<?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-1129346726307777139</id><updated>2011-12-27T00:58:55.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like Pi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-123464983525739717</id><published>2009-12-16T14:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:27:01.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. What if we could breathe underwater?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. What if you could buy skills?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What if men were treated like crap instead of women in the middle ages?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. What if llamas could make the world's best omlets?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. What if you met someone compleatly composed of bubble gum?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. What if Florida suddenly turned into an ice box?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. What if murder was legal?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. What if English was the world's only language?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. What if the question had no answer?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.  What if the driving age was five?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. What if pie could talk?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. What if all dolphins were immortal?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. What if all anyone ever felt was pain?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. What if all the world's sand turned into amoebas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. What if alchemists succeaded in turning lead into gold?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What if pencils were myths?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. What if this paper got up and bit you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. What if Ella was a ponie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. What if all the people who live in the ghetto suddenly turned rich?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. What if penguins originated from Pluto?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. What if a new number existed between 11123.73 and 1123.74?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. What if a a baby was the dictator of the world?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. What if idiots were the healthiest food ever?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. What if all the clocks on the face of the earth spontaniously combusted?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. What if all the world's assassins turned into gel pens?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. What if having a name that began with the letter "X" was illegal?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. What if everything was a lie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. What if chocolate was inedible?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. What if this list went on forever?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. What if afdooga was another word for smart?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. What if everyone was emo?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. What if there was world peace?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. What if everyone in China gave you five dollars?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. What I weren't hungry right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. What if pudding never existed??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. What if Edward Cullen's real name was Gertrude?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. What if thumbtacks could cure all ilness?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. What if everything was a certain shade of blue?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. What if everyone in the world threw a tomato at Santa Claus?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. What if electric blue and neon yellow were Christmas colors?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. What if warbafonkeltonitarmenzioto was a word?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. What if flowers could read?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. What if large tumors coming out of the armpit were considered attractive?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. What if pink wasn't a color?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. What if humans were born with blue butts?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. What if EVERYONE liked pie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;47. What if the most popular name for boys was Guydude?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;48. What if someone suddenly said April and September weren't months anymore?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;49. What if coulds were made of ice cream?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50. What if people could really fall into books?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-123464983525739717?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/123464983525739717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=123464983525739717&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/123464983525739717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/123464983525739717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-if.html' title='What if...'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-3506891802073700211</id><published>2009-11-23T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:00:30.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ziplining in Belize</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;During spring break of 2008, my family went on a cruse. My favorite excursion was to Belize, where I would be ziplining with my dad and little sister over a jungle. In the room we waited in, I saw two friends from the cruse kid's group-- Kelly and Rachel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our group got off the ship, and onto the bus that would take us to the jungle. The bus ride was an hour and a half long, so we kids amused ourselves by singing annoying songs. The adults weren't exactly amused by this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we finally reached the jungle, a few employees helped all the excursionists into their harnesses. The employees led us to a short zipline, where they demonstrated  saftey rules and what to do if we got stuck on the zipline. After about five minutes of instruction, we welaked a short hill. Mine and my friends' families had to wait a while, because there were many others in front of us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At last, we reached the launching platform. I was nervous at first. But when I took off, I felt exhilarated. It seemed like I was flying over the beautiful jumgle vegitation, the wind in my face. There were four more zips like this, not including the two compleatly vertical zips to navitgate us around different jungle zcenery. Everyone--including my friends and theri dad--agreen that this was something we would want to do agian. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-3506891802073700211?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/3506891802073700211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=3506891802073700211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3506891802073700211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3506891802073700211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/11/ziplining-in-belize.html' title='Ziplining in Belize'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-6509623054845551145</id><published>2009-09-08T15:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:02:11.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fun-Osity of ST. ANDREWS' STATE PARK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Labor day weekend, I went with my Church youth group to St. Andrews' State Park in Panama City. We stayed there, and camped out for two nights and three days. We had a great view of the bay, and visited the beach multiple times every day. Both bodies of water were gorgeous, and fun to play in. The beach had crystal clear waters, which dolphins often came close to. There was a sandbar where you could catch hermit crabs, and was shallow enough to play lots of games, plus great snorkeling fun. But there were some drawbacks to our good time. Our campsite was sandy and buggy-full, so our clothes got sandy, and we got itchy. Despite that, our vacation was very enjoyable. I would give it four and a half out of five stars. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-6509623054845551145?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/6509623054845551145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=6509623054845551145&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6509623054845551145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6509623054845551145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-osity-of-st-andrews-state-park.html' title='The Fun-Osity of ST. ANDREWS&apos; STATE PARK!!!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7612745291665216408</id><published>2009-09-03T10:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:02:13.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Freakishly Tall is FUN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As the title says, being freakishly tall is fun. You can reach things short people can't. You can call other people at average height, shorty. And you can make fun of other people that are much older than you, yet still shorter. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377254945532852706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Sp_Y4g8yueI/AAAAAAAAAeU/bZZWh_zQGzQ/s400/Im+TALLLLLLLLLLL%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Look at my pretty &lt;s&gt; blue &lt;/s&gt; white hair! Right now, I'm about five foot four. Give or take an inch or maybe... two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7612745291665216408?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7612745291665216408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7612745291665216408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7612745291665216408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7612745291665216408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-freakishly-tall-is-fun.html' title='Being Freakishly Tall is FUN!!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Sp_Y4g8yueI/AAAAAAAAAeU/bZZWh_zQGzQ/s72-c/Im+TALLLLLLLLLLL%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-2381987825356681773</id><published>2009-09-01T11:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:18:50.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee hee... circles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Sp1Boiik7AI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ts8HNoTR1ok/s1600-h/epic+circle+crap.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376525694872644610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Sp1Boiik7AI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ts8HNoTR1ok/s400/epic+circle+crap.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Sp1BoJoGMZI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VFfKbumYJ0k/s1600-h/epic+pwn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376525688184910226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Sp1BoJoGMZI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VFfKbumYJ0k/s400/epic+pwn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the result of the math equasion, bored+paint. I think they turned out pretty good, for random circle stuff made from boredom and experementing with the setting-like thingies. &lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-2381987825356681773?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/2381987825356681773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=2381987825356681773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2381987825356681773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2381987825356681773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/09/hee-hee-circles.html' title='Hee hee... circles!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Sp1Boiik7AI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ts8HNoTR1ok/s72-c/epic+circle+crap.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-6483090772612340786</id><published>2009-08-27T12:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:06:58.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Books are Doopy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Currently, I am hating my science text book. Why? On a chapter review, it gave me a complicated math problem that I had never seen anything like in my life. And today, I had to read a section in the book. With many paragraphs. And at the end, it said to write a funny story about what happens when the magnetism in the earth dissapears. Wait. I didn't even see five sentences with the word magnetism in it. And there was nothing at all about what the magnetic field is. So. Huh? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THOSE PEOPLES?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-6483090772612340786?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/6483090772612340786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=6483090772612340786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6483090772612340786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6483090772612340786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/08/science-books-are-doopy.html' title='Science Books are Doopy'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-3111424147584813901</id><published>2009-08-26T09:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:25:22.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Art: Hikaru Sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SpU3my2HMeI/AAAAAAAAAd8/unoAHAN7h3g/s1600-h/Hikaru+sleeping.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374262869959848418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SpU3my2HMeI/AAAAAAAAAd8/unoAHAN7h3g/s400/Hikaru+sleeping.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;(I know, its bad. But its the first picture that I've drawn in the paint thingy :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-3111424147584813901?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/3111424147584813901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=3111424147584813901&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3111424147584813901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3111424147584813901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-art-hikaru-sleeping.html' title='My Art: Hikaru Sleeping'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SpU3my2HMeI/AAAAAAAAAd8/unoAHAN7h3g/s72-c/Hikaru+sleeping.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-6341495038708959097</id><published>2009-08-24T10:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T11:05:54.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Two or three weeks ago, something miserable happened. Something fun was taken away from me. Days of endless goofing off, friends, and fun. And in its place came... schoolwork. That's right. Summer was taken away from me. And replaced with walking to my sister's stinking bus stop every weekmorning (Yay! a new word!) and staying there for 15 mind-numbing minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I spend at least three hours *gahsp!* learning. But I do have it better than public school peoples (Yeah. I dissed you. What are you going to do about it?) The longest I've taken to do schoolwork this year is probably five hours. And the shortest? A little over an hour. I guess this isn't so bad. TAKE THAT PUBLIC MIDDLE SCHOOL! AND PRIVATE TOO! And with schoolwork comes...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373545500861784658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SpKrKatD4lI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KGj-qFklJx8/s400/idiotme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A plaid messenger bag! I so pwn Public school peoples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-6341495038708959097?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/6341495038708959097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=6341495038708959097&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6341495038708959097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6341495038708959097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/08/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SpKrKatD4lI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KGj-qFklJx8/s72-c/idiotme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8350148737612666803</id><published>2009-08-20T13:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:33:42.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A BOOK WITH PI IN THE TITLE THAT I MUST READ WHEN I'M DONE WITH GATHERING BLUE!!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long subject xD My mom just got me a book called "Life of PI" from the library.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/So2Wjs4w5QI/AAAAAAAAAds/TrffYdHUAus/s1600-h/lifeofpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/So2Wjs4w5QI/AAAAAAAAAds/TrffYdHUAus/s400/lifeofpi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372115470611703042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't wait to read it! It has the word Pi in the title, so it must be good. Uherm. If YOU (yes, YOU) are interested in my Pi book, here is the summary found on the back of the book: &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;When 16-year old Pi Patel finds himself stranded in a lifeboat in the middle of the Pacific Ocean with only a menacing 450-pound Bengal tiger for company, he quickly realizes that the only way he will survive is if he makes sure the tiger is more afraid of him than he is of it. Finding strength within himself, he draws upon all of his knowledge and cunning, battles for food and shelter, overcomes stroms and disasters, and, in the end, makes a peace of sorts with both tiger and ocean. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sound interesting? Have you read this book? Do you intend to read this book? PIE IS GOOD!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8350148737612666803?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8350148737612666803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8350148737612666803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8350148737612666803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8350148737612666803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-with-pi-in-title-that-i-must-read.html' title='A BOOK WITH PI IN THE TITLE THAT I MUST READ WHEN I&apos;M DONE WITH GATHERING BLUE!!!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/So2Wjs4w5QI/AAAAAAAAAds/TrffYdHUAus/s72-c/lifeofpi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7268098957077297372</id><published>2009-08-17T13:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T13:23:33.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SomRsJpGjUI/AAAAAAAAAdk/CA0_4NJwigQ/s1600-h/katsumi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370984218304613698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SomRsJpGjUI/AAAAAAAAAdk/CA0_4NJwigQ/s400/katsumi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SomRrg5K1NI/AAAAAAAAAdc/o5U9LV3vGGA/s1600-h/Haruki.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370984207366149330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SomRrg5K1NI/AAAAAAAAAdc/o5U9LV3vGGA/s400/Haruki.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haruki (the girl with short green hair) is in better quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7268098957077297372?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7268098957077297372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7268098957077297372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7268098957077297372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7268098957077297372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-art.html' title='My Art'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SomRsJpGjUI/AAAAAAAAAdk/CA0_4NJwigQ/s72-c/katsumi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4329814535340490272</id><published>2009-08-11T09:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:17:40.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Music is a treasure to me,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Without it my life would be bland&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Half my life would go down the drain,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus the lives of people in bands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There'd be no singing or dancing in bursts of glee,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'd all live in a world of misery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'd spiral out of orbit into the sun, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The end of the human race will have begun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's why my music is like my pie,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Without it everyone would die!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4329814535340490272?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4329814535340490272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4329814535340490272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4329814535340490272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4329814535340490272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/08/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-5853440178192612118</id><published>2009-08-10T12:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:21:26.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2109</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;I was rudely awoken by a metalic voice. "Wake up you dusty looking human," it said. My eyes slowly opened, and I was shocked at what I saw. In front of me was what looked like a floating, sliver girl. I slowly reaced out to touch her. She felt like metal.&lt;/span&gt; I looked down at myself. I looked just as normal as I did when I went to sleep last night. But why was this floating silver girl in my house. I looked around. My whole house had changed. Everything was made of what looked like metal. The bed with deep blue sheets was the only thing in my room that wasn't silver. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Who are you?" I asked the silver girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I am your thingiemabob," she replied. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"A thingiemabob?" I asked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yes. We were once known as 'robots' by humans, but they found our kind's true name in time. I have served you all your life. Why must you know who I am?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You've served me all my life?" I asked. This was getting weird. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yes, since your birth in 2097," my thingiemabob replied. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"2097?" I felt sick to my stomach...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yes. The year is now 2109. Why does this all appear new to you?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Because I'm from 2009! And you aren't like the robots from 2009!" I snapped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Well, what do robots from 2009 do?" my thingiemabob sounded curious when she asked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Transform into cars," I said in a sheepish voice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha! You like it? I got a Story starters bookie thingiemabob at the homeschool expo. I'm just doing this much, but if you want me to, comment on it telling me to continue. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-5853440178192612118?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/5853440178192612118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=5853440178192612118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5853440178192612118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5853440178192612118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/08/2109.html' title='2109'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-1591919042150480512</id><published>2009-05-22T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:40:15.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Theras and His Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Theras and His Town&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Theras was a young boy who lived in Athens, Greece. When he turned seven, he started going to school like all the other boys. He was the best of his age in running, as he found out by racing many other boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when Theras was ten, his father gave him two Drachmas. Young boys weren’t allowed in the marketplace alone, so his father would have to go with Theras. But his father was busy, and had to wait for the next day&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Theras wanted to go right then! So he snuck out of the house to spend his two shiny Drachmas. He spent the first on a ball, and the second on bread to offer to a goddess.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;On his way back home, the man who sold him the ball stopped him and asked to show him the Medusa, the ship in the harbor. Theras told the toy man that his father would take him the next day, but the toy man argued that the Medusa would leave tomorrow. Theras was in despair, but the toy man offered to take him to see it.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;When they got to the harbor, the toy man brought Theras onto a sailboat. There he tied Theras up and prepared for him to be sold as a slave. Theras soon fell asleep. He was awoken by the toy man cursing and yelling. He was doing so because Theras’ father had come to rescue him!&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;A year passed, and there was even more excitement in the Athenian house. Theras’ father was going to fight for Athens! Everyone was sad when he got on the ship that took him away. A few months later, Metion, a family relative, reported that the ship with half Theras’ dad’s life savings had sunken. Later, he reported that he died in the war. The whole house was stricken with grief.  &lt;br /&gt;           Then Metion proposed that Theras should go live in Sparta with Hippias as his faster father. Theras was therefore brought to Sparta against his will.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;When he got there he was made fun of and called girlie, because the Athenian custom was to grow your hair long and cut it when you are an adult. The Spartan custom is the opposite. He also couldn’t understand the Spartan language or get the drills straight. But he was a good swimmer and runner, and gained respect for that.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;At first the Spartan ways seemed so new, and Theras learned to like them. But eventually they grew boring to Theras. He decides to escape, and take a Perioikoi boy with him named Abas.&lt;br /&gt;           On their way to Athens, Theras and Abas encounter many dangers. They are hunted by the Spartans, are almost caught at an inn sold as slaves, and almost get killed by a lynx. One day, Abas injures his ankle badly and Theras has to carry him. Soon, Abas goes mad and starts mumbling, “Hungry, hungry!”&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;One day, Theras sees a group of men and begs them to help Abas. They put him on a litter and carried them to Athens.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;When he goes to his house, an unfamiliar man answers the door. The strange man said Metion sold the house. Later he finds his mother is living with Epikides, and old friend. On his way there, he meets his father! It turns out that he was only held hostage, and finally escaped! They sued Metion for selling the house, and move back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-1591919042150480512?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/1591919042150480512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=1591919042150480512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1591919042150480512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1591919042150480512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/05/theras-and-his-town.html' title='Theras and His Town'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-3537289437527916543</id><published>2009-05-20T12:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:29:32.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my many men...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/ShQv4zNEPdI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gs2tq6tYECI/s1600-h/THE+RED+PIE!!!!1!!!1!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337944111205072338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/ShQv4zNEPdI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gs2tq6tYECI/s400/THE+RED+PIE!!!!1!!!1!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-3537289437527916543?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/3537289437527916543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=3537289437527916543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3537289437527916543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3537289437527916543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-of-my-many-men.html' title='One of my many men...'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/ShQv4zNEPdI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gs2tq6tYECI/s72-c/THE+RED+PIE!!!!1!!!1!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-5778501760996608060</id><published>2009-05-13T08:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:01:14.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't You hate it when you have a creepy thing on your wall?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgrEkK0EijI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8Ck7hqVOnQ8/s1600-h/Picture+495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335292834230864434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgrEkK0EijI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8Ck7hqVOnQ8/s400/Picture+495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgrEcffgohI/AAAAAAAAAck/gpB6zogl3yc/s1600-h/Picture+496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335292702342816274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgrEcffgohI/AAAAAAAAAck/gpB6zogl3yc/s400/Picture+496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-5778501760996608060?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/5778501760996608060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=5778501760996608060&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5778501760996608060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5778501760996608060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-you-hate-it-when-you-have-creepy.html' title='Don&apos;t You hate it when you have a creepy thing on your wall?'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgrEkK0EijI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8Ck7hqVOnQ8/s72-c/Picture+495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-6287102584365051797</id><published>2009-05-08T12:05:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:28:58.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You all know how much I like pie. And incase you didn't know. I like pie. A lot. And I have my own strawberry pie that I enjoy making. And I am now going to share my recipe with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333486358283362098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 226px; height: 151px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgRZlbffHzI/AAAAAAAAAbc/zEq6vQ5bsM0/s400/pie+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So here we have our family of things you'll need. They are: a thing of strawberries, pie crust, pudding mix (I'm using white chocolate, but feel free to experiment with any other kind), Cool Whip, a bowl for the pudding, a cutting board, and a knife.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333486903167338754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 226px; height: 151px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgRaFJV8yQI/AAAAAAAAAbk/k3gJqWIa64Q/s400/pie+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First, you are going to want to make the pudding. It's quite simple. Follow the instructions, and stick it in the fridge until you need to bring it out again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, your going to cut each strawberry into fourths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333487623717885234" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 226px; height: 151px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgRavFmllTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/9G-PaTfd3vY/s400/pie+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Layer them on the bottom of the pie crust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333487790121900754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 226px; height: 151px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgRa4xgZWtI/AAAAAAAAAb8/OnjzTNA6xPU/s400/pie+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Remember that pudding? Now is its time. Add it on top of the strawberries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333488264178898690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 226px; height: 151px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgRbUXgZFwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/zL6yLVH3fCw/s400/pie+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you add the Cool Whip. Spread it with a spoon, and make sure no pudding comes up with it. After the Cool Whip is securely on the pie, make a pi symbol (optional, but I always do it :D) If you do the pi symbol, test it on a paper towel before putting it on the pie. And... ta-daaaaaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333488837983715618" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 226px; height: 151px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgRb1xGHwSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UJZZ7oJKwNo/s400/pie+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-6287102584365051797?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/6287102584365051797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=6287102584365051797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6287102584365051797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6287102584365051797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-all-know-how-much-i-like-pie.html' title=''/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgRZlbffHzI/AAAAAAAAAbc/zEq6vQ5bsM0/s72-c/pie+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-6059593483665854317</id><published>2009-05-06T08:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:48:27.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flight of ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgGHETkOR9I/AAAAAAAAAbU/GUglMwKzVn8/s1600-h/FLIGHT!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332691941824808914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgGHETkOR9I/AAAAAAAAAbU/GUglMwKzVn8/s400/FLIGHT!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-6059593483665854317?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/6059593483665854317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=6059593483665854317&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6059593483665854317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6059593483665854317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/05/flight-of-me.html' title='The Flight of ME!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SgGHETkOR9I/AAAAAAAAAbU/GUglMwKzVn8/s72-c/FLIGHT!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-9114484294880753456</id><published>2009-05-01T11:44:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:52:08.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Prejudice= epic snore.</title><content type='html'>On Monday, I was forced to read Pride and Prejudice, and today I am forced to write a book report on it. So here it comes. Last warning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once the Bennet family. They had five daughters, and Mrs. Bennet wanted them to all marry wealthy men. So when Mr. Bingley, a wealthy single man, comes to their town, she wants one of her daughters to marry him. To make sure that Mr. Bingley would notice Jane, their eldest daughter, the Bennets invited him to a dinner party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bingley brought his sisters, one of his sister's husbands, and his close friend, Mr. Darcy.  Mr. Bingley instantly fell in love with Jane. Mr. Darcy was introduced to Elizabeth, who he thought "wasn't pretty enough to tempt him." Elizabeth was outraged and took a dislike to Mr. Darcy.&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, Jane was invited to have dinner with the Bingley family. It was about to rain, but Mrs. Bennet made her ride a horse to get there. Jane fell sick when she was there. Mrs. Bennet was excited by the event, because the summoned doctor said that Jane should stay with the Bingleys until she made a recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth was worried about Jane, so she intended to visit her at once. She walked the four miles to Netherfield, just to see her sister. When she was there, Mr. Darcy realized that he may after all like this Elizabeth person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, everyone agreed that Jane was well enough to leave Netherfield. When they got home, Mr. Bennet informed everyone that his cousin, Mr. Collins, was coming over for dinner. He wanted to marry one of the Bennet girls! But when they were on a walk, they were introduced to Mr. Wickham, who was an officer. They preffered him to Mr. Collins, because he was dashing and pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Elizabeth talked to Mr. Wickham; and he talked about why he didn't like Mr. Darcy. Mr. Wickham was late Mr. Darcy's godson, and he was supposed to be provided for, but the position was given to another man. Elizabeth is very angry with Mr. Darcy for doing this.  A few days later, there was a ball. Mr. Wickham said he would come, but Elizabeth ended up dancing with Mr. Collins. That's when she takes the hint. Mr. Collins wanted to marry her! Elizabeth pretended to be unaware of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later, he did propose to Elizabeth! She turned the offer down. So her best friend, Charlotte, marries him instead a few days later. But earlier, Jane gets a message saying that Mr. Bingley left for London, and wasn't going to return this winter. Jane was heartbroken. Then, a few days later, someone informed Jane that Mr. Bingley never intended to return to Netherfield.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth decided that she would pay Charlotte a visit. She could see that Charlotte wasn't happy with Mr. Collins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Elizabeth learned that Mr. Darcy was the reason behind Mr. Bingley's away going too! She did when he was proposing to her. She exploded on Mr. Darcy. But the next day, Mr. Darcy quietly gave Elizabeth a letter explaining his reasons for this, and for what he did to Mr. Wickham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth's aunt takes her to see Pemberly, where Mr. Darcy and Wickham spent their youths. She was very nervous about meeting Mr. Darcy there, and having to talk to him. And she does see him! Later, she agrees that she will be brought by carriage back to Pemberly to meet Darcy's younger sister. She had heard Georgiana Darcy was quite proud, but was really very shy.&lt;br /&gt;She was enjoying her stay, when she got word from Jane. The letter said that their younger sister, Lydia, had run off with Mr. Wickham! But later the two come back, are married, and leave again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Bennet had heard word that Mr. Bingley was returning to Netherfield soon! She was beside herself with joy, but Jane pretended to act indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, Mr. Darcy proposed to Elizabeth again. Elizabeth quickly said yes. They were married, and Elizabeth lived with Darcy and Georgiana at Pemberly. Elizabeth and Georgiana became best friends, and later Mr. Bingley and Jane married too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-9114484294880753456?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/9114484294880753456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=9114484294880753456&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/9114484294880753456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/9114484294880753456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/05/pride-and-prejudice-epic-snore.html' title='Pride and Prejudice= epic snore.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4370594119495428856</id><published>2009-04-29T08:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:42:40.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheez is your friend too</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SfhLO09A_uI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Eps2C-J3raE/s1600-h/cheez+llama+minus+llama.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330092877097795298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SfhLO09A_uI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Eps2C-J3raE/s400/cheez+llama+minus+llama.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4370594119495428856?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4370594119495428856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4370594119495428856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4370594119495428856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4370594119495428856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/04/cheez-is-your-friend-too.html' title='Cheez is your friend too'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SfhLO09A_uI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Eps2C-J3raE/s72-c/cheez+llama+minus+llama.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8724779024721954087</id><published>2009-04-22T15:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:24:45.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Llamas are Your FRIENDS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Se9u9n-SLvI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8CGQYvdY6Ps/s1600-h/LLAMAS+ARE+YOUR+FRIENDS!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327598889183882994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Se9u9n-SLvI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8CGQYvdY6Ps/s400/LLAMAS+ARE+YOUR+FRIENDS!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8724779024721954087?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8724779024721954087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8724779024721954087&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8724779024721954087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8724779024721954087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/04/llamas-are-your-friends.html' title='Llamas are Your FRIENDS!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/Se9u9n-SLvI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8CGQYvdY6Ps/s72-c/LLAMAS+ARE+YOUR+FRIENDS!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-1271987471991142662</id><published>2009-04-20T16:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:41:11.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander the Great</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alexander the Great was born in 356 B.C. His dad was away from home a lot, so Alexander was raised close to his mom. He grew up to be brave, sure of himself, and headstrong. He didn't like to change his mind, even if what he planned seemed impossible.&lt;/p&gt;When Alexander was ten, his father took him to a fair. They saw a beautiful horse, but it wouldn't let anyone near it. Alexander told his father that he could tame it. He noticed it was afraid of its shadow, so Alexander turned the horse to the sun and rode it. The horse, Busephalus, later carried Alexander to many of his adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Alexander turned sixteen, he joined the Macedonian army. Two years later, he fought in a battle against Chearonea, a town in Greece. Soon, the powerful Macedonian army defeated the city. The next year Macedonia and Greece made an agreement. They would help each-other fight when needed. Phillip, Alexander's father, led the combined army.&lt;/p&gt;Now that Alexander and Phillip were working together, they became closer. But all of this changed when Phillip married a second wife. Alexander and his mom disliked the new bride, so the two of them moved away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alexander later returned, but in the celebration, Phillip was killed by one of his own body guards. Some people thought Alexander and his mother planned the murder. Some thought it was the Persians. But Phillip was dead, and Alexander took his place. In 334 B.C, Alexander felt ready to fight the Persians. He left half his army at home to keep the peace and took the other half to Asia Minor. At first things didn't go well and Alexander was nearly killed. But the Persians weren't ready for a long battle and Alexander's army outlasted them. Alexander took over some nearby Persian land. Meanwhile, Darius, the Persian ruler, was coming closer. They fought hard, but the Persians gave up and ran away.&lt;/p&gt;After this, he went to Egypt. The Egyptians disliked being ruled by Persia, so they welcomed Alexander and named him their pharaoh. In Egypt, Alexander founded a city and named it Alexandria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After more battles and conquering, Alexander set out to conquer India. It was much bigger than Alexander expected. In the battle, the Indian elephants scared the Greek horses. One day, Porus, an Indian ruler, decided Alexander would attack no more, so he stopped moving his troops. That night, Alexander made a surprise attack and defeated the Indian troops. &lt;/p&gt;One his way back home, it seemed that Alexander's problems would never end. One of his best friends died, he missed his dead horse, and he was badly hurt. He only got worse. One day he became very ill and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-1271987471991142662?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/1271987471991142662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=1271987471991142662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1271987471991142662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1271987471991142662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/04/alexander-great.html' title='Alexander the Great'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-826475855717469154</id><published>2009-04-15T09:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:31:52.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SeXhw5cRsAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Kq0gSyV3U6k/s1600-h/TOADYPUSSYKINZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324910364604870658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SeXhw5cRsAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Kq0gSyV3U6k/s400/TOADYPUSSYKINZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-826475855717469154?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/826475855717469154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=826475855717469154&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/826475855717469154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/826475855717469154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/04/toad.html' title='Toad!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SeXhw5cRsAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Kq0gSyV3U6k/s72-c/TOADYPUSSYKINZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8356414396193459684</id><published>2009-03-30T10:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:58:59.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario Kart Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mario Kart Wii is a great game for family or solo play. It comes with a game disk and a wii wheel, although you can use the nunchuck or classic controller. When you first start the game, you have 12 characters (Baby Mario, Baby Peach, Toad, Koopa Troopa, Mario, Luigi, Peach, Yoshi, Wario, Waluigi, Donkey Kong, and Bowser.) and can race on four grand prix’s with four courses each. You can earn new characters and new grand prix’s by gaining a high rank on the grand prix’s you have. For example, if you win at least third place on the flower cup, you will earn the star cup. If you come in first place on the star cup, you will earn a new character.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can choose between three karts on 50cc, three bikes on 100cc, and either on the 150cc. You can earn the privileges to use karts and bikes on the 50cc and 100cc in addition to earning more vehicles. Karts and bikes also have different special abilities. Bikes can do wheelies, and karts can have extra mini turbo if you drift for long enough. The opposite is the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can also do time trials to see who can get the fastest time. If your wii is connected to Wi-Fi, you can check the rankings of time trials world wide. You can even race rival ghosts, whose time on a certain course is a slight bit faster than yours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But racing is not the only thing you can do on this game. There is also the option of battle. You pick your battle style (coin runners or balloon battle), your character, your team is picked by the wii, your kart or bike (standard kart and bike only) and finally the course. (Note: Nothing here is unlocked but the characters.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is also the choice of Wi-Fi mode, where you can race or battle people from all over the world. The race or battle is chosen by all the players’ vote. When everyone votes, the wii randomly picks a course, and you do that one. After every race or battle you have the option to quit, bit not in the middle of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think Mario Kart is a great game. I became an expert in a matter of months. The characters are cool, the bikes and karts are different, and it is extremely fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8356414396193459684?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8356414396193459684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8356414396193459684&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8356414396193459684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8356414396193459684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/03/mario-kart-review.html' title='Mario Kart Review'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8985411392358020547</id><published>2009-03-12T01:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:16:00.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Stole it! :-O</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The Stolen Tales &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I, detective Mr. E. Solver, stepped into the musty old library where a criminal had&lt;br /&gt;stolen the last copy in the world of “The Rahmen Tales”. Shelves had been knocked over&lt;br /&gt;and books had been ruined with footprints and even some coffee stains. It seemed that the&lt;br /&gt;criminal had two goals, to get “The Rahmen Tales” and destroy the library. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The room was a mess as a result of the break-in. Before, I was told the library was in&lt;br /&gt;its regular state. The books were set upon the dusty shelves; the old library was mixed&lt;br /&gt;with the technology of computers, copiers, and fax machines. The room was filled with&lt;br /&gt;light from the windows and the fixtures above. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, tables were upturned, their shining metal legs twisted. The front desk had been&lt;br /&gt;ransacked for money from overdue books, and business cards were scattered everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Shelves were turned over on their sides, leaving old and tattered books scattered all over&lt;br /&gt;the floor, trampled by feet and acquiring more tears than before the break-in. The whole&lt;br /&gt;library smelled of blood, dirt, and coffee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many footprints dotted the dusty floor. I decided that there were too many footprints&lt;br /&gt;ranging in too many sizes to be a one-person break-in. There were fingerprints along the&lt;br /&gt;windows where the criminals may have entered. The glass case that held “The Rahmen&lt;br /&gt;Tales” was smashed, so bits of clear glass lay everywhere, threatening to hurt the feet of&lt;br /&gt;people with its sharpness. These were also mixed with the shattered glass from the light&lt;br /&gt;fixtures above. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Along with “The Rahmen Tales” missing, computer monitors were taken, and the&lt;br /&gt;copy machine was taken. Popular books such as “Long Shadows” and “Breaking Dawn”&lt;br /&gt;were also stolen. But the crooks obviously cut themselves on the glass, because there was&lt;br /&gt;blood smeared on the window. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I put on a pair of rubber gloves and began to pick up a few items off the floor. I&lt;br /&gt;carefully broke a piece of glass off the blood stained window. I took some more shattered&lt;br /&gt;glass off the floor to analyze for fingerprints. I heard the wind blow into the room,&lt;br /&gt;sweeping dust off the floor and making book pages fly. I took a ratty looking book with&lt;br /&gt;me too, just in case.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8985411392358020547?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8985411392358020547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8985411392358020547&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8985411392358020547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8985411392358020547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/03/they-stole-it-o.html' title='They Stole it! :-O'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4102746682410186652</id><published>2009-03-06T13:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:24:54.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse Book Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Eclipse is the third book in the Twilight series, authored by Stephenie Meyer. Eclipse is set in Forks, Washington; the rainiest place in the continental US. The book is a romance novel. When Seattle is haunted by string of killing from many newborn vampires, human Bella Swan is surrounded by danger once again, and is forced to choose between her love for Edward and her friendship with Jacob. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Edward Cullen is a vampire who lives in secret. He, along with his four siblings, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper, and his adoptive parents Carlisle and Esme, blended with humans for as long as they could. They would pretend to go camping when the sun was out because they sparkled in the sun, and moved away and started a new life before anyone could suspect that they weren’t aging. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bella Swan is an ordinary human. She is very clumsy, and lives with her dad, Charlie. She is in love with Edward Cullen, and wants to become a vampire like him (even though he doesn’t want her to be a monster like him). Her best friend is Jacob Black, the werewolf. Her enemy is Victoria, who wants to kill her because Edward killed her love, James. Basically, Bella lives her life in much danger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jacob Black is a werewolf, and Bella’s best friend. He is a member of a ten wolf pack. He is in love with Bella, and wants her to fall in love with him. He thinks Bella is throwing her life away by becoming a vampire. He also cusses a lot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Seattle is haunted by many mysterious killings, the Cullens soon think that the murderers are newborn vampires. Newborn vampires are newly changed vampires, whose emotions are suppressed by thirst for blood for about a year. Nobody knows who leads them, or what their goal is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It starts at the Swan’s house when recently un-grounded Bella was waiting for Edward to come to her house. Bella is relieved when Edward comes so she can escape Charlie’s talk of collage and the dangers of sex. But when Edward finds Bella is no longer grounded he wants to take her to see the city lights. Charlie warns them not to go to Seattle because of all the killing there lately. Later, the Cullens find out that newborn vampires are the murderers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Cullens then make an alliance with their natural enemy to protect Bella: the werewolves. They decided that they would battle the newborns, and began training with each other. Jasper knows newborn armies well because he was in one before, so he led most of the training. One day, Bella decided to go visit Jacob. They talked for a while, and eventually Jacob kissed her without her wanting to. After the experience, she punched him in the mouth, killing her hand.&lt;br /&gt;The day of the fight, Edward and Seth, one of the werewolves, stayed in a clearing with Bella while everyone else fought the newborns. But they had lots of trouble when they were attacked by Victoria, the newborn’s leader, and Riley, a newborn she manipulated into thinking he was her mater. Edward fought her in a sort of dance style, while Seth ripped apart Riley. In the end, they both died. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think that Eclipse was a good book, but I have an issue with it. The only new thing it brought to the table was that Victoria was dead now! I loved the book, it was fun to read, and contained my favorite quote, “If I had my way, I would spend the majority of my time kissing Edward” said by Bella. That was really my only issue. It was also beautifully written. Stephenie Meyer is a great author. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4102746682410186652?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4102746682410186652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4102746682410186652&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4102746682410186652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4102746682410186652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/03/eclipse-book-review.html' title='Eclipse Book Review'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-6703038802701830205</id><published>2009-03-06T12:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:23:47.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pet Penguin =^^=</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think penguins would make a very suitable pet. There are many reasons for my choice in pet. Some may be good, and others you may think a little ridiculous. But either way, penguins do make excellent pets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One reason is that they are very kind and determined. They spend their whole life searching for their penguin match. They also love their young so much; they fish for it and everything. OK, so humans give their young food too. But we give them mash and milk. They give their young fish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another is that you would have to move to Antarctica or near the equator to care for your penguin. If you chose Antarctica, this would make you the first permanent human resident to the zero population continent. Imagine the fame you and your penguin would get. People may even donate hunting supplies because they feel sympathy for you. And speaking of hunting, you could improve your hunting and cold endurance skills there along with the fame. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your next option for moving is twards the equator. Sure, there is danger of malaria, and all of those African animals, but you’d have your feathered friend to comfort you in your times of need. And they wouldn’t be in danger of being preyed upon by seals. But elephant feet may be a problem… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next I bring you to the fact that penguins don’t need to be caged for fear of flying away. They do not fly, they waddle. Then you could be spared medical bills for flying accidents. Although, you may end up distraught when your penguin builds an airplane and crashes it, but that’s another story. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So as you can see, penguins would make excellent pets. Even Edward Cullen thinks penguins are lovely (“Penguins. Lovely.” Edward Cullen, Eclipse). So why get a boring old parakeet, when you can get the best bird of them all: The Penguin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-6703038802701830205?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/6703038802701830205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=6703038802701830205&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6703038802701830205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6703038802701830205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-pet-penguin.html' title='My Pet Penguin =^^='/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-6927841938480528497</id><published>2009-01-21T12:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:10:11.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3.14159 26535 89793 23846 26433 83279 50288 41971 69399 37510</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SXdW74e087I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Sg4o28WvJMg/s1600-h/pi+pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293795473771262898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SXdW74e087I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Sg4o28WvJMg/s400/pi+pie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-6927841938480528497?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/6927841938480528497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=6927841938480528497&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6927841938480528497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6927841938480528497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/01/314159-26535-89793-23846-26433-83279.html' title='3.14159 26535 89793 23846 26433 83279 50288 41971 69399 37510'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SXdW74e087I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Sg4o28WvJMg/s72-c/pi+pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7295103801845996503</id><published>2009-01-20T14:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:09:37.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Tuesdayness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OK, I'm starting a new weekly meme event! I will be the founder of... RANDOM TUESDAYNESS! There will be a theme for each Tuesday, and I will answer the questions, and you will too! So, here is our first week of randomness. And the theme is...&lt;/p&gt;Random Theme #1: Favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite Plot&lt;/span&gt;: The plot of Pokemon Mystery Dungeon 2: Explorers of Time (A Nintendo DS game). It is the best plot evah! Basicly, time is stopping all over the world because of Time Gear theft. Time Gears are five hidden objects that keep time in balance. But you, the hero, don't know the half of your role in all of this (because you aquired amesia in the begining of the game). You are actually a human from the future who comes to the past to stop the destruction of time by taking the Time Gears to Temporal Tower, the place where Dialga rules time. There is much more to the plot, but that shall be a mystery for now (wink win; ;-] )&lt;/p&gt;2: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite Song of the Molment&lt;/span&gt;: Breaking The Habit by Linkin Park or Life on the Moon by David Cook. I have been listening to these songs OVER AND OVER on my playlist. They are ASUM, if you want to check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite Book Series&lt;/span&gt;: Warriors! THE BEST BOOK SERIES EVER! Nothing can top these books about four Clans of cats living in the forest. I won't give out any spoilers to any who may be interested. And I have a good opinion on books. I like Twilight.&lt;/p&gt;4: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite thing to randomly shout out&lt;/span&gt;: Happy Fluffy Bunnysquirrels! or The refridgerator tastes good. Yep. I am a very random person. But I can't take all the credit for the hfbs. &lt;a href="http://warriorcatsandwolfsrock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Silversong&lt;/a&gt; made them up. AND THEY ARE FREAKING ASUM! (She has a blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite Food&lt;/span&gt;: Grits casserole and PIE! You all know how much I just *heart* pie. There is no more to be said about that.&lt;/p&gt;OK, that was 5 questions. If you do this on your blog, there is no limit to how many questions you ask. Just ask questions! So long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Themesong: Burton Earny- The llama song! Because it is very random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7295103801845996503?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7295103801845996503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7295103801845996503&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7295103801845996503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7295103801845996503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-tuesdayness.html' title='Random Tuesdayness'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7393796792319883345</id><published>2009-01-14T10:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:13:01.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brethless Wednsday... Jayfeather and Edward</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291167548917390866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SW4A2hhLnhI/AAAAAAAAAZc/aSw1kz1rJRM/s400/jaypaw6.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SW4AynjuuaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/y5eg-G6yETo/s1600-h/jaypaw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291167285568086674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SW4AnMd0IpI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TWD_C7tLlSw/s400/edward+cullen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7393796792319883345?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7393796792319883345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7393796792319883345&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7393796792319883345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7393796792319883345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/01/brethless-wednsday-jayfeather-and.html' title='Brethless Wednsday... Jayfeather and Edward'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SW4A2hhLnhI/AAAAAAAAAZc/aSw1kz1rJRM/s72-c/jaypaw6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8601752958320601066</id><published>2009-01-09T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T13:18:18.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fluffy Haikus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OK, today I'm doing a bunch of haikus about food, to go with each question on &lt;a href="http://sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com"&gt;my mom's blog&lt;/a&gt;. OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken is joyful&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wanna eat more&lt;br /&gt;Especially fried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie dough is good&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna sing with joy&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la (what? Its 5 syllables xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Loving it with caramel&lt;br /&gt;Shove it my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut butter pie&lt;br /&gt;This pie does not go "Bye-Bye"&lt;br /&gt;It stays in your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen yeah…&lt;br /&gt;He really should sign my cast&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd get married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken legs; ooh ahh&lt;br /&gt;These legs define awesomeness&lt;br /&gt;They're in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Abouts are gone&lt;br /&gt;Thin Mints have taken over&lt;br /&gt;They're awesome frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popcorn is purdy&lt;br /&gt;Sour patch kids are sour&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;m's just are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie dough ice cream&lt;br /&gt;It sends me off to dream land&lt;br /&gt;It's just so perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is yes&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes&lt;br /&gt;That's my answer yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our special So What edition haiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I rock star&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;You aren't fare never were (what? Nobody said haikus have to be grammatically correct?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8601752958320601066?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8601752958320601066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8601752958320601066&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8601752958320601066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8601752958320601066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-fluffy-haikus.html' title='Happy Fluffy Haikus'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7379134318895401910</id><published>2009-01-07T09:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T09:44:25.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SWS_tyi9IfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/DlqIH50Vypc/s1600-h/MUAHAHAHAH___.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SWS_tyi9IfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/DlqIH50Vypc/s400/MUAHAHAHAH___.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288562655823208946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7379134318895401910?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7379134318895401910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7379134318895401910&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7379134318895401910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7379134318895401910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/01/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SWS_tyi9IfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/DlqIH50Vypc/s72-c/MUAHAHAHAH___.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-2109595004306143587</id><published>2009-01-05T10:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:59:14.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii are addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OK, I took a rather large Christmas break from blogging, but I'm back now! And more 11 than ever. On Christmas morning Teddiursa and I ran downstairs because we were hungry. But when we saw our present, hunger to eat left us and in came hunger to... WII!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we got an awesome wii for Christmas. At first Teddiursa was staring at our small tree with all the presents piled around it... and then I pointed out the best present ever... THAT WII! She squealed with delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course if you have a wii, you must play it. It comes with wii sports, where your miis play sports. I got sims2 castaway, which is hilarious. You get to create a sim person, who gets shipwrecked on a deserted island. If you use the bathroom, a giant green curtain comes up to protect you. If you get a banananananana, your options are to eat it, or entice a chimp. Swimming in the sea boosts your hygiene motive. When you pull out your sleeping mat, you can do yoga. Where you basicly stick your butt in the air alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have become addicted to the best game ever... Mario Kart! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287835335414418722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 149px; height: 160px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SWIqOK4ijSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/JELlc3pKQAk/s400/mario+kart+toad+kart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;You get to become various Mario charachters (Mario, Luigi, Peach, Bowser, Wario, Waluigi, Koopa Troopa, Toad (my favorite), Peach, Baby Mario (Teddiursa's favorite) Baby Peach, and Donkey Kong) and race through crazy racetracks. My favorite is Coconut Mall, where you get to race through a mall. I LIKE TOADY!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287835153465903954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 146px; height: 160px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SWIqDlEoi1I/AAAAAAAAAYk/1QZ3zTOSi7Q/s400/TOAD+IMAGE%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-2109595004306143587?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/2109595004306143587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=2109595004306143587&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2109595004306143587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2109595004306143587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2009/01/wii-are-addicted.html' title='Wii are addicted'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SWIqOK4ijSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/JELlc3pKQAk/s72-c/mario+kart+toad+kart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4108465592584807809</id><published>2008-12-19T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:39:59.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Sugary Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello people of all ages. Welcome to a world of festivities. December is one of my favorite times of year (along with Summer break, Spring break, and Thanksgiving break ^x^). So many things happen then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First Amberstripe and Blotchblaze (mine and Silversong's stuffed animals) have their anniversary on the 16th (but this year they celebrated on the 18th). Then we have the Tuesday before Christmas where me and Squirtle exchange Christmas gifts. Then comes Christmas eve. Our church has a 5-o-clock service, and every year I play piano before the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it is Christmas morning. All the presents awaiting us, and Teddiursa sneaking downstairs before the opening of presents. Naughty naughty girl. Then of course new years eve... the most important day of the year. Why is that? It's my birthday! But today, I'm going to talk about Christmas eve and Christmas morn.&lt;/p&gt;One of my favorite things about Christmas is going to church service. I really like playing piano there, and this year I'm playing "I Wonder as I Wander." And I also really love singing "Silent Night." When the lights all go out, and we wave candles. It's so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And who could forget Christmas dinner? All that food on the table, begging to be eaten. Especially the ham, deviled eggs, and more. And desert... I think I have a pie with my name on it xD&lt;/p&gt;Then there's Christmas morning. And the knowledge that I'll get more of this stuff 6 days later. Some of my favorite gifts are these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The gift of life (given to me 6 days after Christmas, thanks mom!), My Nintendo DS (thanks granny!) my mp3 player (thanks daddy!), I giant bag of summer things for a surprise cruise in April (thanks Nina!) and my yellow puffle (thanks Teddirusa!). And of course my old bike (which is now too small for Teddiursa) and some electric scooters. Thanks for the gift of vehicels! I hope for the Christmas that I'm 15, I'll get a car (I'll be able to drive it on my own 6 days later. Until then, I'll stick with my learner's permit xD) &lt;/p&gt;One vivid memory I have is from our old house. Teddiursa was about 3 or 4, and she got a mini slide. And all she ever wanted to do was go up and down the slide. No opening more presents, oh no. Because slides are all the rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Christmas presents.  I have a present for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmgf60CI_ks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmgf60CI_ks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4108465592584807809?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4108465592584807809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4108465592584807809&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4108465592584807809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4108465592584807809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-sugary-christmas.html' title='What a Sugary Christmas!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-2635232128411150720</id><published>2008-12-17T09:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:16:55.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignore the Fire, I'm innocent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SUkJyIGAoxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Yf2U2FQCF-Q/s1600-h/innocentface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280762794839417618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SUkJyIGAoxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Yf2U2FQCF-Q/s400/innocentface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-2635232128411150720?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/2635232128411150720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=2635232128411150720&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2635232128411150720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2635232128411150720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/12/ignore-fire-im-innocent.html' title='Ignore the Fire, I&apos;m innocent!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SUkJyIGAoxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Yf2U2FQCF-Q/s72-c/innocentface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-830014630990185058</id><published>2008-12-16T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:30:00.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sugary Guide to Disney World</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello world and all who inhabit it! Today, I'll be talking about Disney from a kid's perspective. I'll be discussing all the rides I've been on, and how much awesomeness they are made of. Now, lets talk about Magic Kingdom. &lt;/p&gt;Ahh Magic Kingdom. Home of Splash Mountain, Space Mountain, and Big Thunder Mountain. Those are three of my favorite rides in Magic Kingdom. The wet/rollarcoasters. My faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splash Mountain is my favorite out of these three. You start by waiting in line for an hour. At least. Our shortest wait time was about an hour. Haha. There are signs all over the place saying: "You may get wet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've stood in line for at least an hour, you get into the log flune thingy. Where there are no seatbelts. No over the head bars. No bars at all. Just you and the log. And a little something in front of you to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, as you are calmly swaying in the boat, through whatever disney movie it was made after, you come across a drop. Fear enters your body. But as you go down, you realize it is only about a 3 foot drop. Scary, if you are an ant.&lt;/p&gt;As you go along, you come across a medium sized drop. And the drop is in darkness. MUAHAHA. After floating along, you begin to go up a large track. O so very LARGE. While riding up, you stomach practices gymnastics. Then you must smile, because all great log flumes take your picture. Before you know it, you are plunging to your death. Oh wait, you live. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now for my other favorite ride in Magic Kingdom: Space mountain. I reccomend going during the fireworks, or getting a fastpass. Fastpasses can be discussed over on &lt;a href="http://sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom's Blog.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Anyway, if you go during fireworks, you can run through the line. For five minuets. With your dad.Unless you dad is in a retirement home. Then, you can't. Anyway, once you get to the loading area, you will be asked to pick a seat. And they aren't together. If you don't like drops, sit in the middle. You can apparently feel the drops more if you sit in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another tip: Don't stick your hands up! The tracks are too close together. But if you don't want your arm/arms, stick them up as much as you want!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-830014630990185058?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/830014630990185058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=830014630990185058&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/830014630990185058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/830014630990185058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/12/sugary-guide-to-disney-world.html' title='The Sugary Guide to Disney World'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4457041273767719246</id><published>2008-12-15T15:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:41:22.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caramelldansen with MOI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi peoples! It's Sugar! I'm going to start my own meme. There are only 10 questions involved. Now buckle your seatbelts...&lt;/p&gt;1: What is your themesong this very second? Me: Caramelldansen by...Caramell. Why? Because I feel so hyperfied right now ^x^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2: What is your favorite kind of cheese? Me: Hmm... Havarti or provolone&lt;/p&gt;3: Do you have an alter ego? If so, what is his/her name? Me: Yes, I have 2. One is Bubble and the other is Diana. I don't know why I have 2 ^x^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4: What is your favorite book series: Warriors. And Twilight. Hey Lula. I got Pichu addicted to Twilight. and Edward&lt;/p&gt;5: What is your favorite food? Me: Desert: PIE non Desert: Grits Cassaroll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6: How many followers do you have for your blog? Me: A Pitiful 3 ^x^ While my mom has 187. Possibly more.&lt;/p&gt;7: Favorite Candy? Me: Recees. Chocolate and penut butter. What not to like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8: What is your favorite milk? Me: 2%&lt;/p&gt;9: Your superhero name (use your favorite drink and 2nd favorite color): Purple 2%milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10: Are you a happy fluffy bunnysquirrel? Me: YES YES AND YES! &lt;/p&gt;Yeah. Now here's the deal: You have to erase my answers and fill yours in. And then tag 5 people. OK, so I tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom from Sunshine and Lemonade&lt;/p&gt;Rhea from Texas Word Tangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lizzie from Journey to the Hot Tub&lt;/p&gt;Kori from Between a Whisper and a Roar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And...&lt;/p&gt;Lula! from Lulaville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm too lazy to do links. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. I will ocasionally post a themesong. Today's is Caramelldansen by Caramell!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4457041273767719246?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4457041273767719246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4457041273767719246&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4457041273767719246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4457041273767719246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/12/caramelldansen-with-moi.html' title='Caramelldansen with MOI!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-6210762246659422725</id><published>2008-12-10T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:46:54.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddiursa: So Strange</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278219135342102818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SUAAVqC8SSI/AAAAAAAAAXM/QpT9N4afjoQ/s400/AStrangeSister.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SUAAVqC8SSI/AAAAAAAAAXM/QpT9N4afjoQ/s1600-h/AStrangeSister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-6210762246659422725?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/6210762246659422725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=6210762246659422725&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6210762246659422725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6210762246659422725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/12/teddiursa-so-strange.html' title='Teddiursa: So Strange'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SUAAVqC8SSI/AAAAAAAAAXM/QpT9N4afjoQ/s72-c/AStrangeSister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-3823546007474348430</id><published>2008-12-03T13:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:33:40.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Picture of Hollyleaf, Lionblaze, and Jaypaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/STbQ-0OHs4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/WBu0xChcf9g/s1600-h/hollyleaf,+lionblaze,+and+jaypaw.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275633791099450242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/STbQ-0OHs4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/WBu0xChcf9g/s400/hollyleaf,+lionblaze,+and+jaypaw.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-3823546007474348430?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/3823546007474348430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=3823546007474348430&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3823546007474348430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3823546007474348430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-picture-of-hollyleaf-lionblaze-and.html' title='My Picture of Hollyleaf, Lionblaze, and Jaypaw'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/STbQ-0OHs4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/WBu0xChcf9g/s72-c/hollyleaf,+lionblaze,+and+jaypaw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7354819926029783068</id><published>2008-12-01T13:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:09:14.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Insane</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello world and all who inhabit it! My mom over at Sunshine and Lemonade tagged me for a meme. Sort of. She uses random letter &lt;strong&gt;generator &lt;/strong&gt;to find me a random letter! So what is my letter, you ask? Can't you tell by the bolded word? Its &lt;strong&gt;"G"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;1: Graystripe- A character from the warriors series! He was captured by twolegs in either Dawn or Moonrise, and came back with his new mate, Millie, in The Sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Grovyle- My favorite pokemon! The reason is Pokemon Mystery Dungeon 2. He was my best friend from the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Girls Rule, Boys Drool- The title says it all : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: Gifts- Oh gifts! Destroying the wrapping paper, playing with it, then getting it brutally taken away by mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Goodbye- A song by Miley Cyrus. Great song, its on now. But if you took your time, you might be on "Breaking The Habit" by Linkin Park or "thnks fr th mmrs" by Fall out Boy. Maybe even "Sacrifice" a video game theme, AKA the last one on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:Greenleaf- The word used for summer in the warriors series. As you can see, I'm going absolutely insane with warriors. Did you know I'm on Outcast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Georgia Cyclone: My favorite ride at six flags over Georgia. A really fun, skull cracking wooden ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Google Searches: I pretty much use this to see how many awards my favorite artist won, how many inversions a roller coaster has, and song lyrics. And band history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: Grits casserole: My favorite food-- besides pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: Going completely and utterly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;INSANE!&lt;/span&gt; - YES! THE TITLE SAYS IT ALL... AGAIN!&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7354819926029783068?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7354819926029783068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7354819926029783068&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7354819926029783068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7354819926029783068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-insane.html' title='Going Insane'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-5172876222486300177</id><published>2008-11-25T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:01:00.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired by Pi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Welcome to the people from Blog around the World! I'm so glad you decided to come to my blog, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faboolas&lt;/span&gt; I Like Pi! So stay awhile! Comment, chat, and comment some more! Please? And do any of you have kids who are interested in blogging? That could comment, or chat? Because you must know that I'm 10 (soon to be 11). So, if you wanna read my story, here are the links.&lt;a href="http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/ibnyta-three-children-of-jynna-prolouge.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/ibnyta-three-children-of-jynna-prolouge.html"&gt;.:: Prolouge ::.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-signature.html"&gt;.:: Chapter 1- Ibnyta, Ibni for short ::.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-2-lucky-socks.html"&gt;.:: Chapter 2- Lucky Socks ::.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-3-prophecy.html"&gt;.:: Chapter 3- The Prophecy ::.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/11/chapter-4-breaking-in-and-blowing-up.html"&gt;.:: Chapter 4- Breaking in and Blowing up ::.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be adding links to the other chapters once I post them. And If you wanna read my unfinished story that had no plot, click the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/08/untitled-story-chapter-1.html"&gt;UNTITLED!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mozey. Read all my posts. Yes, Twilight fans are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-5172876222486300177?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/5172876222486300177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=5172876222486300177&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5172876222486300177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5172876222486300177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/11/inspired-by-pi.html' title='Inspired by Pi'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-3943071592619054314</id><published>2008-11-21T16:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:34:04.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Facts of the WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Did you know...&lt;/p&gt;In Utah it is illegal to cause a catastrophe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peanuts can be used in dynamite?&lt;/p&gt;Greece is the country that eats the most vegtables?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the California gold rush, people payed $100 for a glass of water?&lt;/p&gt;It is illegal to pretend your parents are rich in Washington?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pteronophobia  is  the  word  for  the  fear  of  being  tickled  by  feathers?&lt;/p&gt;Chewing gum called Chiclets are sometimes used as money if someone doesn't have enough spare change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Venezuela has more birds than Europe and North America combined?&lt;/p&gt;Did you know I didn't do any schoolwork until one fifteen because I was busy seeing "Twilight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-3943071592619054314?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/3943071592619054314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=3943071592619054314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3943071592619054314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3943071592619054314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/11/interesting-facts-of-world.html' title='Interesting Facts of the WORLD'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4465003131630934811</id><published>2008-11-19T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:47:15.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday: Bagel fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SSRRC6hjUFI/AAAAAAAAAW8/PSKSv5kCwDs/s1600-h/bagel+fun!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270426574441893970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SSRRC6hjUFI/AAAAAAAAAW8/PSKSv5kCwDs/s400/bagel+fun!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4465003131630934811?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4465003131630934811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4465003131630934811&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4465003131630934811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4465003131630934811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/11/wordless-wednesday-bagel-fun.html' title='Wordless Wednesday: Bagel fun!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SSRRC6hjUFI/AAAAAAAAAW8/PSKSv5kCwDs/s72-c/bagel+fun!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-3329543816824359374</id><published>2008-11-15T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:44:13.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar talks about her obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello my few readers (Squirtle, Silversong,Nina, Lula, Rhea,and Hot Tub Lizzie), I am here to tell you about my favorite book series. Sorry Lula, it's not Twilight. It's....Warriors! They are the most fantastical, awesome, -insert complementary adjective here-, books ever! There are a total of three series so far, but I've only read eleven of the 16 they have. The main idea for all 16 is that there are four clans of cats living in the forest. The names of the clans are ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan (Squirtle's favorite), and ShadowClan. They all have special attributes. For example, RiverClan cats don't mind the water and learn how to fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first series is about an ordinary kittypet (house cat) who joins ThunderClan. Rusty, the kittypet traines as an apprentice and gains the name Firepaw. Later he becomes a warrior, name Fireheart. In the last book (my personal favorite) he becomes leader, Firestar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267822172314113090" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 100px; height: 149px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SRsQWwi1lEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/nGcqqJ5ft2Q/s400/An+hour+of+darkness.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;(This is my favorite book in the 1st series... but the last also... so sad ;_;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second series is about four cats (Brambleclaw, Tawnypelt, Feathertail, and Crowpaw) who get chosen to make a journey to the sun-drown place. But it ends up being a party of 6, when Feathertail's brother Stormfur and Squirrelpaw, a curious ThunderClan apprentice tag along. They end up leading the clans to a new place to live, when their forest is destroyed by Twolegs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268634008307819874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 82px; height: 125px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SR3yt1S65WI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ywDbUjSWmwk/s400/twilight+warriors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(This is my favorite book in the 2nd series so far... still have 1 to go...)&lt;/p&gt;I have yet to expereance the joys of series 3... but Silversong, Squirtle, and Pichu all say it's good. Well that's all I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-3329543816824359374?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/3329543816824359374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=3329543816824359374&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3329543816824359374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3329543816824359374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/11/sugar-talks-about-her-obsession.html' title='Sugar talks about her obsession'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SRsQWwi1lEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/nGcqqJ5ft2Q/s72-c/An+hour+of+darkness.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7601168120368182177</id><published>2008-11-12T08:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:27:15.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm... Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SRrZrUEx2_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/yiCUGfNrbIo/s1600-h/Pie....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267762052309572594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SRrZrUEx2_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/yiCUGfNrbIo/s400/Pie....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7601168120368182177?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7601168120368182177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7601168120368182177&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7601168120368182177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7601168120368182177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/11/mmm-pie.html' title='Mmm... Pie'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SRrZrUEx2_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/yiCUGfNrbIo/s72-c/Pie....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-5265360685811609021</id><published>2008-11-10T09:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:46:52.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.:: Chapter 4: Breaking in and Blowing up ::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;.:: Chapter 4: Breaking in and Blowing up ::.&lt;br /&gt;Three days have passed since our confinement to this small apartment building. Tiffany stocked up on food, and Pilate must have gotten out some spare annoying-ness, because he's been more annoying than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading and thinking about this suckish life when Tiffany called us for dinner. Pilate was busy complaining about not being able to fly around in the apartment, but Tiffany took no notice. I looked down. It wasn't much, just some tomato soup. That's all we had these days. Soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I was about to slurp up the remains of the oh-so delicious soup, I heard a noise by the window facing an alley. I walked up to it, to see if Tiffany's window plants had mutated, when I saw a dark shadow. It whispered my name. &lt;i&gt; Annabelle. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shivered, and closed the window. But as I turned around, I saw large steak knives dancing around in the air. Some sort of black air was swirling them, so I took a crack at guessing. Entony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; That’s right, &lt;/i&gt; the air seemed to say. The knives swerved towards me, gleaming in the kitchen’s light. So I did the first thing that came to mind: I blew up the sink. The water pounded the knives, and they dropped to the floor. Tiff got some of her pink steak knives and had them battle the regular ones, as Pilate and I shot a ray of crystals and sapphires at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the steak knives faded into the shadows as the three of us stared. “You have done well fighting off my black magic,” a vaguely familiar voice said to us. Then the person the voice belonged to stepped out of the shadows and into the light. Entony.  My guess was correct. I wish it wasn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before thinking, I blew up the dish washer, because I had blown up the sink already. But I had gotten to close, so Entony grabbed my leg. His touch sent bad energy, sort of painful energy through me. I grabbed my head in pain, and he seized the moment to throw me. Then all was silent.&lt;br /&gt;.::.::.::.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-5265360685811609021?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/5265360685811609021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=5265360685811609021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5265360685811609021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5265360685811609021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/11/chapter-4-breaking-in-and-blowing-up.html' title='.:: Chapter 4: Breaking in and Blowing up ::.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-1662554034317681760</id><published>2008-11-06T09:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:03:19.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tale of Jet Parker and Ashley</title><content type='html'>Jet Parker worked at an avalanche rescue facility. He was born on the top of Mt. Jakli, a mysterious mountain in the middle of Asia that lost travelers wandered onto. The mountain had constant avalanches, so his parents rescued them. He went on rescue missions with his father just at three weeks, and thought the work there was too easy.&lt;br /&gt;            On his 2nd birthday, Jet found a white wolf on the mountain that swam all the way from Canada. Jet took her to his parent’s rescue facility, and they nursed her to health. He called the wolf Ashley, and they were partners through and through.&lt;br /&gt;            When they were about 6, Jet and Ashley became huge and fast. They could travel from Fuji to Everest in less than a millisecond, and that was just their walking. This was used to their advantage for rescues, and things around the facility.&lt;br /&gt;            Jet and Ashley continued to grow, so the facility had to grow with them. It doubled, tripled, quadrupled, and ouctuppled. Along with this, they got faster and stronger. They could rescue people faster than lightning, and lightning is pretty fast. Although Jet though this as a noble deed, he still wanted to know the mystery of this Mt. Jakli.&lt;br /&gt;            One day, as he was rescuing a young looking couple, he heard someone whisper, “Psst! Jet Parker!” Jet immediately threw the couple towards the facility, and hoped that they landed there instead of flying over the whole world three times and landing behind him like he had done a few years ago. Ashley barked at him, obviously annoyed as they walked to the noise, through the avalanche. To Ashley and Jet, this avalanche was like a small, shallow, creek that someone would wade in.&lt;br /&gt;            They found out it was a little man, standing in front of a little cave. He wore nothing but a cloth around his waist. “Ah, Jet,” he said, wearing a smile on his wrinkled face. “I have lived for one thousand long years, but never have seen anything like you!” Jet looked confused. He didn’t know if he should believe the little man, or think that he was crazy and got a hold of a beer somewhere out here.&lt;br /&gt;            Before he could make up his mind, the little old man continued, “Allow me to explain, for I see you are confused. I am Alex Bob, the creator of Mt. Jakli. The name doesn’t speak it, but I’m a sorcerer.”&lt;br /&gt;            Now Jet was sure that this man was going crazy. Who had ever heard of a one thousand-year-old sorcerer named Alex Bob? Jet had no idea if he should rip him up with Ashley, or let him speak more before ripping him up.&lt;br /&gt;            Jet let him live for now, as Alex Bob continued, “I can guess that you are wondering how Mt. Jakli came to be. The secret, my dear boy, is in the mountain cave. But alas, you are too large to fit in.”&lt;br /&gt;            “Why can’t you just tell me?” asked Jet, getting annoyed. Ashley let out a low growl signifying that she didn’t trust the Alex Bob sorcerer man.&lt;br /&gt;            “It is a magic concealed inside the cave preventing me from telling anyone the secret. But, if you can rescue someone from the largest avalanche ever, I could give you a temporary shrinking potion so you could find out the secret within.”&lt;br /&gt;            Jet was shocked. He doesn’t believe that I can rescue someone from the largest avalanche ever? Thought Jet in anger. I can!&lt;br /&gt;            “I accept your challenge,” said Jet. “But don’t worry; I won’t be but a second.”&lt;br /&gt;            Alex Bob snickered and asked Jet to get his parents. He was already holding his mom and dad in his arms. But Alex Bob snatched them away and strapped them on a small table, then pushed them to the middle of the mountain, walked into his cave, and screamed, “AVALANCHE!”&lt;br /&gt;            The next second, snow tumbled down the mountain; they were a good ways down, but it was coming down fast. Jet looked up to see if the facility was OK, but it was coming down with the avalanche. He quickly ripped the straps off his parents and put them on Ashley’s back.&lt;br /&gt;            “Take them to Puerto Rico where they can start a new life and be happy,” Jet said. Faster than lightning, Ashley took off. Jet shed a small tear before realizing that the facility was about to crash into him. Stunned by shock, he stood there while his birthplace killed him like a bug.&lt;br /&gt;            Alex Bob cackled, and went off into his mountain cave. Meanwhile, Ashley came from Puerto Rico to check on Jet. But when she got to Mt. Jakli, she found her beloved partner Jet dead on the snow. Weeping for her lost loved one, she killed half the population of China. The End.     &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-1662554034317681760?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/1662554034317681760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=1662554034317681760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1662554034317681760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1662554034317681760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/11/tale-of-jet-parker-and-ashley.html' title='The Tale of Jet Parker and Ashley'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8568250377393427261</id><published>2008-10-28T14:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:21:04.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.:: Chapter 3: The Prophecy ::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;.:: Chapter 3: The Prophecy ::.&lt;br /&gt;           A woman with a dark purple robe and long pale blond hair walked onto the podium. She didn’t look very old, maybe in her mid 20’s. Her pale purple eyes were wandering the room for a minuet, until she locked eyes with Tiffany and nodded. Tiff shook her head no, but the woman mouthed the word “yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           “Hello Ibnyta. I am Sayer the Ximin, and I bring news about the Black Ibnyta. Entony plans an ambush on us, a very unusual one. He only plans to attack one family, and that is the Jynna family.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I looked up at Sayer in horror, sweating rapidly. I peeped at Pilate, and he was doing the same. &lt;i&gt; So this is what Tiff and Sayer were nodding and mouthing about &lt;/i&gt; I thought in horror. Horror was all I felt. Just plain horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           “You shouldn’t leave your house for a while, so the mortals don’t find out about us,” Sayer continued. “Entony will strike as soon as possible, because of a prophecy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           “What is that prophecy?” I asked. I hoped that it had nothing to do with me, Tiff, or Pilate dying. OK, scratch Pilate off that list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           “Three children of Jynna shall be born&lt;br /&gt;No similarities between them will be worn&lt;br /&gt;The death of them shall be seaked&lt;br /&gt;But word of this shall soon be leaked&lt;br /&gt;The family will know of your coming&lt;br /&gt;For soon they shall begin their running&lt;br /&gt;The combination that can't be beat&lt;br /&gt;Will leave the darkness king in defeat”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I breathed a sigh of relief that it mentioned nothing of dying. Pilate’s reaction was to hoot about killing Entony, which I have to admit, would be pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           “Do not cry tears of joy just yet. I told Entony this twenty five years ago, and he has tried to alter the flow of time. He has succeeded, but it was just small toying. His goal was to stop you from being born, but I’m guessing that he altered the battle you will have with him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           My heart jumped into my throat. &lt;i&gt; His goal was to stop you from being born. &lt;/i&gt; That small segment repeated in my mind. &lt;i&gt; What if it happened? &lt;/i&gt; I thought, desperately trying to cling to the last bit of sanity inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           The rest of the meeting passed us by. Sayer said things about how healthy the Ximin are, and when the next Ibni will die, lame stuff like that. After a while, I dozed off, and was woken about an hour later on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;i&gt; They must have carried me &lt;/i&gt; I thought groggily. When the three of us got home, all I could think of was that stupid prophecy, and Entony messing with the time stream. About being in total lockdown, and how this would affect everything. Life sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8568250377393427261?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8568250377393427261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8568250377393427261&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8568250377393427261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8568250377393427261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-3-prophecy.html' title='.:: Chapter 3: The Prophecy ::.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4448107039614797975</id><published>2008-10-27T12:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:07:21.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random question asking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life is Pie-O-Licious! Hello people, welcome to I LIKE PI! Today, I will be asking you a bunch of random questions.&lt;/p&gt;1: What is your favorite one of my posts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: I have every time we touch on my playlist, slow and regular version. Which do you like better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: What is your favorite kind of pie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: So far, who do you like best in Ibnyta: Three Children of Jynna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: What is something weird you always wanted to do as a little kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: What gameshow/reality TV show do you want to be on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:Which one of my friends on here sounds most interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: What is your favorite of these smileys: xD =') :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: Do you like the Silversong quote "Happy fluffy bunnysquirrels!"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: Which latin sentence do you like better: te necabo! (I will kill you!) or puellae pueros libro necunt (the girls kill the boys with a book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4448107039614797975?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4448107039614797975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4448107039614797975&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4448107039614797975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4448107039614797975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-random-queston-asking.html' title='Some random question asking'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4952843629965866946</id><published>2008-10-26T19:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:48:58.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.:: Chapter 2: Lucky Socks ::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; .:: Chapter 2: Lucky Socks ::.&lt;br /&gt;I felt kind like I was sticking out on the way to the meeting. Why? Tiff isn't old enough to drive yet, so we take the bus or subway everywhere. Today, we took the bus. Who takes a bus in the middle of suburban Georgia and wears &lt;i&gt; formal dresses? &lt;/i&gt; Not normal people. &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Well, since our small family is anything  but  normal, it's us that get put on someone's blog, in their journal, or in the newspaper. Yes, we're that weird. I wonder how many people are staring at me in my formal blue gown, Tiffany in her sparkly red one with the sparkly heels, or Pilate in his tux...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the bus dropped us off at Stone Mountain, our Georgian attraction, we went to the top. Sorta. I made a trail of water and surfed up the mountain, Pilate flew, and Tiffany just poofed to the top. Then we scanned the mountain top until we saw it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany pointed to the small swirling blue void. She touched it, and instantly she fell in. Pilate and I did the same, falling into that starry blue void. It feels like flying, not falling into infinite blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time we were in; great, Jameson’s place. Did he live in a sock? It sure reeked of sock and it looked like a fuzzy room. Jameson was Diadra, the leader's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each meeting was held in someone's personal object. Jimson was big on sports, so his personal object was one of his lucky socks. Eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about ten minuets, Diadra saw that everyone was present, so she started talking. At first it was just droning on about how the leaders had been well and protected, and she had apologized for the horrid place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, Diadra said something important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Entony and the Black Ibnyta have been getting stronger every day. Sayer the Ximin has come here to tell us more.”&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.::.::.::.&lt;br /&gt;I know it was kind of short, but in chapter 3 it hits them! That’s all the hint I’ll give out now. Cia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4952843629965866946?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4952843629965866946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4952843629965866946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4952843629965866946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4952843629965866946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-2-lucky-socks.html' title='.:: Chapter 2: Lucky Socks ::.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8713946961451105999</id><published>2008-10-21T11:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:22:54.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Gather 'Roud The Campfire and Sing our Campfire Song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh bloggoverse… guess whose back….. It’s SUGAR! I’ve been lazy with the posting as usual… but today I will tell you about camping with my Girl Scout troop! We went to Camp Timber Ridge, which was a Girl Scout campsite (of course)! Pikachu (who is in fact in my troop!) and I stayed in a platform tent together. There were 3 inhabited tents (not including our leader and a girl’s mom) but, I am too lazy to give everyone nicknames. So I will just leave it to Pikachu and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to cook our own foods, AND LIGHT FIRES A LOT LATER THAN THE TROOP LEADER SAID TO! Whatever shall we do with her? Anyway, here is our eatery schedule:&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: Eggs in a bag, and biscuits&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Chicken that we lighted the fire TOO EARLY FOR! It took 3 hours to make!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: Pancakes in a bag and fruit salad&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: More sandwiches! At the abandon campsite!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Campfire stew! It is made of meat, meat broth, tomatoes, rice, corn, peas, green beans, lima beans, and carrots. THIS ALSO TOOK 3 HOURS TO MAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: Cereal&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Sandwiches! YAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there to repair an abandon campsite called Trailing Waters. On Saturday we repaired the fire ring. Everyone had to smooth everything out! It was an exhausting hour and a half. Mleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, the 7 of us looked at 6 Adirondacks while another looked at the pavilion. Pikachu and I were sharing two, and there were lots of roof rips due to trees/branches. In the end, ours had these problems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259641685663692498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SP4APw_SNtI/AAAAAAAAAQw/KKLiNhGKVoY/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259641683072311282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SP4APnVc3_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/hoW7gyQdFzg/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259641673730662610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SP4APEiOoNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/sewol_llEig/s400/000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did draw a pie on my assessment sheet. This is just the one I was in charge of. You people should see Pikahcu’s! I was #4 and Pikachu was #5. Byeeeeee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8713946961451105999?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8713946961451105999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8713946961451105999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8713946961451105999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8713946961451105999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-gather-roud-campfire-and-sing-our.html' title='Let&apos;s Gather &apos;Roud The Campfire and Sing our Campfire Song...'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SP4APw_SNtI/AAAAAAAAAQw/KKLiNhGKVoY/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4787414005700565536</id><published>2008-10-10T15:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:23:36.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar's Top 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello people of earth and Mars! I bring to you a few lists of things I like! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 10 Songs of Today: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10: Violet Hill~ Coldplay &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9: Viva La Vida~ Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;8: Home~ Daughtry&lt;br /&gt;7: That’s What you Get~ Paramore&lt;br /&gt;6: Skater Boy~ Avril Lavinge&lt;br /&gt;5: These Four Walls~ Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;4: Time of my Life~ David Cook&lt;br /&gt;3: Every Time we Touch~ Cascada&lt;br /&gt;2: Bad Boy~ Cascada&lt;br /&gt;1: DUN DUN DUN… FREE~ BOYS LIKE GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 10 Pokemon of Today:&lt;br /&gt;10: Aipom&lt;br /&gt;9: Skitty&lt;br /&gt;8: Buneary&lt;br /&gt;7: Glaceon&lt;br /&gt;6: Empoleon&lt;br /&gt;5: Umbreon&lt;br /&gt;4: Roserade&lt;br /&gt;3: Cyndaquil&lt;br /&gt;2: Piplup&lt;br /&gt;1: Grovyle &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 5 Quotes of the Day (because I’m too lazy to have a top 10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5: "They’re supposed to say on the thunderpath! It’s not fair!"~ Feathertail, Midnight by Erin Hunter&lt;br /&gt;4: Squidward~ "This sweater is kind of itchy. What’s it made of?"&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob~ "Eyelashes!"~ SpongeBob and Squidward, SpongeBob Squarepants&lt;br /&gt;3 "So my laugh box isn’t broken and it was a cruel lie that sent me into spiraling depression?"~ SpongeBob, SpongeBob Squarepants&lt;br /&gt;2: "Bramblepaw, you great lump!"~ Firestar, Firestar’s Quest&lt;br /&gt;1: "Don’t worry Grovyle. I can still visit you in my dreams"… and in the themesong~ ME!&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4787414005700565536?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4787414005700565536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4787414005700565536&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4787414005700565536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4787414005700565536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/sugars-top-10.html' title='Sugar&apos;s Top 10'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-5386263447236233818</id><published>2008-10-08T12:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:37:58.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday: Firestar and Graystripe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOz94CiihyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMTWpbLUoMs/s1600-h/FIAHSTAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254854004430767906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOz94CiihyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMTWpbLUoMs/s400/FIAHSTAR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOz94NWuPfI/AAAAAAAAAQY/aVPzW9sxBqs/s1600-h/graystrihap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254854007333993970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOz94NWuPfI/AAAAAAAAAQY/aVPzW9sxBqs/s400/graystrihap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-5386263447236233818?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/5386263447236233818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=5386263447236233818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5386263447236233818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5386263447236233818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/wordless-wednesday-firestar-and.html' title='Wordless Wednesday: Firestar and Graystripe'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOz94CiihyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMTWpbLUoMs/s72-c/FIAHSTAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-2189195722525865148</id><published>2008-10-06T14:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:46:25.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Festival of Greece (but mostly their food)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday me and mom and dad went to the Greek festival! It was really fun, but if you plan to go there, go with an empty stomach, and get there early for the lamb. Why? It's mostly a festival of the foodsies you can get there! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We came at about twelve or one, and I had a &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;full stomach. I ate Greek pasta, &lt;s&gt;Porto Rico &lt;/s&gt;spanakoapita (spinch pie!!!!!!!) and a great roll! Dad had a combination plate, which was... alot. Chicken lathorigano, souvlaki, pastitsio, spanakopita, rice pilaf, Greek-style peas (yuck), Greek salad, and a roll. Mom got a Gyro sandwich, which is like a cheese steak with no cheese. If only it had cheese...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, we went into the Greek church, and used the Greek bathroom (oh so Greek!). Then we wandered into the room with the huget mosaics. They were all over the walls, and there was a huge one on the ceiling. Then, me and mom discussed Edward Cullen. Yes, he is very Greek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, we went to buy pastries. I got something that tasted like it had honey on it, and was crunchy. Mmm! Dad got something covered in almonds. I am not a nut person, although I am nuts =') &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, does this post make you want lamb? I didn't get any, because everyone ate some. Oh well, next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-2189195722525865148?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/2189195722525865148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=2189195722525865148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2189195722525865148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2189195722525865148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/festival-of-greece-but-mostly-their.html' title='The Festival of Greece (but mostly their food)'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8772541534538036419</id><published>2008-10-03T14:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:17:42.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;.:: Chapter 1: Ibnyta, Ibni for short ::.&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Annabelle Jynna. I may look like an ordinary girl, but I’m just the opposite. I am one of the Ibnyta, or the Ibni for short. Each of us has two special powers to control, and a gem to control with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My powers are water and space, and my special gem is sapphire. The other two living members of my family are Ibni too. First there’s Tiffany, the legal guardian of our family. She has fire, magic, and her gem is opal. Then there’s my annoying twin Pilate. He has earth and sky, and his gem is an aqua colored crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a handful of Ibni have space, magic, and sky. We were lucky ones who didn’t live three hundred years ago. Back then, if you had one of the rare powers you were considered a witch. Nowadays, you’re special if you have these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Annabelle!” called Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trudged to the kitchen hoping for not yet another Ibni council meeting. The meetings are to discuss things that can put us Ibni in potential danger, like the Black Ibnyta. The Black Ibnyta are not like the regular Ibni, and are evil. Here are the reasons I hate them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the only power they control is darkness, and black gems, and that represents evil. Second, they are evil(duh). And third, they cause council meetings which I have to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Great Ibni, is this &lt;i&gt;another &lt;/i&gt;council meeting? The last one was only two days ago,” I complained realizing that there was a meeting because Tiffany was dressed formally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without waiting for a response, I trudged back to my room. I found my silky, spaghetti strapped blue dress with the flowy bottom half. After getting dressed, I pinned my deep brown hair in a bun, and admired myself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, out of the blue, the twin terror crashes through the window. It startled me so much, that the sink blew up with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why did you do that to my room?!?” I asked, horrified at what it looked like. If you were to walk in just now, you would see a boy with messy black hair on a bed with flower print, water leaking out of the wall, and a whole lot of broken glass on the floor. A pretty sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sighed and kicked Pilate out. Literally, kicked him. After that, I used the water from the wall and slid it out of the room and onto the heads of the citizens under our high apartment. I repaired the window with sapphires, so that—oh wait, these aren’t diamonds. After the hoop earings were securely in my ears, I went to Tiffany, telling her I was ready to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.::.::.::.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, who was who in our game? I'll tell you:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me- Annabelle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pichu- Tiffany&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;War- Pilate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8772541534538036419?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8772541534538036419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8772541534538036419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8772541534538036419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8772541534538036419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-signature.html' title=''/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-9148502250528114058</id><published>2008-10-02T08:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:04:49.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.:: Ibnyta: Three Children of Jynna: Prolouge ::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;.:: Prolouge ::.&lt;br /&gt;A dark haired man was sitting on a throne of some sort. It was made of skulls, the victims of his terrible reign. He had black hair, and a black goatee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small man with a hood over his face came up to the man and said, "Sayer has delivered a prophecy for you, King Entony."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king walked out of the room silently, as if he had no feet. As he came outside, a woman dressed in a purple robe greeted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you want now, you anoying Ximin," said Entony, his voice filled with disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Ximin have been getting more powerful every day, I inform you. The black Ibnyta will not live for much longer," she said, her soft velvety voice echoed off the walls of the castle, calling things of color to stay for a moment of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Black Ibnyta have taken over this world. They can take over the Ximin, the Ibnyta, and all the rest of the world too. Now all I want is my prophecy," groaned Entony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK, and you deserve this one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Three children of Jynna shall be born&lt;br /&gt;No similarities between them will be worn&lt;br /&gt;The death of them shall be seeked&lt;br /&gt;But word of this shall soon be leaked&lt;br /&gt;The family will know of your coming&lt;br /&gt;For soon they shall begin their running&lt;br /&gt;The combination that can't be beat&lt;br /&gt;Will leave the darkness king in defeat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entony stared at Sayer in horror. "This prophecy will never become true! I will seek the deaths of these children, and their birthgivers too! I swear it upon the Black Ibnyta!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have spoken the true word. Now this 'anoying Ximin' will go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a cloud of smoke enveloped Sayer, and she left the scene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.::.::.::.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you like it? I decided to give up my last story, because I had big writer's block, and I have experienced this one. Me, Pichu, and War played this. I'll tell you who everyone is in the next chappie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-9148502250528114058?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/9148502250528114058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=9148502250528114058&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/9148502250528114058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/9148502250528114058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/ibnyta-three-children-of-jynna-prolouge.html' title='.:: Ibnyta: Three Children of Jynna: Prolouge ::.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-1324440360890663486</id><published>2008-10-01T16:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:27:29.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fuzzy Wordless Wednsday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOPdJsocqZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VoT8YbCqM2Q/s1600-h/aww!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252284749113502098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOPdJsocqZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VoT8YbCqM2Q/s400/aww!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-1324440360890663486?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/1324440360890663486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=1324440360890663486&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1324440360890663486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1324440360890663486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/10/fuzzy-wordless-wednsday.html' title='A Fuzzy Wordless Wednsday'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOPdJsocqZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VoT8YbCqM2Q/s72-c/aww!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4552340267596260775</id><published>2008-09-29T10:15:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:23:22.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan Fest (with parenthesis!)</title><content type='html'>Hello people of earth and Mars! If you are one to look at my title, you know that this post will be about the Japan fest! I went with mom, dad, Teddiursa, and Pikachu's little sister, Terror (OK, maybe Pikachu Jr.). We got there and got our tickets, and I was jealous of Pikachu Jr. for having a blue one while the rest of us get the duds (AKA, red ones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, we all went to take a picture with a giant blow up cat. But because taking a picture is just no fun, I pretended to slice the cat's head off. But I was unsuccessful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251513527242762994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOEfurR2qvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/G7B2BtZbFE4/s400/kitten+to+die.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The second thing we did was to go look at the banzai trees. They looked so cool! People wrapped wire around the branches, causing them to grow funky. Again, very cool! They could also make them grow on rocks! I liked the mini banzais the best, they were very cute! What, a tree can't be cute?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251513528736330642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOEfuw18s5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/tjuU-92hFTM/s400/banzai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Once that was done, we went to wait in line for the children's area. Mom took me over to look at the rice paper while Pikachu Jr. and Teddiursa sat down and... I don't know what they did exactly. But anyway, the rice paper was beautiful! There was a scene where the sky was purple, and there were golden tree branches everywhere. The birds flying around on the paper were sage, gold and they had some red.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251513545670478578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOEfvv7XSvI/AAAAAAAAAPw/rWtPZJp7EMQ/s400/yummy+paper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the rice paper heaven, the children's area was open! It was all crafts, with Japanese music playing (in Japanese!). I made a lanturn that was all blue, and a fish stick. OK, it was a wooden stick with three paper fish on it. But the opportunity was &lt;i&gt;right there! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251513540819582642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOEfvd20frI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dnIHt4qOyZs/s400/lamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When we finished that, the five of us went to the food court. I got shrimp tempura over noodles, and Teddiursa got green tea ice cream. We learned alot of things in the food court. We learned that the noodles from Japan are thick, that shrimp tempura is &lt;b&gt;really &lt;/b&gt;good, and that a traditional Japanesse snack/lunch is Lay's sour cream and onion chips and diet coke.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251513528731202242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOEfuw0ucsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-Al_Mn3SLm4/s400/thick+noodles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After that, we began wandering around looking at stuff. We saw people doing kung fu (or something like that). They showed us how to do it in slow mo, so we could understand what they were doing. They attacked each other with sticks, and with spiky wrist thingys. They also did self defence sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once three to five fights were over, we moved on. We each got a pokemon mask. Teddiursa got a Plussle&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251463722621389618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SODybqmyyzI/AAAAAAAAAPA/RyyhiaznY_8/s400/CUTE!!!!!.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And Pikachu Jr. and me (bad grammar intended) got Piplup mask (remember Bubble?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251463723782084354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SODybu7hlwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xvJrjYI_O4Q/s400/piplup.png" border="0" /&gt;We then got our names written in Japanese. They look so pretty! Then we headed out. Imagine this taking 3 (glorious) hours. Bye bye!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251513775644144402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOEf9IpW8xI/AAAAAAAAAP4/C44A82fdHqU/s400/my+name.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4552340267596260775?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4552340267596260775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4552340267596260775&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4552340267596260775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4552340267596260775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/japan-fest-with-parenthesis.html' title='Japan Fest (with parenthesis!)'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SOEfurR2qvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/G7B2BtZbFE4/s72-c/kitten+to+die.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-5534406982271699867</id><published>2008-09-24T13:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:05:44.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not David Cookie, David  the  Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SNpzTIuR7ZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ytdbu40aLi8/s1600-h/big+cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249635088250039698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SNpzTIuR7ZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ytdbu40aLi8/s400/big+cookie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-5534406982271699867?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/5534406982271699867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=5534406982271699867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5534406982271699867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5534406982271699867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-david-cookie-david-cookie.html' title='Not David Cookie, David &lt;i&gt; the &lt;/i&gt; Cookie'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SNpzTIuR7ZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ytdbu40aLi8/s72-c/big+cookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-1963733507096176095</id><published>2008-09-22T10:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:11:33.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coasters and Other Rides</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello Bloggers around the world! I am here today to tell you about rollar coasters and other rides that I've been on before. Now here is our first contestant, the GEORGIA CYCLONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248851755090732786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SNeq3JTeZvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/5mLday-9lmU/s400/georgia+cyclone.gif" border="0" /&gt; This is probably the bumpiest ride at six flags over Georgia! I have bumped my head on this about one trillion bilion milion thousand hundred eleven times. OK, not that many times, but you get my idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next ride on the scene is: The Twilight Zone Tower Of Terror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248852475752269602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SNerhF-kxyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zkLoEhKaO-E/s400/Terror+Tower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I've been on this one 14 times! I can also explain every little detail. OK, so obviously you wait in line. When you get inside, you and a bunch of people you don't know (or possibly you do know all these people) cram into a room to watch a 5 minute movie. Then-- more lines! There are three elevators to choose from, but there's no difference. Once you get into the elevator, you go up and see blue holograms. They crack and you go up some more (yay!). Then the elevator stops, and goes forward. You see a floating eye, and some other stuff. Then you get to a point where you either go up, or drop. The dropping number is random, but is also so fun! Me and Dad and Teddiursa rode this 11 times in one night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our next ride is: Test Track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248854947150242386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SNetw8pxIlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bSfv15wDKpc/s400/test+track.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the bob family, where everyone is named bob. I've ridden this thing 4 times in a row without stopping MAN! It is my favorite ride in Disney World! And yes, I laugh maniacally on this ride. What? It's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-1963733507096176095?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/1963733507096176095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=1963733507096176095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1963733507096176095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1963733507096176095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/roller-coasters-and-other-rides.html' title='Roller Coasters and Other Rides'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SNeq3JTeZvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/5mLday-9lmU/s72-c/georgia+cyclone.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8936059997911811937</id><published>2008-09-19T13:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T11:27:04.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas: It ate the no longer existing state of Barlentolli</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello, and this is where I insert my name that you know, but you know my name. I had another writing assignment on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, and this is my final draft of randomness. Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;, there's stuff about lots of food :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hamburger won the fast food long jump.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody got hurt in the science lab explosion.&lt;br /&gt;Texas ate the no longer existing state, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Barlentolli&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Harry got eaten by a lion.&lt;br /&gt;You must get me a kitten.&lt;br /&gt;The Boston Tea Party happened during the American Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;My friends do not exist happily.&lt;br /&gt;Hope got mad at jealousy for stealing her one true love.&lt;br /&gt;Gary and I learned that metal blows up in the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness wiped out sadness in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soy beans!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8936059997911811937?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8936059997911811937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8936059997911811937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8936059997911811937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8936059997911811937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/texas-it-ate-no-longer-existing-state.html' title='Texas: It ate the no longer existing state of Barlentolli'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-982830894491952093</id><published>2008-09-16T10:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:33:46.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Georgia Cyclone-- And All the Drama That Comes With</title><content type='html'>Hello! I thought you'd like to see my writing assignment. No? TOO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite ride at 6 Flags over Georgia is the Georgia Cyclone. The first time I rode it was with my dad. We got into the car, and it pulled around a small turn. As we went up the hill, I got a sick feeling of regret in the pit of my stomach. We went down the hill, and I bumped my head a lot thanks to the extreme bumpiness. There were a lot of sharp turns and hills, but all in all it was extremely fun. We went on it twice in a row because barely anybody was in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later, I came back to Six Flags with one of my best friends named Pikachu. Because there was three of us, Pikachu and I had to ride in a separate car from dad. When we got off, we expected to see dad boarding because the other cart was broken. But it wasn’t there! Pikachu and I started freaking out, but then dad came in the cart that was out of order. We didn’t know why it didn’t start boarding until now, but we just went with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth time riding it, the three of us went with my little sister Teddiursa for her first time on the ride. We went on, and Teddiursa said she was scared just at the hill climb. Afterward, she said she hated it because it was too bumpy and too fast. I have to admit, the bumpiness hurts you head a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ride with Madalyn, her and dad stayed at a table near a place the sold burgers and hot dogs. Pikachu and I agreed to ride it together with no adult. The line wasn’t very long because it was later in the day. Pikachu devised a plan to lean our heads foreword so not to get bumped. But after seeing the sign that said “Keep you heads on the headrest” I got an idea. It turns out that if you force your head to stay on the headrest, you don’t bump it as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you can tell that alot of my friends like pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teddiursa&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246632783867753698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SM_IuBVbNOI/AAAAAAAAANY/TZZzXKzU_1Y/s400/teddiursa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Squirtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246632783775283058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SM_IuA_YN3I/AAAAAAAAANg/-BjpFHuB7Hs/s400/squirtle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pichu&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246632789848221650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SM_IuXnR59I/AAAAAAAAANo/qT21uZgB4vw/s400/happy+pichu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pikachu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246632787919110386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SM_IuQbWAPI/AAAAAAAAANw/cE-3uEvzKIY/s400/lollipop+pikachu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My love...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246632796795001586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SM_IuxfhWvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Wkpggnz6m3s/s400/my+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oops, too carried away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-982830894491952093?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/982830894491952093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=982830894491952093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/982830894491952093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/982830894491952093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/georgia-cyclone-and-all-drama-that.html' title='The Georgia Cyclone-- And All the Drama That Comes With'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SM_IuBVbNOI/AAAAAAAAANY/TZZzXKzU_1Y/s72-c/teddiursa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7989895640950253395</id><published>2008-09-11T09:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:07:02.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Explorers of Time! Part 4.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OK, so you've waited for us to come back. Me and Quil's adventure takes off again! Now, here we go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, so me and Quil have done some pretty hard work lately. So one day, after the morning breifings, Chattot comes up to us and says, "You two have done some pretty hard work lately. So Guildmaster has ordered you two to go to Waterfall cave and investigate there."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So me and Quil make our way to the cave. When we get there, all we see is a waterfall. Quil goes up to the water and touches it, and gets hurt. Then I go touch it and!.... get hurt too. But then it happens again. I get another dizzy spell. The white line comes back (oh the agony!) and I see this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is a dark shadow of a pokemon. He looks around, then jumps into our painful waterfall. Then, the vision ends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tell Quil about it, and he doesn't want to at first. But, in the end, we jump in. There is a cave behind the waterfall, full of water types JUST LIKE ME! So, we go into the dungeon, and beat them up! Then we reach the end of the cave. There is a HUGE gem in the back, which Quil tries to move. Then he fails. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I try, but instead of the giant gem moving, I get another dizzy spell... woo hoo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw that same dark shadow, and he pushes the gem. Then, a giant tidal wave swoops him up. Then, the dim-- ends. MWAHAHAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I cound warn him, Quil pushes the gem in. Then we get swooped up by the tidal wave, and get washed a long way away, to the hot spring. When we get back, we tell Chattot about the cave. But then, I realize that the outline looks like Wiglytuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We tell Chattot, and he goes to ask Wigglytuff if he's been there before. Then Chattot repeats what Wigglytuff says.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Memories... oh memories! YOOM TAH!" (Yoom Tah is Wigglytuff's catch phrase). And that is the end of our part. How sad. But, here is Wigglutuff and Chattot's picture.&lt;/p&gt;Yes, this big pink thing is a man. And kinda weird....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243651770879055522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SMUxgOkYFqI/AAAAAAAAANI/MovCkEKyhdY/s400/wiglytuff.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is Chattot, AKA nag. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243651770846587618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SMUxgOcoquI/AAAAAAAAANA/hK-0KtL80lo/s400/the+nag.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Well, I'm off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7989895640950253395?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7989895640950253395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7989895640950253395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7989895640950253395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7989895640950253395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/explorers-of-time-part-4.html' title='Explorers of Time! Part 4.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SMUxgOkYFqI/AAAAAAAAANI/MovCkEKyhdY/s72-c/wiglytuff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-978284025237058810</id><published>2008-09-10T22:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:03:20.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar's Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SMh8XO60aYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/IbqPp_ua0QM/s1600-h/david_cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244578504656578946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SMh8XO60aYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/IbqPp_ua0QM/s400/david_cook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-978284025237058810?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/978284025237058810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=978284025237058810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/978284025237058810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/978284025237058810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/sugars-cookie.html' title='Sugar&apos;s Cookie'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SMh8XO60aYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/IbqPp_ua0QM/s72-c/david_cook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8503343954819439483</id><published>2008-09-04T08:34:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:13:43.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Explorers of Time! Part 3.</title><content type='html'>Hello Pi fans! The long awaited: Explorers of Time! Part 3. OK, so you've been waiting, what? Two days? Anyway, here's a recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just arrested Drowzee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this part isn't about me or Quil. It's about a pokemon called Grovyle and is now my absolute fave! Here's his picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242145230013216466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SL_XUAfyNtI/AAAAAAAAAMg/MZeuZP_UMDE/s400/Grovyle+outline.jpg" border="0" /&gt; That is his outline. Here's what he looks like for real:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242145235118490114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="138" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SL_XUTg-ggI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qkDUFmMk2-Q/s400/Grovyle+in+the+flesh.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;Isn't he AWESOME?Ok, you see a dark outline that looks like the one above, ^only black. He seems to be running on wet ground. Then, he sees it. "That's it! That's a time gear!" then he takes it. After doing so, time stops. He runs (wich he is good at) away so he doesn't get caught in the paralysis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, that was short, so I'll show you what me and Quil look like:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242147447474250082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SL_ZVFLsYWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/eNjW288LlA8/s400/piplup.png" border="0" /&gt;This one is me. I'm so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Quil in attack mode. Those flames aren't there when he isn't attacking. But he's so cute!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242147449143705858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SL_ZVLZuQQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zSmV6JZDH7w/s400/cyndaquil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall go. I bet you can't wait for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8503343954819439483?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8503343954819439483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8503343954819439483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8503343954819439483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8503343954819439483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/explorers-of-time-part-3.html' title='Explorers of Time! Part 3.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SL_XUAfyNtI/AAAAAAAAAMg/MZeuZP_UMDE/s72-c/Grovyle+outline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-1452910340649052243</id><published>2008-09-03T12:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:38:35.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday: My cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SL69eMcjv7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/LqUCduTfQBY/s1600-h/david+cook+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835342740570034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SL69eMcjv7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/LqUCduTfQBY/s400/david+cook+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241834434631095618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SL68pVeY1UI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YuoRVP99KnA/s400/david+cook.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-1452910340649052243?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/1452910340649052243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=1452910340649052243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1452910340649052243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1452910340649052243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/wordless-wednesday-my-cookie.html' title='Wordless Wednesday: My cookie'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SL69eMcjv7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/LqUCduTfQBY/s72-c/david+cook+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-5357501788612797242</id><published>2008-09-02T08:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:01:34.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Explorers of Time! Part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi! I don't feel like saying my name right about now, and you probably know who I am by now. So, I'll continue the Explorers of time game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RECAP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had just picked up an apple, and gave it to Azurill (who is a boy, but looks like a cute little girly). Soon afterwords, I got a dizzy spell. Then it happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I white line cut across the screen, and I heard a cry for help. Then, I came back to earth. The white line cut across the screen again, and there was no more scream. But the strange thing is, I was the only one who heard the scream! Even stranger, it sounded like Azurill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So me and Quil made our way back to the guild. Then, the brothers told us about this Pokemon named Drowzee. He said that he found their lost item, and offered to help look for it. While leaving the scene, Drowzee bumped into me! Then, I got another dim-- dizzy spell. Heh heh. The white line cut across the screen, and I had another dim-- vision. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This time, not only was it Azurill's scream, but I saw this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Now if you just co-operate, you'll be just fine," Drowzee had said. Azurill tried to run, and yelled, "H-h-HELP!" Then the white line cut across the screen, and I was back at in the middle of tresure town.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me, Quil, and Bidoof went back to the guild to look at the outlaw notice boards. They had just been updated. Then, Quil saw it. "Look up there, in the top left corner." We all saw Drowzee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ran out of the guild, to find Marril. He said, "Me, Drowzee, and Azurill were looking for the lost item. Then, they weren't there all of a sudden. I called and called, but I got no answer." Then me and &lt;strike&gt;wyul  Quio &lt;/strike&gt;Quil went to Mt. Bristle, where Drowzee was. When we reached the top, we battled drowzee with the awesome power of Bubble and Quil! We won, and got Drowzee arested.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, now I shall go. Be on the lookout for Part 3! Oh, and you'll find out what the dim-- is sooner or later... probably later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-5357501788612797242?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/5357501788612797242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=5357501788612797242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5357501788612797242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5357501788612797242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/09/explorers-of-time-part-2.html' title='Explorers of Time! Part 2.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-5374855358146666608</id><published>2008-08-29T14:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T14:49:52.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Explorers of Time! Part 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Umm... you probably know who I am by now... but who cares! I'm Sugar, and my brain is not working! But, evil mom is making me do a post anyway... so I'll give you a post... mwahaha... Ok, so I'll ruin the whole concept of my Pokemon Mystory Dungeon: Explorers of Time for you! Mwahaha... or, I'll just tell you about it... which will probably get you lots of info, or ruin the fun of fiding stuff out for your self. But who cares!:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a pokemon... piplup, named Bubble! But, I was a HUMAN!!!!!!! I couldn't remember anything, besides my name (Bubble!) and the fact that I was human. That's when I met Quil. Some thugs stole his relic fragment, so we battled them (because that's what we pokemon do!) and got it back. We became best friends, and soon after I discovered... the scream. MWAHAHAH! Sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We signed up as an exploration team, team Diamond (because that's what I was crazy with a couple months ago). We were only apprentices, but we could still do stuff. Quil and Bidoof (another apprentice) showed us around tresure town. Then we went to buy stuff... doing so, we met Marill and Azurill. They were brothers (although they looked like girls) and they were buying apples. Then Azurill, the younger one, dropped an apple. So I, being string (strong!) and AWESOME did this: PICKED IT UP! After giving it back, I got a dizzy spell...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you will have to wait for more... I probably won't post on the weakends. STAY WITH ME MAMA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-5374855358146666608?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/5374855358146666608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=5374855358146666608&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5374855358146666608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/5374855358146666608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/08/explorers-of-time-part-1.html' title='Explorers of Time! Part 1.'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-319030770638772664</id><published>2008-08-28T14:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:15:17.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi! It's Sugar! I have writer's block, so I'm STILL not posting my story for a while... maybe I'll make a new one... to go along with the one I have... or just forget about the one I have... I like Pi is getting to be a place with lots of ...'s. Well, here's your random amount of quotes that may or may not be the amount of 13! (wow, that was a mouthfull)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1: So my laughbox isn't broken and it was a cruel lie that sent me into spiraling depression-- SpongeBob, SpongeBob Squarepants&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2: Mom: Want more milk, Teddiursa?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teddiursa: I don't want milk, I'm a vegetarian now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: Milk isn't meat! Milk is cow juice! --Me, Teddiursa, and My mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3: Josh: I hope you go bald!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drake: I hope they cancel Oprah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Josh: TAKE THAT BACK!-- Drake and Josh, Drake and Josh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4: Me: EMERGENCY! Dental health dinosaur comercial! --Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And My mind is blank now. I will rant on about... I don't know. There's nothing to rant about today. Oh, here's a quote!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5: Bramblepaw, you great lump!--Firestar, The Warrior Series&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like warriors, as you can see. I gave Jessie and Ella warrior nicknames! Ella is Dawnkit and Jessie is Fuzzykit. Me, Teddiursa, Squirtle, Silversong, and Pichu have warrior NICKNAMES! That's what I'll tell you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mine: Snowysong/Amberstripe (she died in our game because I had to leave the park. So, Silersong pretended to be a dog, and killed me.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silversponge (oops. That's too funny to erase!) Silversong! It's a warrior's name on it's own!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squirtle: Kindheart (yah, it can be a warrior's name! Silversong was her mentor! That means that she trained her.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pichu: Brightfire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teddirusa: Fuzzyfire! (Mwahaha!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I'm out of ideas. Uhh.... this might take a while... OK I'm blank. Uhh.. untill next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-319030770638772664?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/319030770638772664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=319030770638772664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/319030770638772664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/319030770638772664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/08/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings...'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8491080790283059567</id><published>2008-08-25T12:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:50:41.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Wittle Kittens!</title><content type='html'>Hello! When I came back, I said that I would do the story along with regular blog posts. So, today, I'm posting about my kittens that I got a few weeks ago. They are... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;... I don't know how old they are. I forgot. But I know that they will be 6 moons (months) old on October 7t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;. Their names are Jessie and Ella. Ella is the one with the green eyes, darker grey pelt, and a cute wittle white chest! Jessie is the one with amber eyes, lighter grey pelt, white stripe on her nose, and orange flecks. Yes, orange! Here are some pic's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238497120242272722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SLLhYEjyidI/AAAAAAAAALI/on93owhYdJg/s400/IMG_6445+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here they are when we first got them, at 13 weeks old! They are SOOO cute! They are a tad bigger now. Not really. Again, SOOO cute!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238497125396240850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SLLhYXwl2dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KkOY1srvwfw/s400/IMG_6546+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is Ella... drinking from the sink! She says: It's a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238497128470010338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SLLhYjNb2eI/AAAAAAAAALY/GIDKFamZUM0/s400/IMG_6557+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aww! Jessie and Teddiursa! Must I repeat? CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Have I said that yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238497133830566642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SLLhY3LfcvI/AAAAAAAAALg/Nkol6jRKPtQ/s400/IMG_6618+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here is cute little Jessie... in a cabinet! My mom calls them "hooligans." She is not charmed by their cuteness. WHY?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238497133643755394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SLLhY2e874I/AAAAAAAAALo/IKFOoatYqt4/s400/IMG_6749+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know what they are doing here. Maybe a kiss... EEW! The lips? But they are still cute, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, if you didn't think that they are cute, something is wrong with your brain. If that's the case, ask your doctor for brain surgery. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Aren't they cute?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8491080790283059567?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8491080790283059567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8491080790283059567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8491080790283059567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8491080790283059567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/08/cute-wittle-kittens.html' title='Cute Wittle Kittens!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SLLhYEjyidI/AAAAAAAAALI/on93owhYdJg/s72-c/IMG_6445+(Medium).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-2013335930539629254</id><published>2008-08-22T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:29:23.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Untitled Story -- Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey! It's SUGAR! I'm so sory I haven't been here for months! But, I have decided to start posting story chapters along with things that go on in my life, memes, wordless wednsday, and other things like that. Now, I havn't decided on a title, but I have decided on what's going on in the story. And, if you have any ideas, feel free to tell me in the coments. Who knows? YOU could be featured RIGHT HERE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHAPTER ONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moving on with the local news, Waterfall Estates has had about fifty kidnappings in the past two weeks! Nobody knows why they have been going on, but we have evidence that a man with black hair and who wears a leather jacket has stolen three children from one of the households near the front of the neighborhood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luna's mom flicked off the TV.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Luna, I'm going out to my high shcool reunion. I couldn't find you a baby sitter, so I'm counting on you to take care of Stella and Comet," She said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luna rolled her eyes. "Mom, I'm eleven. I can take care of a pair of eight-year-olds. I don't need a baby-sitter."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I know, but don't watch TV, and stick together. You got that sweetie?" she asked, planting a kiss on Luna's forehead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yah, now LEAVE!" said Luna, jokingly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After her mom left the house, Luna called her brother and sister's names.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Stella! Comet! Come here!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In responce, one boy and one girl came scampering down the hall. Luna explaned how they had to stay together, and not watch TV.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Does mom think that the leather jacket guy from the news will come get us if we make too much noise?" asked her little brother, Comet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luna just rolled her eyes. "Let's just go play a board game till mom gets back."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How did you like it? Who is that guy on the news? Do Luna, Stella, and Comet live in Waterfall Estates? Why do their names all sound like pet's? Stay tuned to find out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-2013335930539629254?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/2013335930539629254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=2013335930539629254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2013335930539629254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2013335930539629254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/08/untitled-story-chapter-1.html' title='An Untitled Story -- Chapter 1'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7345250097394333488</id><published>2008-05-05T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:14:31.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glitter Dayzzzzzzzzzzz ZZ! Zeee roxxxxxx!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8tC2t4bDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BquRIn5sHdQ/s1600-h/glittter+4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196922022079786034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8tC2t4bDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BquRIn5sHdQ/s400/glittter+4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'z glitterz time! lookie lookie! @ the end there's a prize! WEEEE&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ssGt4a-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/rQK4N7is5Lc/s1600-h/glitter+16.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921631237762018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ssGt4a-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/rQK4N7is5Lc/s400/glitter+16.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ssWt4a_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jnRAylMHrL0/s1600-h/glitter+17.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921635532729330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ssWt4a_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jnRAylMHrL0/s400/glitter+17.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8stGt4bBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/cMSUgv_jYio/s1600-h/glitter+19.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921648417631250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8stGt4bBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/cMSUgv_jYio/s400/glitter+19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8stWt4bCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9rQm98Y0djM/s1600-h/glitter+20.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921652712598562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8stWt4bCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9rQm98Y0djM/s400/glitter+20.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ssmt4bAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/uUfvNIlcxsg/s1600-h/glitter+18.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921639827696642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ssmt4bAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/uUfvNIlcxsg/s400/glitter+18.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sT2t4a5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/6zFJnGtyXcI/s1600-h/glitter+11.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921214625934226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sT2t4a5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/6zFJnGtyXcI/s400/glitter+11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sUGt4a6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/7uufls03io8/s1600-h/glitter+12.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921218920901538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sUGt4a6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/7uufls03io8/s400/glitter+12.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sUmt4a7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/LorkWBEdYg0/s1600-h/glitter+13.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921227510836146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sUmt4a7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/LorkWBEdYg0/s400/glitter+13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sUmt4a8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/dSrT39YWjxw/s1600-h/glitter+14.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921227510836162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sUmt4a8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/dSrT39YWjxw/s400/glitter+14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rnGt4a0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/T4WdCW2lOg4/s1600-h/glitter+6.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920445826788162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rnGt4a0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/T4WdCW2lOg4/s400/glitter+6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8romt4a2I/AAAAAAAAAII/c7rwBd-IehY/s1600-h/glitter+8.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920471596591970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8romt4a2I/AAAAAAAAAII/c7rwBd-IehY/s400/glitter+8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sU2t4a9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/UN4Q11vXOAY/s1600-h/glitter+15.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921231805803474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8sU2t4a9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/UN4Q11vXOAY/s400/glitter+15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ro2t4a4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/DHPrSHFIqeQ/s1600-h/glitter+10.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920475891559298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ro2t4a4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/DHPrSHFIqeQ/s400/glitter+10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rIWt4axI/AAAAAAAAAHg/URl4hsw4dt4/s1600-h/glitter+3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919917545810706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rIWt4axI/AAAAAAAAAHg/URl4hsw4dt4/s400/glitter+3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ro2t4a3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/p9MDLjPCMF4/s1600-h/glitter+9.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920475891559282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8ro2t4a3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/p9MDLjPCMF4/s400/glitter+9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rnmt4a1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0lha9XAnSws/s1600-h/glitter+7.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920454416722770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rnmt4a1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0lha9XAnSws/s400/glitter+7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rIGt4avI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9UIw0GU9OTE/s1600-h/glitter+1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919913250843378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rIGt4avI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9UIw0GU9OTE/s400/glitter+1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rIWt4awI/AAAAAAAAAHY/A4UPH30-uBA/s1600-h/glitter+2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919917545810690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8rIWt4awI/AAAAAAAAAHY/A4UPH30-uBA/s400/glitter+2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here'z ur prize:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silversong's blog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://silversong-ilikepuppies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here for bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Princess Rose's blog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilikebratz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here for gggggggggggggggggggggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7345250097394333488?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7345250097394333488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7345250097394333488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7345250097394333488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7345250097394333488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/05/glitter-dayzzzzzzzzzzz-zz-zeee-roxxxxxx.html' title='Glitter Dayzzzzzzzzzzz ZZ! Zeee roxxxxxx!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SB8tC2t4bDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BquRIn5sHdQ/s72-c/glittter+4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7416386397912810434</id><published>2008-04-29T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:05:10.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>National Random DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dearest readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy to say that I have given up on being crazy. I will exchange this cruel life for a peacful one dedicated to grammar. Ahhhhh hah hah hah! Did you belive that? Yes, ya probably didn't. Heh heh. Anywhoooooooo..... it's national random day! Ok it's not but I have nothing better to do. Look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBccpGt4anI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ukzvjrkfqxc/s1600-h/umbreon+choice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194652187698424434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBccpGt4anI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ukzvjrkfqxc/s400/umbreon+choice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's umbreon! I'm now obsessed with this one. Isn't it cute? I like to call it Midnight! Random eh? Not random enough? You people are killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBchjWt4auI/AAAAAAAAAHI/V0JAIxe547s/s1600-h/random!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194657586472315618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBchjWt4auI/AAAAAAAAAHI/V0JAIxe547s/s400/random!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is this random enough? It's a crazy turtle! NO?!? You people are too demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBceRGt4apI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ep4lGSxdIR8/s1600-h/the+cheeseburger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194653974404819602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBceRGt4apI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ep4lGSxdIR8/s400/the+cheeseburger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is THIS RANDOM ENOUGH?? WHAT? Less random than the turtle?!? YOU PEOPLE ARE TRUELY DEMANDING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBcfkWt4arI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HWAXb8VCyiw/s1600-h/zac+efron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194655404628929202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBcfkWt4arI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HWAXb8VCyiw/s400/zac+efron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok this isn't random. Or is it?!? Find out when YOU STOP DEMANDING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194656199197878978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBcgSmt4asI/AAAAAAAAAG4/v2_0Nef1HBs/s400/panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;THIS RANDOM ENOUGH?! Thank you for your hopes and dreams. I steelded them. Don't you want them back? Well say the next picture iz random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBcg7mt4atI/AAAAAAAAAHA/75W1CfImfbE/s1600-h/GORILLA.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194656903572515538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBcg7mt4atI/AAAAAAAAAHA/75W1CfImfbE/s400/GORILLA.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU! This is random! THX THX! Yahoooooo! Byez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7416386397912810434?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7416386397912810434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7416386397912810434&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7416386397912810434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7416386397912810434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/04/national-random-day.html' title='National Random DAY!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SBccpGt4anI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ukzvjrkfqxc/s72-c/umbreon+choice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-3988326301752374188</id><published>2008-04-21T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:53:28.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Things About Me Because Everything About Me is important</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi ppl! It's Sugary me: SUGAR! RAAAAAA! RAAAA! Well, I got tagged for a meme by my &lt;a href="http://sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;mom.&lt;/a&gt; It's supposed to be 6 Unimportant things about me, but EVERYTHING about me is important, so I'll just name 6 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1: I like Pokemon. It is one of the best TV shows ever! I'm sorry, but I have no pictures. My favorite pokemon would now have to be Aipom, but it has changed since I started watching last year in July. At first it was pikachu, the most famous pokemon of them all! Then it was Pachirisu, Dawn's very hyper and electrifying blue white and yellow electric squirrel pokemon. Then it was Piplup and Chimchar. Piplup is a little water penguin and chimchar is a little fire monkey. They are both Sinnoh starters, and the other one is Turtwig, a grass type turtle. Now my favorite pokemon is Aipom and Buneary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2: I have pierced ears but I don't wear earrings. I don't know why though. Probably because I have sensitive skin and this makes me allergic to bubble bath. Ya, I guess they hurt too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3: I don't like meat balls,pepperoni, apples, grapes, or pears. There's alot more that I don't like, but there are so many things, that I couldn't name them all! Yes I know, very picky gurl. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE PENUT PUTTER! PUB!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4: I hate doing dishes. OYYYYYYYYYYG! That's enough to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5:I HATE GRAMMAR! You very wellz knowz thises,butz It'z worf the mention. AGAINZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6: I very much enjoy anoying my mom by speaking like a baby. For example (yes mom, I do wish to anoy you this) : My toofy if hoytin mwa mwa. Fwix it pways. That hasn't actually happened (yet........) but It's just an example.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you enjoyed this! I have no Idea who to tag, but I will now post the instructions for this post!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darn, mom's blog won't load! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Oh well, I'll post it another time. Heh heh heh. beLOW THE SUGAR!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-3988326301752374188?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/3988326301752374188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=3988326301752374188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3988326301752374188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3988326301752374188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/04/6-things-about-me-because-everything.html' title='6 Things About Me Because Everything About Me is important'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4425623852849292857</id><published>2008-04-15T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:44:58.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing To Do With Anything Post! WEEEEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SAUFpZlr4aI/AAAAAAAAADA/HCdXkyhbDy8/s1600-h/Cruise+destinations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189560354416091554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SAUFpZlr4aI/AAAAAAAAADA/HCdXkyhbDy8/s400/Cruise+destinations.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hola (the exclamation pnt. is suppost to be upside down. stupid computers :) ! IIIIIIIIIIIZZZZZZZZZZZ: SUGAR! I ARE BAK! Me was on cruise! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE BAD GRAMMAR! It was heaven. Click the following word: &lt;a href="http://sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Baba Lbab Ding Dong! &lt;/a&gt;Ok it was 4 words. Picky picky. Now here is the webdings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marizy: Uhhhhhhhhh I think I lost the webding thingie. Ummmmm let me look..... where did the dang microsoft word go?!?!?!........... darn. I'm sorry, but I lost the webdings! WAHHHHHHH! Cry cry cry sob sob sob. O well! Hey, wut does the post options button do???? Nuts! Nuffin that's what! Bullit list time! Darn that does nothing either! Stupid blogger! Hey what does this phone do! OOOOOOO! It calls blogger! Hi blogger, where are my webdings? Hello? HELLO?!? They hung up on me P_P. Hey! I'll make faces!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P_P 0_0 K_K_K_K_K_K_K_K_K_K_K_K_K WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Ya hi bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4425623852849292857?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4425623852849292857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4425623852849292857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4425623852849292857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4425623852849292857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-to-do-with-anything-post-weeeee.html' title='Nothing To Do With Anything Post! WEEEEE!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/SAUFpZlr4aI/AAAAAAAAADA/HCdXkyhbDy8/s72-c/Cruise+destinations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8815751491989111316</id><published>2008-04-03T17:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:57:36.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R_VQ_1w7CiI/AAAAAAAAACw/g-AV98onUaE/s1600-h/88x31thursday131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185139603681249826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R_VQ_1w7CiI/AAAAAAAAACw/g-AV98onUaE/s400/88x31thursday131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi ppl! That's Sybobbian for people. Sybobbianm is text messages 0_o . Anyway my evil mom made me di thursday 13 so herez it. Oh wait! It's 13 things that will cause doom destruction and despair in your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Hurricanes. They cause tornadoes. One REEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYY devistating one was Katrina (my mommy. that's why it's devistating XD) . They are destructive. That's why it's on my happy list! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Tornadoes. They rip and rip and rip and rip and I think you get the point. Ya, they are destructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Adof Hitler. There is nothing more to say besides that he is a big *BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*&lt;br /&gt;4: Flooods. They are also destructive. But do you think we could get your water? PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Vanessa Hudgens. She's Zac Efron's girlfriend. What more is there to say? Speaking of girlfriend........ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: The anoying song Girlfriend. GET A LIFE IF YOU LIKE IT! SERIOUSLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Mom. I've made it clear. MOM IS EVIL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Vampires. They are creepy and horrible and and and......made up. BUT THEY SUCK YOUR BLOOD!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: Loops on a roller Coaster. Vvvvvvvvv! Scary! They rip your arm off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:Sentence diagraming. IT HAS TO DO WITH GRAMMER! AND IT DOESN'T EVEN HELP WITH IT! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:Commercials. Some lie. Like tooth tunes (the music doesn't go up your teath like it says. You just push back and the music plays) and moon sand (I've only come across one thing of moon sand that's actually fun. Pichu was playing with her friend, they decided to make a moon sand ball (this is the not fun one) and it crumpled! Ripped at the seams (even thought it doesn't have seams) GRRRRRRRRR) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dark chocolate? I don't like it so I'm putting it in the list! I mean it's healthy chocolate! I'm suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Grammer. Eeeeeeeeeewwwwww!!!!!!! Grammer will cause all of the above! Bleck! I need to wash my mouth just for saying it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concludes the &lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com/"&gt;thursday 13&lt;/a&gt;. Some of these things were homeschool stuff (Mom, sentence diagramming,grammer) Some were natural disasters (Hurricanes, Tornadeos, flooods,) Some were evil people (Adof Htiler, Vanessa Hudgens,) And some were just plain miscellaneous (The anoying song Girlfriend (it has correct grammer in the title! EVILER!) Vampires, Loops on a roller coaster, Comercilas, dark chocolate) but all these things are bad. Now I must go. I will be back tomorow. FAREWELL! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185141270128560690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R_VSg1w7CjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LMiS2QHDQ3k/s400/Misc+pictures+024+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8815751491989111316?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8815751491989111316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8815751491989111316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8815751491989111316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8815751491989111316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/04/thursday-thirteen-1.html' title='Thursday Thirteen #1'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R_VQ_1w7CiI/AAAAAAAAACw/g-AV98onUaE/s72-c/88x31thursday131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4647522719506573662</id><published>2008-04-01T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:59:15.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back! With Webdings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi It's Mrs. Not Been Here In A Bazillion Years lady. It's SUGAR! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WOOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WOOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WOOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WOOT&lt;/span&gt;! Yes I'm back and 3x4+66666666=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt; land the fun! I don't think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;equation&lt;/span&gt; made sense but, WHO CARES! &lt;span &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Webding&lt;/span&gt;! I am now taking requests of putting your name in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;webdings&lt;/span&gt;! My name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Sugar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;= Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Teddiursa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Teddiursa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wanna know your name in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;webdings&lt;/span&gt;? Or your blog name? Here are some:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;=&lt;a href="http://clubpenguin.com/"&gt;ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; (this is a link to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;clubpenguin&lt;/span&gt;.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;=&lt;a href="http://sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like em? Well you could have em! Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;comment&lt;/span&gt; with your request, and I'll get it in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;webdings&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4647522719506573662?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4647522719506573662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4647522719506573662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4647522719506573662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4647522719506573662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back-with-webdings.html' title='I&apos;m Back! With Webdings!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8128348369933470</id><published>2008-03-12T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:14:52.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Yeti edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R9gPfL5vfTI/AAAAAAAAACY/q1vgFVFVYVM/s1600-h/December+497+(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176904800107724082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R9gPfL5vfTI/AAAAAAAAACY/q1vgFVFVYVM/s400/December+497+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R9gPfb5vfUI/AAAAAAAAACg/ilPXdx_9xUM/s1600-h/December+505+(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176904804402691394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R9gPfb5vfUI/AAAAAAAAACg/ilPXdx_9xUM/s400/December+505+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R9gPg75vfVI/AAAAAAAAACo/WnvzEQtBMZ8/s1600-h/December+508+(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176904830172495186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R9gPg75vfVI/AAAAAAAAACo/WnvzEQtBMZ8/s400/December+508+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8128348369933470?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8128348369933470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8128348369933470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8128348369933470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8128348369933470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/03/wordless-wednesday-yeti-edition.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Yeti edition'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R9gPfL5vfTI/AAAAAAAAACY/q1vgFVFVYVM/s72-c/December+497+(Medium).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-6345356910274902357</id><published>2008-03-11T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:49:05.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs Are Hard To Keep Up With (And Webkinz too)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Like webkinz, Blogs are hard to keep up with. Oh? You're asking yourself &lt;em&gt;how are webkinz hard to keep up with?&lt;/em&gt; They are in many ways. You have to do I Love My Webkinz every day if you want a prize. You have to keep up with the time of the totally awesome activities. And keeping up with the jobs! You can only do a job every 8 hours. See what I mean????? Just like Webkinz, blogs are hard to keep up with (That line was framiliar) ! I'm sooo sorry that I haven't posted in a long time. I've had no time. Wait. I have to do I love my webkinz!!!! Bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-6345356910274902357?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/6345356910274902357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=6345356910274902357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6345356910274902357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/6345356910274902357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogs-are-hard-to-keep-up-with-and.html' title='Blogs Are Hard To Keep Up With (And Webkinz too)'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-2891232377706277143</id><published>2008-03-04T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T11:53:42.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Out For My Books!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My dream..... to be a famous author for her good books. I am already typing one calld Psy Girl. It's about a girl who finds out she comes from a long line of superheroes. But she has a different power than the rest of the family! I also have come up with two (yes two and not to or too it's 2!) sequals! One is "The War of the Psys" and "The Last Battle" . Suspenceful titles eh? I'll probably be under a pen name, like Daylight Carson. Another book I'm working on is well... uhh... I don't know the title yet but it's about twins Shadows and Daylight who have the powers of darkness and light (you can guess who has which :) ) and well... I haven't gotten past that. Just stay with me for a chapter of a story on the I-don't-knowth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-2891232377706277143?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/2891232377706277143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=2891232377706277143&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2891232377706277143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2891232377706277143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-out-for-my-books.html' title='Look Out For My Books!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/th_sugarSig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-7296431871567120661</id><published>2008-02-29T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T10:12:04.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Area</title><content type='html'>Hey Pi Fans! Today I am showing you my desk and school area. The reason I am doing this is that I got tagged with a "meme" a few days ago by &lt;a href="http://my5wolfcubs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lee from My Five Wolf Cubs&lt;/a&gt;. Here are the instructions copied from her website (bwwwaaaahhhhaaaa):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What's on your desk? You can tell a lot about a person by the state of their desk and what they keep on it. So, share what's on your desk. You can take pictures, take an inventory, or do both. Don't have a desk? That's okay, just give us a glimpse into the space where you pay bills, write letters, grade papers, study, or work on the computer.When you've finished your photos or inventory, post it on your blog and tag five more people to do the same. Don't forget to share the rules with those you tag and ask them to share their posts with you when they are done."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to tag five other blogs, so here they are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom at Sunshine and Lemonade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3boybarians.blogspot.com/"&gt;Darcy at Boy Brains :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and I don't know any others...but if you read this, YOU ARE IT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172416516970092082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8gdauRdljI/AAAAAAAAABo/xKohpiCtIIQ/s320/Misc+pictures+093+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my desk in it's clean form. At the end of the day if you were to come to my house, it would be in its messy form with school books and stuff scattered all over the place (including the floor :-) )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172416525560026690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8gdbORdlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/se2nMurXOwM/s320/Misc+pictures+094+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a globe. There isn't much more to say besides...ummm...I don't exactly know :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172416736013424210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8gdneRdllI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sKN1-gWLSbY/s320/Misc+pictures+095+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my school book shelf. It's HUGE. Sometimes it's complicated with so many books and so many places...I have a bazillion different places for my history stuff. The right side I do not like: it has my grammar stuff. :-( :-( :-( What is really funny is that I have more history magazines than history books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172416744603358818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8gdn-RdlmI/AAAAAAAAACA/JyU9Fv2pP3k/s320/Misc+pictures+096+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the underview of my desk. It stores my trashcan (look out mom...it's mine now), and dry erase board. I like using the dry erase board for math. That's what I usually use it for. I especially like to use it if I have a blue marker. Sometimes Teddiursa destroys markers. That is evil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172416753193293426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8gdoeRdlnI/AAAAAAAAACI/kkyRLgow7ic/s320/Misc+pictures+097+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a little shelf thing that hold all sorts of stuff: the Rubix Revolution Cube thingie (mine!!), the Bible (also mine!!) and all sorts of other stuff (it's all mine, no takie take. MINE!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now not about my desk. :-) I went to the "America's Got Talent" auditions with Squirtle and her friend Jay Rod. If you see a person waving white stuff in the air...that's me...and those things are socks. Go Pi!!! Go Braves!!! Go Zac Efron!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-7296431871567120661?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/7296431871567120661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=7296431871567120661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7296431871567120661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/7296431871567120661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/02/school-area.html' title='School Area'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8gdauRdljI/AAAAAAAAABo/xKohpiCtIIQ/s72-c/Misc+pictures+093+(Medium).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-2875788076632404425</id><published>2008-02-27T13:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T13:05:20.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday Special Edition -- Me and Squirtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8Wl-Hpf0bI/AAAAAAAAABg/OGuU3ngHSE0/s1600-h/December+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171722233728455090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8Wl-Hpf0bI/AAAAAAAAABg/OGuU3ngHSE0/s320/December+216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-2875788076632404425?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/2875788076632404425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=2875788076632404425&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2875788076632404425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2875788076632404425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/02/wordless-wednesday-special-edition-me.html' title='Wordless Wednesday Special Edition -- Me and Squirtle'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8Wl-Hpf0bI/AAAAAAAAABg/OGuU3ngHSE0/s72-c/December+216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-1428107489379317165</id><published>2008-02-26T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T14:41:41.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW HOLIDAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi this is Sugar. I’m soooooooo sorry that I haven’t posted in such a long time! Almost a week. Waaaaaaaa! But I am doing something new! Yaysers! One random day of the week I will make an art picture and post it on my blog. This will be awesome! Today I made one. So next week I will make another. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171376286997664162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8RrVXpf0aI/AAAAAAAAABY/uLrJm9FH2hg/s320/Katie+drawing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it? There will be more next week! But on with the details. Those people on the boat are fishing for gummie fish. Notice that one girl has some sort of stuff on her face? That’s part of the boat. That swirly tree is a lollipop. That stuff next to it is some dude’s baseball gear. The helmet is made from a lollipop and gum. The ball is made from a milk dud. And the bat is a solid chocolate bar (milk chocolate). That flower is gum drops and a lollipop. And finally, those birds are twizlers. Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg43/sunshineandlemonade/i%20like%20pi%20blog%20background/sugarSig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-1428107489379317165?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/1428107489379317165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=1428107489379317165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1428107489379317165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/1428107489379317165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-holiday.html' title='NEW HOLIDAY!!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R8RrVXpf0aI/AAAAAAAAABY/uLrJm9FH2hg/s72-c/Katie+drawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-3632092809468290423</id><published>2008-02-20T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T17:03:22.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7yjnHpf0TI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9iIaFzr6AIs/s1600-h/Misc+pictures+030+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169186364777812274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7yjnHpf0TI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9iIaFzr6AIs/s320/Misc+pictures+030+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7yjnXpf0UI/AAAAAAAAAAo/sDfyQrtyc0A/s1600-h/Misc+pictures+031+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169186369072779586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7yjnXpf0UI/AAAAAAAAAAo/sDfyQrtyc0A/s320/Misc+pictures+031+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7yjnnpf0VI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yEwu7_v6q7c/s1600-h/Misc+pictures+032+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169186373367746898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7yjnnpf0VI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yEwu7_v6q7c/s320/Misc+pictures+032+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-3632092809468290423?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/3632092809468290423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=3632092809468290423&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3632092809468290423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3632092809468290423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/02/wordless-wednesday_20.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7yjnHpf0TI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9iIaFzr6AIs/s72-c/Misc+pictures+030+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8806317386072006903</id><published>2008-02-19T08:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T08:37:55.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PREZ DAY!</title><content type='html'>Alright so today is Monday. Now you should be hearing school this school that, but not today. I had my friend Princess Rose (nickname!) over for a sleepover yesterday, and my other friend Hannah Montanna (not the real Hannah Montanna, just her nickname) came for lunch! It was fun clapppy clappy! So now onto the fact of why I'm not doing school today. It's Presidents day! Not my favorite holiday, but since I don't have school today, I like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8806317386072006903?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8806317386072006903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8806317386072006903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8806317386072006903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8806317386072006903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/02/prez-day.html' title='PREZ DAY!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-8873718276989853840</id><published>2008-02-17T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:51:32.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ICE CREAM HATES ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, today is a weekend, so I have no school stuff to post about. But I will  post about ice cream hating me! Well anyway, whenever I try to scoop ice cream,  I only get a little bit! I could fit about five germs in it and it'd over  cramped! Plus, the dishwasher hates me too! I always try and try and try, but  that top rack always manages to get too full too fast! And my shoes! Oh I just  try and try and try (this line is familiar......) but I can never find my right  shoe size. I mean a size 2 has fit me when a 5 seemed cramped, and all sorts of  loosies and tightsies. But I am the enemy (along with Silversong Squirtle and  Pichu) of grammer (notice no commas on Silversong Squirtle and Pichu) ! But, I'm  sure at least one thing likes me. It's math! Pi pi pi pi pi pi pi pi pi pi! And  Zac Efron is awesome! ZAC EFRON WOOOOO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-8873718276989853840?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/8873718276989853840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=8873718276989853840&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8873718276989853840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/8873718276989853840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/02/ice-cream-hates-me.html' title='THE ICE CREAM HATES ME!'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-4776936173478443600</id><published>2008-02-14T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:43:33.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>Hey peoples! Today is Valentines Day! Have a happy V day as I like to call it. Well today was the last day of LEAD :( and I'm so sad!!! But I will tell you about my friends. They are Squirtle (by now you can tell that I like pokemon) , Goldeneye (she likes warriors) Roses (she likes roses :) ) and Silversong (she also like warriors. They are a series of books about kitties (but not your ordinary cat a warrior cat!!!) yay). I also take classes there: Latin, Art, and Folkdancing. In Latin we learned the third conjugation of verbs. We also got a little homework =(. In art we did our art show that we do at the end of the session. I made lots of interesting things. One thing was faical expressions, so I made a sad girl. But It wasn't a girl girl! It was Harry Potter crying because he got turned into a girl! So now he's Harriat Potter! And in folkdancing we did some square dances that were fun. I was partners with Dancer (a friend that I forgot to mention) once and Roses the next time. Our teacher is Squirtle's mom. Well now on to the not fun stuffs. Schoolwork :( :( :( :( :(. Today I did some textbook exercises that were easy. I finished up a grammer test (I HATE GRAMMER!!! No offense to anyone who likes it) and read a book about suffrage (It was okay). So that's my day! Oh and War and Pichu came into our backyard and playes (NOTE: War is now War and Piolate)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-4776936173478443600?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/4776936173478443600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=4776936173478443600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4776936173478443600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/4776936173478443600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-3008932801813245555</id><published>2008-02-13T10:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T10:13:11.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7MJAnpf0SI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E5_eOeVx55A/s1600-h/Misc+pictures+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166483103771775266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7MJAnpf0SI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E5_eOeVx55A/s320/Misc+pictures+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-3008932801813245555?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/3008932801813245555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=3008932801813245555&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3008932801813245555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/3008932801813245555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/02/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/R7MJAnpf0SI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E5_eOeVx55A/s72-c/Misc+pictures+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1129346726307777139.post-2590260080353375864</id><published>2008-02-12T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:08:55.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Hello! This is my first blog entry and I'm so exited!!! I've been waiting for this day for a long time! And as you can see, I love exclamation points! Well on with the post. I'm 10 and I love math and music. I have a mom who has her own website (&lt;a href="http://www.sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.sunshineandlemonade.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and I have a dad. I have an anoying little sister named Teddiursa (ok that's the name of a pokemon and not her real name) and two next door neighbors. They are War, the little brother who's 8 (once again, not his real name) and his older sister Pichu (once again the name of a pokemon and not their real name) who's 11. I homeschool and LOVE IT! I enjoy this because I don't have a teacher standing over me all day (well sometimes) and I have days where mom doesn't come downstairs to the school room at all! So yah, homeschoolers have an awesome life. And another thing I like, is lunch is when ever you want it to be and that school doesn't take 8 hours. And DON"T think that I'm not social. I go to a homeschool group every thursday, I am in the GYS chior and a church chior,and I do piano (with no other poeple...). Does that prove my point? I think so! So thanks for droping by, check out tomorow's Wordless Wednsday pic, and drive safely!~~Sugar."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1129346726307777139-2590260080353375864?l=ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/feeds/2590260080353375864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1129346726307777139&amp;postID=2590260080353375864&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2590260080353375864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1129346726307777139/posts/default/2590260080353375864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikepi-ga.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-this-is-my-first-blog-entry-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sugar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10455123310344895969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRk9TtRQA8o/S4b4oUvFHzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1KMrCUUR-9c/S220/MOI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
