<?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-5179174768627410927</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:07:45.669-08:00</updated><category term='Alice'/><category term='Jake'/><category term='books'/><category term='Esme'/><title type='text'>One day at a time</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-1636314073679005089</id><published>2012-01-13T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:03:19.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fault In Our Stars</title><content type='html'>Why hey there, bloggy people. I'm not going to apologize for not posting in a long time, because that's getting pretty repetitious, and I don't think anyone cares anyway. So, I'm going to jump right into today's topic, which is actually something super exciting: My book review for The Fault In Our Stars by John Green which came out on January 10th, 2012! So, here's my review (NO SPOILERS!). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JwqiNqu2HsM/TwZbvLbdN6I/AAAAAAAADng/lssh0KRQbqs/s1600/The+Fault+in+Our+Stars.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JwqiNqu2HsM/TwZbvLbdN6I/AAAAAAAADng/lssh0KRQbqs/s320/The+Fault+in+Our+Stars.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The summary: &lt;span id="freeText13333816986032677307"&gt;Diagnosed with Stage IV  thyroid cancer at 12, Hazel was prepared to die until, at 14, a medical  miracle shrunk the tumours in her lungs... for now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years post-miracle, sixteen-year-old Hazel is post-everything  else, too; post-high school, post-friends and post-normalcy. And even  though she could live for a long time (whatever that means), Hazel lives  tethered to an oxygen tank, the tumours tenuously kept at bay with a  constant chemical assault.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Augustus Waters. A match made at cancer kid support group,  Augustus is gorgeous, in remission, and shockingly to her, interested in  Hazel. Being with Augustus is both an unexpected destination and a  long-needed journey, pushing Hazel to re-examine how sickness and  health, life and death, will define her and the legacy that everyone  leaves behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this book...this book. I finished it an hour ago, and I'm still  trying to figure out how I feel. I don't really know how to put it into  words. John Green, though? He sure knows how to put things into words. I  knew he was hilarious. I knew that he was a good writer. I didn't know  until yesterday when I started reading TFIOS that he was a literary  genius who is possible to make something heartbreaking and meaningful  and gorgeous and beautiful and funny and happy and sad and everything  all in one book with a shiny blue cover and a signature in the front if  you're lucky (mine's purple. I like it.).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the first two chapters was kind of strange, admittedly,  because I had already watched John read them (on Vlogbrothers, his and Hank's YouTube channel), so  initially I was worried that the whole time I would just hear his  voice, like I did during chapters 1 and 2, and not make my own voice for  Hazel and Augustus and everybody else. I ended up not needing to even  worry about that problem, though. Wait, what problem? Hazel had such a  strong voice, such a ridiculously amazing and certainly intelligent  point of view. I had no idea that I would &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; so much while  reading this book. The words were insanely beautiful. Yes, beautiful  words. Sure, some of them were long and some of them I didn't know what  they meant. But they were still all beautiful. I appreciated the long  words. It didn't seem pretentious, or old fashioned, or boring. It  seemed perfect.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book might not be jam-packed with action. It is, essentially,  not just a story about cancer - it's a story about love. At the heart of it  (no pun intended), TFIOS is a love story. And the love in this story is,  dare I use the word again? Beautiful. Augustus Waters captured my heart  from the first moment. Even his name screams GORGEOUS and AMAZING. I  mean, really, Augustus Waters? Definitely considering naming my child  Augustus...assuming I have one, that is. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the point. Augustus was awesome. Hazel was awesome  also, and so so so deserving of Augustus's awesome. That's something I  love, when I feel that the female character is actually worthy of the  amazing male character. Definitely true in this case. Hazel cared so  much for Gus, and she was there for him, even when he wasn't at his  best. If you've read any of my other reviews, you'll know I'm a serious  sucker for romance, and this was no exception. :) &lt;br /&gt;The supporting characters were great too. They all had very distinct  personalities, they weren't bland, and they weren't just there in the  background. Isaac specifically was pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention the awesome poetry John Green has mixed into TFIOS? I  don't normally care too much for poetry, especially since the kind of  poems I've been reading lately for lit class are the kind of epic poem  ones like Beowulf and Paradise Lost and frankly, I don't like that kind.  But John reminded me that there's another kind of poetry, the kind that  has words that flow and might not make sense but they sound freaking  GOOD. Several books have made me want to read some of that kind of  poetry recently, but none so much as this one. I think I'll go back and  write down the names of all the poems Hazel talked about, so I can read  them myself. Oh, and also An Imperial Affliction sounded awesome.  Actually it sounded like the type of book I'd like to read, and like to  think that I'd love, but it'd probably go over my head. Well, who knows.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself a writer, and hopefully someday an author. Ha, I  guess I said I didn't really know how to put my feelings into words, and  yet here I've gone and written a lot of them. But really, that doesn't  begin to express what I want to. I really liked this book. I loved this  book. I really did. And someday I hope I can write something as  beautiful and deep and meaningful as this book was to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Now, just because I can, I'll leave you with a few pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kkGeGc5CUuQ/TxEYflSi3bI/AAAAAAAAAHk/qI2-AwOX84Q/s1600/best1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kkGeGc5CUuQ/TxEYflSi3bI/AAAAAAAAAHk/qI2-AwOX84Q/s400/best1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mds1Tz07_6A/TxEY8phascI/AAAAAAAAAHs/snH0APAAkZc/s1600/best2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mds1Tz07_6A/TxEY8phascI/AAAAAAAAAHs/snH0APAAkZc/s400/best2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pUu1SN_Whrc/TxEZVkK957I/AAAAAAAAAH0/pQacv7Q2DHI/s1600/P1030886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pUu1SN_Whrc/TxEZVkK957I/AAAAAAAAAH0/pQacv7Q2DHI/s400/P1030886.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: tired, but besides that, pretty good :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Set the World on Fire by Britt Nicole&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: &lt;span class="readable"&gt;“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with  this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the  shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all  living humans read the book.” -The Fault In Our Stars (you guessed it!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;Random something: Paper Towns is the only other John Green book I've read, but I've been wanting to read Lookin For Alaska and An Abundance of Katherines for a while now. Oh and also, I'm writing this on my laptop. Yes, I have a laptop now. It's pretty sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-1636314073679005089?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1636314073679005089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=1636314073679005089&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1636314073679005089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1636314073679005089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2012/01/fault-in-our-stars.html' title='The Fault In Our Stars'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JwqiNqu2HsM/TwZbvLbdN6I/AAAAAAAADng/lssh0KRQbqs/s72-c/The+Fault+in+Our+Stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-94832475686443439</id><published>2011-10-28T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T16:46:40.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo and goings on</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Hey there! I know I should be posting some more pretties, but my computer hates deviantart these days, and I'm too tired to try and deal with it right now. But I might post the rest eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, guess what's in 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;November.&lt;br /&gt;And what does November mean?&lt;br /&gt;NANOWRIMO!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. Yes, National Novel Writing Month is almost upon us. After last year's bad experience, I thought about it, and I really actually want to do it this year. So I've logged in again and started getting ready to go. But then of course that posed the problem....what will I write about?!?!? I really didn't feel like winging it this year, so I thought I would be racking my brain for days trying to think of a plan. But then, when I was telling my dad I had decided to do it again, and my problems and stuff, we were just talking about how to come up with good ideas for plots and such, and literally five minutes after we stopped talking, I came up with my idea!!!!! It was seriously amazing. And I'm actually really excited about this one, guys. I think it might be good. :) I was kind of worried about this year, because I actually want to write something that I'm proud of, something that I would enjoy reading, something that I want to share with people, something that might make a difference. And I think this might be the year I finally achieve that. Of course, I guess it'll actually be next year, because if it does turn out as well as I want it to, then I'll actually take the time to edit it. Who knows, maybe for once I'll have something that ends up being more than a first draft! I'm still kind of nervous telling people what it's about before I've actually written and edited it, but I'm trying to get braver, so here's the summary I have as of now (changes possible in the future).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Who run the world? Girls. -&lt;/span&gt;Beyoncé Knowles.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;After the third world war (also known as WWW, the Women's World War), society is run by females. All surviving men are imprisoned in different facilities, or work as slaves in factories. The most troublesome men are sent to a place called The Institute, where unspeakable things are done to them, after which the men are never seen again. But Cassandra Grayson has secretly been in contact with her father for years, and she's not happy with the ways things seem for him. When all messages from her father cease suddenly and she comes across a boy who gives her an interesting proposition, Cassandra must make a hard choice. Can she overcome a world where the best and worst sides of women, the sweet and the ruthless reign, or will she settle into complacency?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Gaahh I feel so weird posting that on here! But I did post it on my NaNo page (add me if you're doing it, I'm Megatron14), so I shouldn't care. Oh and yes, I did get my inspiration from a Beyoncé song. Don't judge please. :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Well in other news, I think my busy spell is finally over. Well, not counting the entire month of November. Metro and my concert are both over, and both went well! Everyone complimented me on the flute solo I did with the choir, and even though I was super nervous both times, I didn't mess up. Phew. Also I'm getting over the cold I've had for a week, and even though in the past week I've also had a muscle cramp and issues with my jaw problem, all the things I were stressed about seem to be going away. Thank goodness. :) &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Tired...ready to just go watch tv!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Listening to: All The Small Things by Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “Kind people have a way of working their way inside me and rooting there.”        —&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/153394.Suzanne_Collins?utm_medium=api&amp;amp;utm_source=quote_widget" title="Suzanne Collins quotes"&gt;Suzanne Collins&lt;/a&gt;      Random something: I printed up the new Hunger Games movie character posters for my wall! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-94832475686443439?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/94832475686443439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=94832475686443439&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/94832475686443439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/94832475686443439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/10/nanowrimo-and-goings-on.html' title='NaNoWriMo and goings on'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8539641133647367338</id><published>2011-09-08T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T21:07:44.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretties #2</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm back again (and I would've been sooner, except my computer was being DUMB), with the second part in my series! Last time I showed you some of =Sugarock99's more colorful photographs, today I'll share some of her darker ones. I love both, the dark and the colorful, let me know which ones you like more! And also please let me know if you're enjoying these posts, if everyone hates them, I can stop. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/162/f/c/safety_glass_by_sugarock99-d3im3jp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/162/f/c/safety_glass_by_sugarock99-d3im3jp.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/170/6/b/to_face_your_fears____by_sugarock99-d3jbwx9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/170/6/b/to_face_your_fears____by_sugarock99-d3jbwx9.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/318/3/7/mel_an_chol_y_by_sugarock99-d32tr3r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/318/3/7/mel_an_chol_y_by_sugarock99-d32tr3r.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/273/8/e/rem_by_sugarock99-d2p4908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/273/8/e/rem_by_sugarock99-d2p4908.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is a photo manip (duh), I love it :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/034/2/6/Fairy_by_Sugarock99.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/034/2/6/Fairy_by_Sugarock99.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/273/0/f/last_song_by_sugarock99-d2sbt4g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/273/0/f/last_song_by_sugarock99-d2sbt4g.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like this one cause it's a lot different from her others :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1241633041"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1241633042"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_226278395"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_226278396"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaaa! If you like these, I hope you'll go check out her gallery! &lt;a href="http://sugarock99.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://sugarock99.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a side note, schools have pretty much all started! Except for some colleges. I'm gonna be pretty busy this year with homeschool, online school, and public school (band)! And baby sitting jobs! Ahh, the joys of being 16. :) See you soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: ohhhh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Psych (my cousin's watching it)&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “It crosses my mind that Cinna's calm and normal demeanor masks a complete madman.”        —&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/153394.Suzanne_Collins?utm_medium=api&amp;amp;utm_source=quote_widget" title="Suzanne Collins quotes"&gt;Suzanne Collins&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Random something: I like you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8539641133647367338?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8539641133647367338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8539641133647367338&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8539641133647367338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8539641133647367338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/09/pretties-2.html' title='Pretties #2'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4373714417835987793</id><published>2011-08-28T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T17:04:09.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretties</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I haven't disappeared completely, I promise. And I have a treat for you today! I am going to show you some of my favorite pictures ever. :) Wheeee! Except I have so many, I think I'll have to split them up. It'll be like a series! No, it WILL be a series. I've just decided. Yuppp. I'll try to kind of topic-ize them I guess. But basically, be on the lookout, cause I'll have more amazing pictures coming, not just today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that I would post some every day, except I don't know if I'll be able to, because I'm actually not home right now. I'm visiting relatives (my dad's side this time). I'm going home tomorrow, will be home for two days, and then I'm going to visit relatives on my mom's side! Haha. And then school starts!! So I'm pretty busy. But I guess I will be home the next 3 days, so I'll try and wrap it up then. But anyway! On to the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently found a photographer on deviantArt that I absolutely LOVE. She does underwater photographs, which have always intrigued me. I don't know if anyone watches Americas Next Top Model, but they did an underwater photoshoot on there one time, and it was super cool. So, all of the following photographs are done by &lt;a href="http://sugarock99.deviantart.com/"&gt;=Sugarock99&lt;/a&gt; and they're some of my favorites of hers. Hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/273/8/e/rem_by_sugarock99-d2p4908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/273/1/3/set_me_free____by_sugarock99-d2kwnjb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/273/1/3/set_me_free____by_sugarock99-d2kwnjb.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one might look familiar to some of you - it's on the cover of the book Imaginary Girls!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/273/a/c/alice_by_sugarock99-d252tyw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/273/a/c/alice_by_sugarock99-d252tyw.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of a series called "Alice in Waterland"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/205/0/9/waterwall_by_sugarock99-d41ha38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/205/0/9/waterwall_by_sugarock99-d41ha38.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/038/7/d/the_ocean_of_song_by_sugarock99-d390d5d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/038/7/d/the_ocean_of_song_by_sugarock99-d390d5d.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/080/6/0/escape_by_sugarock99-d3c4xst.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/080/6/0/escape_by_sugarock99-d3c4xst.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/129/9/9/Awakening_by_Sugarock99.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/129/9/9/Awakening_by_Sugarock99.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I showed some of her more colorful ones, next time I'll share some of her darker ones. Really hope you like them! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&amp;nbsp; tired, content, happy :) everything? &lt;br /&gt;Listening to:&amp;nbsp; house noises&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "It's not that you should never love something so much that it can control you.It's that you need to love something that much so you can never be controlled.It's not a weakness.It's your best strength." &lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;-The Ask And The Answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random something: I'm FINALLY getting over the cold i've had for almost a week! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4373714417835987793?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4373714417835987793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4373714417835987793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4373714417835987793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4373714417835987793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/08/pretties.html' title='Pretties'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2728511810960375466</id><published>2011-08-18T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T20:13:02.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian t-shirts by JCLU Forever</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Hey guys! I know, I've been absent from here for a while, and now this might not even be considered a *real* post, but hey I have something to tell you about. Which you can probably tell from the title! Yes, I'm here to tell you about a website/clothing brand called JCLU Forever (which stands for Jesus Christ loves you forever). I found out about them a while ago and bought one of their shirts a few years ago, it's pretty cool if I do say so myself! Here's what they say about themselves: "Christian T shirts made by three girls who Love Jesus for girls who Love Jesus. Our shirts are designed to be tools for evangelism. JCLU T shirts have simple faith based statements while being fun and fashionable”. That's very true. They have a lot of cool products, not just t-shirts. They also have a few sweatshirt type things, and some bracelets - the main reason why I'm writing this. They like to give away free stuff (who doesn't love free stuff?!?), and just for writing this blog post they'll send me a free bracelet! Super cool, right?? They also have lots of sales, almost all the time practically. Even if you don't think you're interested, I'd appreciate it if you could just check out their website for a little while to see what their products look like. Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://jcluforever.com/"&gt;jcluforever.com&lt;/a&gt; . It's pretty amazing how far those girls have come with their business! Pretty inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess that's all! Please help support these girls! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: very content :]&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: my dad talking on the phone to his mom, my brother in the kitchen, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "Anything can happen in the blink of an eye. Anything at all."&lt;br /&gt;Random something: I like life. :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2728511810960375466?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2728511810960375466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2728511810960375466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2728511810960375466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2728511810960375466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/08/christian-t-shirts-by-jclu-forever.html' title='Christian t-shirts by JCLU Forever'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2560033467271061842</id><published>2011-06-15T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:36:47.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heeyyy</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Hi. I haven't posted in like, a month. I'M GETTING BETTER!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, really, what's up? I have a list of things I want to do this summer, and one of them is to blog at least once a week. I just realized though, I have two blogs, therefore I guess posting on either one of them counts...so, I guess I might not be posting on here that much anyway. But whatever! Duly warned. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo. I had finals on Monday. Well, I guess I can't say final(S), because I only have one public school class...whatever. I survived! Yay! Still don't know how well I did though. I'm a teensy bit nervous, haha. I can never remember the difference between perfect and major, so I basically just guessed. Can't wait to see how good my guessing skills are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other big news, I finally got my drivers permit!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yeah. Not that I've driven yet or anything...heh heh. I'll admit, I'm scared. Seriously scared. I don't think I'll be scared once I actually start learning, but - I'm so scared to start!! Yeah I'm a wimp. But it's not my fault! ...No that's a lie, it is. Oh well. Once I start, I'll tell you guys. :) Not that I actually have any idea whooo you guys are...or if you even exist...again, whatever! I'm in a very chill mood, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having tacos for dinner. :]&lt;br /&gt;I get to go to the library tomorrow. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Wellllllllllll, off to go eat my tacos! Byyyyyyyyyye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: chillllll! haha&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:  mi madre talking to mi hermano (yeah that's spanish. barely even had to use google translate!)&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: The secret to getting ahead is getting started --Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;Random something: why don't YOU tell ME?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2560033467271061842?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2560033467271061842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2560033467271061842&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2560033467271061842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2560033467271061842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/06/heeyyy.html' title='Heeyyy'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2232997321637461348</id><published>2011-05-18T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:45:17.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music &amp; misc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DilZH8tZkmk/TdRn98IOvaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5Qjx-DUpCvk/s1600/music1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey there. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's been a little over a month, but I'm back! And I'm in a rather musical mood.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, this weekend is going to be CRAZY full of band stuff. Final concert is tomorrow night, then we have marching, we're even going to be in a parade on Sunday. My first time marching EVER, besides the two times we've practiced in band. I'm so scared!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, that's not what this post will mainly be about. I had a bunch of cool songs stuck in my head, and I decided that I kind of just wanted to write about them! So basically this will be like a blog full of songs reviews today. Probably the first 10-15 songs I can think of off the top of my head. :] I'm not entirely sure how I'll do this, cause I wanted to post the lyrics to all of the ones I'm talking about that, but that would make this CRAZY long...so maybe I'll just post links (wait, I've got it, I'll post the chorus and then a link for the rest. Yeeahhh go me!). But anyway! Here goes, guess I'll start with the song that's playing right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1) Hey There Delilah by Plain White T's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;(this one doesn't really have a proper chorus, but this is basically it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry about the distance&lt;br /&gt;I'm right there if you get lonely&lt;br /&gt;Give this song another listen&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my voice, it's my disguise&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Full lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/hey-there-delilah-lyrics-plain-white-t%27s/7e7a32e26211a55f48256f71000b646f"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ever since I heard this song, I kind of fell in love with it, just like lots of Plain White T's other songs. It's just got such a sweet, whimsical feel to it, and it's not quite melancholy or hopeful. What else is there to say? It's a classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2) Where is the Love by Black Eyed Peas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;People killin' people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Children hurtin and ya hear them cryin' &lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;Or would you turn the other cheek?&lt;br /&gt;FATHER FATHER FATHER help us&lt;br /&gt;Send some guidance from above&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz people got me got me questionin'&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love &lt;br /&gt;Where is the love&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love &lt;br /&gt;Where is the love, the love, the love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Full lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Where-is-the-Love-lyrics-Black-Eyed-Peas/72424203FB8A58AA48256D2C0003EF87"&gt;Click here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, I've actually only heard this song on the radio a few times, and I was really surprised when I found out it was by BEP. I mean, I just never suspected it! But still, it's a really cool song, and I love the message.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3) Rolling in the Deep by Adele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The scars of your love remind me of us&lt;br /&gt;They keep me thinking that we almost had it all&lt;br /&gt;The scars of your love, they leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I can't help feeling&lt;br /&gt;We could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;Rolling in the deep&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart inside of your hand&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;And you played it to the beat&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Full lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Rolling-In-The-Deep-lyrics-Adele/6F913AE0476F21DB482577DF002AA5CE"&gt;Click here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, this song is actually the one that made me want to do this whole post in the first place. I just LOVE IT! It's so soulful and has such a cool sound, kind of funky and bluesey and definitely not the normal type of music, which just adds to my love for it. And it's so dang catchy. :] I don't even think I liked this song the first time I heard it, but it definitely grew on me. Like, I'm listening to it right now, and it just makes me smile and want to belt it out along with Adele at full blast (which I probably would if I wasn't getting over a cold). So yeah. SO GOOD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4) Cut by Plumb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I do not want to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to die inside just to breathe in&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of feeling so numb&lt;br /&gt;Relief exists I find it when&lt;br /&gt;I am cut&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Full lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/cut-lyrics-plumb/58f4d28538f580694825710f000a962b"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This song is just so breathtaking. I swear I want to cry every time I hear it. This song and I actually have a funny relationship, though...I first heard it at my friends house about a year ago and I thought it was horrible, because it was glorifying cutting. But then I heard it again on a tv show last week (20 points to whoever can guess the show!) and I realized that it actually meant much more than that, and that I was absolutely in love with it (and it doesn't help that the scene they played it in was AMAZING too &amp;lt;3 haha). Seriously, even if you have the same misconception about the lyrics that I did at first, you must listen!! And it really does remind me of Evanescence...maybe another reason I love it. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) Near To You by A Fine Frenzy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Near to you, I am healing&lt;br /&gt;But it's taking so long&lt;br /&gt;'Cause though he's gone&lt;br /&gt;And you are wonderful&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to move on&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm better near to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Full lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/near-to-you-lyrics-a-fine-frenzy/9c8c078a70e506254825733100170e3c"&gt;Click here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is another of those breathtakingly sadly beautiful songs...but still so different from the last one I talked about. I've never heard any of A Fine Frenzy's other songs, but I really must change that, because I love this song so much. Like FOR REAL. It's kiiiind of amazingly awesome. Yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Well, my 10-15 has changed to 5, but hey IT'S A GOOD FIVE. Actually, I could've done better, so maybe I'll have to do this again! And it was fun, too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, that's all for now. See you next time, and LISTEN TO MUSIC! Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DilZH8tZkmk/TdRn98IOvaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5Qjx-DUpCvk/s1600/music1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DilZH8tZkmk/TdRn98IOvaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5Qjx-DUpCvk/s320/music1.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: quite happy!&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Thistle and Weeds by Mumford &amp;amp; Sons (another amazing song I should've mentioned)&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "You know what? I love what a dirty mind I have."&lt;br /&gt;Random something: uhhhhh...heeeeeyyyy. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2232997321637461348?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2232997321637461348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2232997321637461348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2232997321637461348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2232997321637461348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/05/music-misc.html' title='Music &amp; misc.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DilZH8tZkmk/TdRn98IOvaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5Qjx-DUpCvk/s72-c/music1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4640984047016112959</id><published>2011-04-07T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:47:24.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Hello again! My life has been rather busy and at times hectic lately...hence the no posts. Except for that one weird thing where my email got hacked and sent a post to here...but I deleted that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Like I said, I have been rather busy. Things usually get like that this time of the year. But, isn't this time of the year lovely?? We've had some perfectly beautiful weather, and some perfectly terrible weather, but that's Spring in Oregon for you! Most of us tried and true Oregonians are used to it by now, but it can get rather irritating at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest piece of news I have to offer up is that I spent my spring break (March 17th-26th) in Mexico! Just like last year, I went on a missions trip with my church and another church in the area, we had about 30 people and we built a house! And, like last year, it was AMAZING. The trip helped my attitude and views on life and people SO much. Like I've been saying, I got my happy back! (If you want to read my posts about last year's trip, click &lt;a href="http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-to-start.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/03/mexico-montage-my-sunburn-turned-into.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also working on making the Mexico slideshow, like last year, and it takes up SO MUCH TIME! Also, our presentation is this Sunday, so I'm running out of that time! But me and my friend are putting in a lot of effort to it, so I hope that people enjoy it, and we don't have some of the technical problems we had last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great thing that's happened is one of my friends from Taiwan visited us!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, it was so exciting! Her and her husband are here visiting in Oregon, and we got to spend Monday afternoon and evening with them, plus some time on Tuesday. It was absolutely an awesome visit, and I'm so glad we got to spend time with her here in America and show her how we live. My parents and younger brother stayed in her house the last time we were in Taiwan, so it was a funny exchange. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, that's mostly what I have to say...I do have something else, but I think I'll put it in a separate post, and hopefully I'm getting picked up soon to go work on the slideshow! Oh, and yes I know I never posted my Lost Hero review, mainly because I didn't want to take the time and write one without spoilers. But I might, or I'll just post my spoiler review. So I haven't forgotten! And, to send you off with, a picture of me and some friends in Mexico. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nB4TkfOXXZM/TZ4-gBWMf4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/pvam1aDHsbo/s1600/group+fb+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nB4TkfOXXZM/TZ4-gBWMf4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/pvam1aDHsbo/s640/group+fb+pic.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  happy&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:  blog playlist! haha, "Break your heart"&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "Finnick?" I say, "Maybe some pants?" &lt;br /&gt;He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first  time. Then he whips off his hospital gown leaving him in just his  underwear. "Why? Do you find this" -- he strikes a ridiculously  provocative pose -- "distracting?" &lt;br /&gt;I laugh. Boggs looks embarrassed and Finnick looks more like the guy I met at the Quarter Quell"— &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/153394.Suzanne_Collins?utm_medium=api&amp;amp;utm_source=quote_widget" title="Suzanne Collins quotes"&gt;Suzanne Collins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random something: uh i had a random something but i forgot it!! :( oh yeah...my brother's having surgery today...weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4640984047016112959?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4640984047016112959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4640984047016112959&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4640984047016112959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4640984047016112959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/04/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nB4TkfOXXZM/TZ4-gBWMf4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/pvam1aDHsbo/s72-c/group+fb+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-6556776782763648129</id><published>2011-02-26T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T12:29:19.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We had a snow day, now it's time for....</title><content type='html'>SICK DAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, woohoo, fun, right? Well, not exactly! Haha, but yes, I am sick. It's slowly been creeping up on me since Wednesday, but today the germs seem to have come out in their full-blown terror. Yuck. :P &lt;br /&gt;therefore, all (or most) of my plans for today have been cancelled, and I'm spending the majority of my time on the couch! Flanked with iPod, tv, and books, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that point, sick days do have their ups and downs. The most prominent down being... I'm SICK! Well, duh. But even while I feel disgusting, it's nice&lt;br /&gt;to have some down time, right? So far I've watched two episodes of Psych, read several chapters in &lt;i&gt;The Lost Hero&lt;/i&gt;, checked email and facebook (and texting), and I even managed to get myself dressed! Oh, and I've eaten plenty of food, of course. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even throughout all the stuffiness, sore throat, coughing, sneezing, throat-clearing, sounding like there is a literal frog down your throat, and etc., sick days CAN be fun. Well, at least slightly. Also, before I leave you, I'm almost finished reading &lt;i&gt;The Lost Hero&lt;/i&gt;, so you can be prepared for a book review coming up later! Yay, what fun! Well okay, enough typing on here, I'm gonna go get to reading!&lt;br /&gt;...or maybe another episode of Psych first. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: sick :P  &lt;br /&gt;Listening to: the sound of my sniffing  &lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "Does your hair always look like a dead badger?" &lt;br /&gt;Random something: today when I got up at 7:45, it was 16 degrees(F) outside. And for where I live, that is COLD. it's crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-6556776782763648129?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6556776782763648129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=6556776782763648129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6556776782763648129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6556776782763648129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-had-snow-day-now-its-time-for.html' title='We had a snow day, now it&apos;s time for....'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8735269897399114034</id><published>2011-02-24T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:06:22.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>I think by now, you should know what this post is about. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was just about time for a lovely, refreshing SNOW DAY!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know that not everybody likes snow, and sometimes I'm one of those people, but not today! When I woke up in the morning, I was almost nervous to look out my window just in case there *wasn't* any snow, but when I looked out and saw there &lt;u&gt;was&lt;/u&gt;, I pumped my fist and yelled "Yesss!".&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I actually did that. I know, I'm a bit overly dramatic at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway! It really has been a good day. I got go traipse around in the snow with Nathan (a longstanding tradition), and Kevin, Isaiah, and my mom joined us for some sledding! We finally got to use the sleds that we got for Christmas 2 years ago that had just been waiting for today! After being outside for about an hour, we headed in (too cold and wet, and Nathan and I are both a bit sick), but it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, staying inside can be great too! I'm currently reading &lt;u&gt;The Lost Hero&lt;/u&gt; by Rick Riordan, but I haven't had much free reading time lately, so I was glad to be able to catch up on that a bit. I'm also catching up on my flute practicing!! Now that I have a practice journal I actually have to write in every day at band, my practice habits are hopefully going to be improving. :P&lt;br /&gt;I also watched 3 old Psych episodes...ahh, I can never get tired of those! OH, another thing that I'm catching up on is my Facebook 30 day picture challenge! I definitely haven't posted since day 8...I'm supposed to be on day 18. :P hahaha, so I'm gathering the picture for that, and I'll post them soon. I might post the picture on here too, if I have time! But for now, just some snow pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-85CBTxBeEzo/TWbvfuw_8XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r0a1iZpq8wA/s1600/P1010862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-85CBTxBeEzo/TWbvfuw_8XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r0a1iZpq8wA/s320/P1010862.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dfhyYUhfvM/TWbv3UPFlTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kyS6zQkBIvI/s1600/P1010866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dfhyYUhfvM/TWbv3UPFlTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kyS6zQkBIvI/s320/P1010866.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUi39uLfnIw/TWbwr5DhdFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yTd7pggYUgE/s1600/P1010876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUi39uLfnIw/TWbwr5DhdFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yTd7pggYUgE/s320/P1010876.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MAe6eA47kuQ/TWbxfEem_aI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iQvf-4yaXek/s1600/P1010878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MAe6eA47kuQ/TWbxfEem_aI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iQvf-4yaXek/s320/P1010878.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9YG37hPTVc/TWbyO40CTJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PfBe05iXqDY/s1600/P1010880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9YG37hPTVc/TWbyO40CTJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PfBe05iXqDY/s320/P1010880.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, have a good day whether you have snow or not! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: happy but cold!&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:  my playlist again...currently "Down" :)&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "When words fail, music speaks."&lt;br /&gt;Random something: uh...SNOW!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8735269897399114034?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8735269897399114034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8735269897399114034&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8735269897399114034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8735269897399114034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-day.html' title='SNOW DAY!!!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-85CBTxBeEzo/TWbvfuw_8XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r0a1iZpq8wA/s72-c/P1010862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7889085698315679871</id><published>2011-02-19T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T13:37:48.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, once again, I'M BACK!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Wow, I really abandon this blog a lot, don't I? And yes, that makes me feel bad. So sorry, to whoever is reading this, if it makes you feel bad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LOT has happened since I last posted. And I mean, really a lot! Way more than usual for me. So, it's time for a few quick updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice, the last thing I posted about was my first day of NaNoWriMo. Yes, way back in November. And yes, it's late February now. But! That's not what I'm talking about now. What I'm going to say is, I actually didn't do NaNoWriMo.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I mean, I did that one day, as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;But after that, due to many distressing personal and emotional problems, I decided not to. It's really hard to explain why I made that decision, but if you really want to know why, you can ask. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number TWO big thing that happened since November:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT TO TAIWAN! Oh yeah, my lovely Taiwan. I went back (my 2nd time there) Jan 20th-Feb 1st with another mission team from my church (5 out of 7 members just happened to be members of my family, too. It was strange). And, oh boy, I loved it. That place is like my home away from home. And I am SO SO SO going again! I made a scrapbook full of pictures and thoughts and memories and stuff from both trips, so if you know me personally and want to see it, I'm sure I can arrange something! I worked really hard on it. I would post some pictures here now, but I'm not actually at home at the moment...more about that now, I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I'm not at home. I'm up in Washington staying with my aunt and uncle in Everett. My dad's uncle died in Canada last week, and the memorial service was yesterday, so since we were already planning to spend the weekend here in Washington, we decided to come up earlier and attend the service (but of course the silly border customs people couldn't understand that, and made us pull in...we always have the hardest times going to Canada! oh well). My parents saw a lot of my dad's cousins that they hadn't seen in over 20 years (my dad is half Canadian, by the way)! It was a lot of fun...well, for a memorial service, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we're telling aunt &amp;amp; uncle &amp;amp; grandma about our Taiwan trip, and after church tomorrow we're heading south to visit cousins. Which I'm happy about! :] Is it weird that they're, like, my best friends? Hmm...haha well they are, anyway. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellll, okay, I guess that's all the BIG news! And, of course, I re-did the blog. Again. ;) hahaha, I always do that, don't I? But I will try to keep posting! I really will! I'm kind of turning this into a semi book blog anyway, so that might help me to remember to post. If I get any time to actually read the books... *sigh*. Oh well, I guess I'm not as busy as some people, so I shouldn't complain! And I won't! Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now I guess! Stick around, I'll be back...BEFORE 3 months pass! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: happy/content&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: my AWESOME new blog playlist! i love it!&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "The texture! The flavor! It's like a party in my mouth!" -Justin&lt;br /&gt;Random something: I was going to have the quote of the day be the quote that was currently on my random-quotes widget, but it was way too long. So I used a quote from my friend Justin in Taiwan instead. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.factor-x.net/waldo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.factor-x.net/waldo.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(cause you know, i've always actually been HERE...wherever here is...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7889085698315679871?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7889085698315679871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7889085698315679871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7889085698315679871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7889085698315679871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2011/02/yes-once-again-im-back.html' title='Yes, once again, I&apos;M BACK!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7465998839849394626</id><published>2010-11-01T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T23:27:51.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo day one:  successful!</title><content type='html'>I DID ITTT!!! I survived day one of NaNoWriMo! ...Barely!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, it has been a hard day for me on the writing front. Took me FOREVER to get started, and then even once I did get started, I had a hard time keeping up. But I've set my minimum word count goal per day to be 2,000 words, and I got there. So I think today was a success! And of course here I am to blog about about it. WITH PICTURES!!! =O&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I started writing at approx. 7:00 p.m, because I always find that after dinner is the best writing time for me. The first thing I did was figure out how many words minimum I needed to write per day, which I mentioned above. Then, I set out to write down those 2,000 words! Not an easy feat.&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm pretty sure I said in an earlier post, I've actually somewhat planned out this novel. So I know kind of where it's going. But yeah, that didn't really help me today. Well, it did help in some spots. But I still kept getting stuck super easily, even though I knew how my book was supposed to start! Oh and also, here a little treat for you, you get to hear the first sentence! :]&lt;br /&gt;So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;"Being a fugitive is no fun." &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There you go. Are you hooked? Are you thrilled and interested? Well I sure hope so!! Haha, I think it's a pretty good first sentence. Yup yup. I'm a tad bit proud. And I thought of that, like, MONTHS ago. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But anyway! Even though I knew how everything was mostly supposed to look, I had trouble concentrating. It didn't help that almost all my family members that live here were in the living room (where I am) and talking away, and whenever ANYONE is talking, then my brain FORCES me to listen to that. So yeah, it was super annoying. And that's why, after about an hour of trying to write, I looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-r5uxysmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PpjEGj98BVs/s1600/094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-r5uxysmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PpjEGj98BVs/s320/094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(yes I cut my bangs on Saturday. :] hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it wasn't that great. I also kept getting distracted by my cat, who is the cutest thing ever. Picture (really bad picture that doesn't do him justice, that is) below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-txeFw2dI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uODz62L0lck/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-txeFw2dI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uODz62L0lck/s320/095.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even took a picture of the ninjas on my email. Yes i was a bit bored. So here's that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-sUAkW8hI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pFR8xm7TLAA/s1600/090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-sUAkW8hI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pFR8xm7TLAA/s320/090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But aren't they cute?!?!?!? I love gmail!! Oh, right. Anyway! I was stuck. Finally, at around 9:00 I think, most of the people left or stopped talking, and I could get down to business. So I wrote some. And then I stopped for a while. Wrote some. Out of ideas. Wrote some. Didn't like it. Wrote some more. Yeah, it was still a bit bumpy. Hence the next picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-tBLFyeII/AAAAAAAAAFU/hgol7Xbq7fs/s1600/093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-tBLFyeII/AAAAAAAAAFU/hgol7Xbq7fs/s320/093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then! I had a stroke of genius. I went back to my email, and looked for some old WriMo pep-talks from last year. I found the one I had gotten last Nov. 1st (since I already read the one I got today). I read that one. And it helped me. So then, FINALLY, I went, wrote, and got down my 2,000 words by around 11:00. YAY! And that pep talk is what helped make NaNoWriMo day one: SUCCESSFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-uWvDxPdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/wo_GkA6Vev0/s1600/097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-uWvDxPdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/wo_GkA6Vev0/s320/097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, that's it. Thumbs up for me. :]&lt;br /&gt;But really, for some reason this year (well, I'm not sure I can say that after only one day, but still) seems way harder than last year. Ugh. But hopefully my writing will be &lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt;! And I know I CAN DO IT! And so can you. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bye everyone! I had a ton of fun making this post. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  ready to go to BED!&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: just house noises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Quote of the day: "The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say."&amp;nbsp; ~Anaïs Nin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random something: I kind of loved doing the pictures with my post things. and yes I actually did take all those at varying stages throughout the evening. so yeah. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7465998839849394626?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7465998839849394626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7465998839849394626&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7465998839849394626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7465998839849394626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/11/nanowrimo-day-one-successful.html' title='NaNoWriMo day one:  successful!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TM-r5uxysmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PpjEGj98BVs/s72-c/094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8260942469804230266</id><published>2010-10-29T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T21:26:41.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking. Out.</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody! I think that CurrClick post got me back into the blogging mood! Or just the fact that I realize I'm going to actually have to start writing again, on Monday. And that's what today's title and post is about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 1st is on Monday. That also means NaNoWriMo starts on Monday. MONDAY. And today is FRIDAY. I AM KIND OF MOST DEFINITELY FREAKING OUT!!!! Yeah! And why am I freaking out so much? Mmm, maybe because I haven't seriously written anything since LAST November! I KNOW I KNOW I'M A TERRIBLE PERSON. Wow, I'm saying that a lot lately, aren't I? But really! I'm supposed to be the writer person! I even think of *myself* as 'the writer person'! And yet...I've been neglecting my writing. And I actually feel really bad about that. I mean, seriously. It's what I want to pursue as a career, I should be at least writing somewhat now, right? But I really haven't. I mean, I worked on writing for the group epic in Lit Class, but that's pretty much it. Besides a few other school things, I guess.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway. I'm going to be doing something a bit different for NaNoWriMo this year. I've had this novel idea in my head since summer, and I was planning to just write it normally starting when I started school, and take a break to do a side project for WriMo, but...I never ended up actually writing it! So I'm going to start on my novel, and try to write the 50,000 words, but I'm not going to try and actually FINISH the novel, because I want it to be longer than that. I think it'll work pretty well! Oh and I'm also actually planning out what I write before I write it, for the first time ever! It's sooo weird. But I really want this book to be the &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; thing I've ever written. And I am excited along with my nervousness. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah! On a random side note, I went to Washington for the day, and visited my cousins while my dad was at a meeting for his work. My cousin Karen (who is almost exactly half a year older than me, on another random note) just got her permit on Wednesday, and she took me out on a drive around the town. *I'd just like to add that her mom WAS in the front seat, and she HAS been driving in their field for several years! So she does know how to drive and it was perfectly safe! Haha just had to put that in.*&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, now I totally feel good about myself...like, if she can drive, I know I can too! So that's cool. I still definitely need to finish reading the driver's manual, though...ugh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, I think that's all I have to say for now! Be looking for updates in November, though, because who knows, I might post excerpts from my novel or something! ;) Okay, peace ya'll, haha I'm outta here. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just realized...if you're reading this and have NO idea what I'm talking about about NaNoWriMo, check out either one of these websites!: &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNoWriMo adult program&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://ywp.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNoWriMo young writers program&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Tired, but pretty content. :)&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: 'Just The Way You Are' by Bruno Mars. :] &lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: With the past, I have nothing to do; nor with the future.  I live now.  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson (my new blog description quote!)&lt;br /&gt;Random something: I just watched How To Train Your Dragon! LONG LIVE THE SHERBERT-DRAGON!!! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8260942469804230266?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8260942469804230266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8260942469804230266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8260942469804230266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8260942469804230266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/10/freaking-out.html' title='Freaking. Out.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-1450204990058690740</id><published>2010-10-25T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T17:37:42.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I know, I'm a terrible person</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm horrible. None of you should forgive me. I haven't posted in WAY TOO LONG!!! But now I'm posting again, and it will be a super good post, because I'm doing it for the first CurrClick Live student blog hop! Yes, it's true! So anyway, the topic today is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduce yourself and share more about your interests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's exactly what I'll be doing! Here goes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* My name is Megan, affectionately known as Megatron to some. I'm a fifteen year old Christian homeschooled Sophomore living in Oregon. I'm passionate about music, writing, and reading (my favorite books are The Hunger Games trilogy, The Chaos Walking trilogy and The Host..all MUST READS). So that's pretty much the basics! haha. and now for a fun survey... You can learn the ABC's about me! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE : No, but I am single. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY : August 1st, 1995. :) yes I'm a young'un, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- CRUSHING ON : Haha wouldn't you like to know?? Oh well I'll tell you...nobody! Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD : water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON(S) TO TALK TO : Nate (my little brother), Jeremiah (my cousin), God... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG AT THE MOMENT : favorite SONGS at the moment are Wasted by Cartel and Secret Valentine by We The Kings. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - GUY/GIRL: girl! But I sure hope you already knew that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN : *I cannot disclose this information on my blog* haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH: Jesus? :D Oh and that little 2-year old boy I play with on Thursdays. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE: I tried to learn how... Epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE : Riiiiight. Psh no! Not human!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE : let's see, that would be from Oregon to Tijuana, Mexico...so, like, 48 hours. Or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - MILKSHAKE FLAVOR : Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS : four! One sister, three brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH : Just one? Aw man... To actually write a book that I'm proud of. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST : I think my friend Christy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - QUIET PERSON: Heh heh...this is a complicated question, actually. Yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - REASON TO SMILE : I have amazing friends and family and God who all love me, plus I have my two adorable cats, and MUSIC! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: listening to my Secondhand Serenade station on Pandora, so the one before the one I'm listening to right now was Suppose by Secondhand Serenade. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: woke up or got up?? I woke up probably around 5:00, but didn't get up until 8:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: Seriously, why would anyone want to know this?? CLASSIFIED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetables: depends on the vegetable of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT : not sure...probably biting my nails. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD MOST RECENTLY: I really have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - YOYOS ARE : Supah fun. Sometimes. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN : Leo? I think...no that's not right...I don't remember! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Questions About You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels: Mgn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite number : don't really have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most : Blue, probably followed by black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color : Pink! I guess it's not THAT bad, but I never wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to : I think I already said this...pandora.com Secondhand Serenade station. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now : Yes, mostly. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite class : band and lit class (on CurrClick!)! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend(s) : my friend Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college : September...about a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing? : NO WAY. I'm working on it though...sorta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes : that I own? Purple checkered Converse. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance : not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth: Ive never tried, but there's no way I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle : Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands : Well...really badly with one hand, but sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross your eyes : kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes: walk on my toes? Nope not really. A little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets : No I do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles: Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic : not the traditional kind of "magic" that people think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight : not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Satan: yes, just like God, Jesus, Heaven, and Hell, he exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Santa : No. I do know about the real Saint Nicholas who lived though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim : yeah but not really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters : The little wimpy ones, yeah! NO GOING UPSIDE-DOWN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows : no way. I can't even handle some of the stuff we eat for meals around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane : Yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean : Heck yeah! In more than one country! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails: Why of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside : I dunno. Cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to : 104.7 ...yeah I'm ashamed. And 107.9 when kduk plays music I can't stand (which is usually Katy Perry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at : Yi Shen (I think that's how you spell it). Amazing Vietnamese food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought : food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched : Psych! Great show! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you IM'd: umm...my cousin Micaiah I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of: uhhh...me! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to: not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out: Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep : Pretty much, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder : No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex: Not exactly, no. Well not in the way that this question means. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury : Not usually, it depends on how bad it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry : pretty much yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person? : The majority of the time, yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color: blonde/brown. It's confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY WEARING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shirt are you wearing: ...a shirt? haha kind of a boring straw-colored one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pants : jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: Just socks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necklaces : the necklace I got in Taiwan, it's green and has a PIG on it!! (cause it was the year of the pig) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A BOY/GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color : Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair : Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height : Taller or same height as me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in jail : Never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone : No way! Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard, you cried : heck yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school : I'm a lucky homeschooler. :D Don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store : not that I know of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to be a model : No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen a dead body : not human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on drugs : NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping : Nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREFERENCES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds or Burger King : McDonalds! I don't like burger king cause I don't eat burgers at restaurants. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates : Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : Chocolate. Yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries : Both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies : Both together! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie : can I please say both again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums : okay this is kind of crazy but... BOTH!! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alll right folks, that's all for now! Hope you've gotten to know me in at least some way, and that this wasn't extremely long and boring. See you next time! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-1450204990058690740?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1450204990058690740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=1450204990058690740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1450204990058690740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1450204990058690740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/10/yeah-i-know-im-terrible-person.html' title='Yeah, I know, I&apos;m a terrible person'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-971593792811798073</id><published>2010-08-23T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:46:25.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day, one more reason!</title><content type='html'>Heeeeyyyyyyy!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So yeah, I went to the beach today. I froze to death. It was so windy!! But yeah, I had fun. And I'm still exhausted...gosh, I dunno when I *won't* be exhausted! Okay, well, time for today's reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;• An extremely strong, brave, FEMALE protagonist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (for those of you without literary knowledge, that means main character).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Katniss. I find Katniss an example for female main characters around the globe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously! So many times, female characters are portrayed as weak or dumb or at least not overly resourceful. But Katniss is the opposite of all those things! You must admit, she is pretty dang awesome (and I definitely know a few guys who would agree with that fact. Team Katniss anyone?). ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I do love Katniss. Of course I'm many times frustrated with her, but hey, I always get frustrated with the main character in books. Who doesn't? And yes, she can be rather...dense at times. But heck, that's another reason I was going to mention-she's HUMAN. Very much so. Yet another thing I love about SC's characters! They're all so believable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yes yes. I kind of want to get plenty of sleep tonight, so I'll be rested up for tomorrow! What's tomorrow, you ask? ...well you'd better not be asking that!!!! Mockingjay. BRING IT ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, okay, I'm done being a dork. Toodle-oo! May the odds be ever in your favor, especially when it comes to getting your copy of Mokingjay! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: happy! And tired, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: 'I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun.'.  -Katniss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Fave playlist! Currently it's on Haven't Met You Yet by Michael Bublé. I love this song! :]. (the funny thing is, right after that song finished, The Kill by 30STM came on. That song AKWAYS seems to be playing while I'm typing this part!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mockingjay countdown: ONE DAY!!!!!!!!!! less than 24 hours! OH GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-971593792811798073?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/971593792811798073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=971593792811798073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/971593792811798073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/971593792811798073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-more-day-one-more-reason.html' title='One more day, one more reason!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-3344573781572410731</id><published>2010-08-22T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:45:35.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really don't know.</title><content type='html'>Hey there y'all. I am so proud of myself for posting right now. Why? Well for many different reasons. For one, I really don't know what my reason is going to be today. =P I am just bad at thinking up reasons why I love things! And two, I'm still in the middle of rereading Catching Fire, AND I'm going to the beach tomorrow so i'll barely have time to read it. I'll probably have to make myself car sick from reading in the car... Heh heh. Oh, and on a final note, I am EXHAUSTED! Not. Even. Kidding. But I feel waaayyy better than I did earlier, so it's okay. I'm also stressed about a few things, though, so it's annoying. Anyway! Here's reason number...oh, I don't even know. Just let me think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh yeah! I remembered one I had thought of earlier :D!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;• The complexity of the plot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeedy. There are so many elements of THG that might seem simple at first, but when you think about it, are really quite complicated. And SC &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;rarely&lt;/span&gt; puts something into the story that isn't explained later or has something to do with the plot. That's another reason I'm excited for Mockingjay, to see all these loose ends tied up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are so many theories people can think up. I'm not too fond of theories, but I think everybody has at least one. I'm trying to think of some examples of complex plot points...well there's the thing with Plutarch Heavensbee and his Mockingjay watch (Catching Fire pg. 82). I don't even think that's fully been explained yet! There are just so many little things woven in together tightly to make a GREAT story. I love it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: um. Not sure! Haha&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: The Kill by 30 Seconds To Mars. LOVE THIS SONG!&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "I wanna buy you everything except cologne, cause it's poison." (from the song If Its Love by Train)&lt;br /&gt;Mockingjay countdown: twoooooooooo!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-3344573781572410731?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3344573781572410731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=3344573781572410731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3344573781572410731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3344573781572410731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-really-dont-know.html' title='I really don&apos;t know.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8327384568713306500</id><published>2010-08-21T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:21:33.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oopsie. Heh heh.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, I'm a bad girl, I didn't post yesterday. But I went to the fair! And it was fun! And then I was freaking EXHAUSTED afterward. Even so tired that I didn't finish rereading The Hunger Games like I was supposed to! Yeah. So that's why I didn't post. But it's okay, because today you get an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EXTRA GOOD&lt;/span&gt; reason to make up for it! :D&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peeta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES YES YES YES YES. He is definitely a whole reason. Wow this post is going to be fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, who WOULDN'T love Peeta? I wonder if we have any Team Gale people reading this...crazies. I'm serious, Peeta is amazing. If he wasn't in The Hunger Games...well I don't know what I'd do! It would be a totally different book. Because Peeta adds such a wonderful element to it, really. He is such a sweetheart and deeply cares for Katniss and, and...oh gosh. I'm such a girl. And I really don't know how to properly write this post, because I really can't place a finger on everything that is so amazing about Peeta. So how about a few quotes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it." -Peeta Mellark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"You here to finish me off, sweeheart?" –Peeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"I want to show them that I'm more than just a piece in their Games," -Peeta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Trust me. Killing things is much easier than this," I said. "Although for all I know, I am killing you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; "Can you speed it up a little?" He asks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; "No. Shut up and eat your pears," I say. -Katniss+Peeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Peeta," I say lightly. "You said at the interview you'd had a crush on me forever. When did forever start?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; "Oh, let's see. I guess the first day of school. We were five. You had  on a red plaid dress and your hair...it was in two braids instead of  one. My father pointed you out when we were waiting to line up," Peeta  says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; "Your father? Why?" I ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; "He said, 'See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner, '" Peeta says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; "What? You're making that up!" I exclaim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; "No, true story," Peeta says. "And I said, 'A coal miner? Why did she  want a coal miner if she could've had you?' And he said, 'Because when  he sings...even the birds stop to listen." -Peeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(And OHMYGOSH page 130...) "'Well there is this one girl. I've had a crush on her since i can  remember. But i'm pretty sure she didn't know i was alive till the  reaping." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; . . .skipping a lil . . . ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; "'I don't think it's going to work out. Winning . . won't help in my case'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; . . .Skipping again .. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; "Peeta blushes beet red and stammers out. 'Because..because..she came here with me.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; -Peeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think that's enough quotes...now for some artwork! (Yes, I am obsessed. Shut up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Look! It's Peeta! :D (I love &lt;a href="http://burdge-bug.deviantart.com/"&gt;burdge-bug's&lt;/a&gt; artwork)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Gordon/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Gordon/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCIAJqgtFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Cqlvs3HDpx8/s1600/Peeta_Colored_by_free_energy.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCIAJqgtFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Cqlvs3HDpx8/s320/Peeta_Colored_by_free_energy.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508051880449717330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Personal favorite. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCH_XlluQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/w-4dYwth1ko/s1600/Indecision_by_Peibee_an_Jay.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCH_XlluQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/w-4dYwth1ko/s320/Indecision_by_Peibee_an_Jay.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508051867007301890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           Another by burdge-bug. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCH9EV_GFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/p9yMSCS43hM/s1600/Do_you_even_know__by_burdge_bug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCH9EV_GFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/p9yMSCS43hM/s320/Do_you_even_know__by_burdge_bug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508051827481843794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     And these next two are just hilarious. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCH-nkxouI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2yZankbUJKc/s1600/Hunger_Games__Peeta_VS_Gale_by_apricotteacup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCH-nkxouI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2yZankbUJKc/s320/Hunger_Games__Peeta_VS_Gale_by_apricotteacup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508051854118986466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCH9lQA_OI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tIBJ0qKW1l8/s1600/hot_chocolate_by_2artemis2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCH9lQA_OI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tIBJ0qKW1l8/s320/hot_chocolate_by_2artemis2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508051836315172066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCH9EV_GFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/p9yMSCS43hM/s1600/Do_you_even_know__by_burdge_bug.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Wow, this is totally not even about Peeta anymore. Well, I'm just gonna wrap up so I can go read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE PEETA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go! That was easy!  :]&lt;br /&gt;Ttfn! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: exhaustie-d. Yeah, try and figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: summer playlist! :D right now is Technicolor Phase by Owl City.&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "I have kept track of the boy with the bread."&lt;br /&gt;Mockingjay countdown: 3 days!! That's THREE, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8327384568713306500?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8327384568713306500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8327384568713306500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8327384568713306500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8327384568713306500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/08/oopsie-heh-heh.html' title='Oopsie. Heh heh.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/THCIAJqgtFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Cqlvs3HDpx8/s72-c/Peeta_Colored_by_free_energy.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-1409288133117971587</id><published>2010-08-19T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:04:29.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be a quick post! Why? Cause I was in the middle of reading (well, re-reading) The Hunger Games when I realized I hadn't posted yet today! And I'm at an exciting part so I gotta hurry. But it's okay because that'll just help me with today's point! Which is, are you ready?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Suspense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's right. Suspense. You know what the word means. I love it! One of the hardest things for me in writing is creating suspense, especially to end chapters with. Because everybody loves suspense! I mean seriously, think of the endings of both the first two books. "I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading for the moment when I will finally have to let go."&lt;br /&gt;I mean, GOSH!! I know for me personally at least, when I read that I was dying inside. I had to know what wad going to happen! And then the second book, and "There is no District 12". ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?!!!????!??!!?!!?!!??!!?!!?!!?????!!?!!!!?!?!?!!?!!??!!!?!!?!!?!!??!!!!!?!!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!! I know that so many of us were, well, frustrated with SC for leaving us hanging like that! But, it's a good frustrated. And it's one of the best skills to learn as a writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I could go on and on about how GREAT the suspence and ALL the dramatic elements of THG is, but heck, I wanna get back to reading it! So instead I want YOU to post some examples. Kay? Everyone got it? Comment stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well I thought I had something else to post, but I don't remember it! So okay! Bye. I'm gonna go read more! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Tired. Happy. I love THG.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: my parents talking. =\&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "It's so fluffy I could DIE!!"&lt;br /&gt;Mockingjay countdown: FIVE FREAKING DAYS!!!!!! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-1409288133117971587?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1409288133117971587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=1409288133117971587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1409288133117971587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1409288133117971587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-will-be-quick-post-why-cause-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7269281649008809488</id><published>2010-08-18T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:05:43.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason number 6 of my countdown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here I am again, everybody! See what wonders this countdown is doing for my blogging life? And it's totally helping me get even MORE excited for Mockingjay (and I didn't think that was possible!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But anyway. Here we go, reason number 6! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;• It's written in present-tense&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, okay, so maybe my inner author is showing today. But seriously! Writing in present tense is really hard (trust me, I've tried) and Suzanne Collins pulls it off perfectly. I mean, she makes it all seem so realistic, like it's really happening at the time, which is exactly what present tense is supposed to feel like, and she also fits in the memories in past tense without it feeling strange. So I totally admire her for that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And also, since some of you might not think that's a legit reason, or at least not a good one (although I think it is), and I promised to add some little extra things, it's time for *drum roll* Megan's Theory's Time! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY! Haha...okay then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I started re-reading The Hunger Games again today. And, when I was still on *page FIVE*, I noticed something. Something about Katniss' dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here, straight from the book: 'My father knew and he taught me some before he was blown to bits in a mine explosion. There was nothing even to bury.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing to bury, huh? Guess what I was thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;MAYBE HER DAD COULD STILL BE ALIVE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, I do seriously doubt it myself. But wouldn't that be amazing? I mean, if there was no body to bury, where's the proof that he's dead? He could be hiding out in District 13! I know, it's crazy. Very crazy. But what are your thoughts? I CAN'T WAIT to find out what's going to happen!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mood: hmm. kinda hungry. foooooood! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Listening to: my summer playlist- right now is My Paper Heart by the All-American Rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Quote of the day: "You've got about as much charm as a dead slug." from The Hunger Games! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mockingjay countdown: 6 more days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7269281649008809488?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7269281649008809488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7269281649008809488&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7269281649008809488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7269281649008809488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/08/reason-number-6-of-my-countdown.html' title='Reason number 6 of my countdown!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-6803348002279537776</id><published>2010-08-17T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:05:00.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown Reason number 7!</title><content type='html'>Whoops, I almost forgot to post this before going to bed! Good thing I didn't. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just a note before I start: these aren't nessicarily in any order. Just whatever I think of, I'll write! That's always worked for me, so yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here we go. Reason number seven of Why I Love The Hunger Games So Much:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;• I can read them over and over and they never get old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! I've already read them multiple times, I'm not even sure how many. And I'm planning to read them again starting tomorrow, in another preperation for Mockingjay! :D&lt;br /&gt;There's just something about these books that never gets old. Every time I read them, I'm still surprised, still see new things. I have some books I've read that I love just as much as this series, but I've only read once or twice. They just seem weird when I read them again. But not The Hunger Games! I think it's awesome that I can re-read them multiple times, personally. And it makes owning them so much more useful! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there's today's reason. It's not the best, but hey, I'm tired. Okay, well, until tomorrow's post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Megan, crazed Hunger Games lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: tired but fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: The Kill by 30 Seconds To Mars&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: 'Monk: Nobody's shaking hands. Everybody's saluting. Maybe I should enlist.&lt;br /&gt;Natalie: No.&lt;br /&gt;Monk: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Natalie: Because I love America.'&lt;br /&gt;Mockingjay countdown: one week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-6803348002279537776?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6803348002279537776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=6803348002279537776&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6803348002279537776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6803348002279537776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/08/countdown-reason-number-7.html' title='Countdown Reason number 7!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-3942316871914499915</id><published>2010-08-17T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:36:36.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update + Countdown! Yes yes yes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why hello there! Yes, I'm a terrible person, I haven't blogged in forever. But, I'm here again, and I have something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;extra special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to make up for it! =D&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Aren't you excited? Haha...not. But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? There is exactly ONE WEEK until Mockingjay. Yes, one week. 7 days. And when you've been waiting for 2 *years* (like ME), those numbers are sweet relief. And they keep getting smaller. But yes, one week until the 24th, until the 3rd and final book of the Hunger Games trilogy is available to the public. And on a personal note, may I please just say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO EXCITED OH MY GOSH I'VE BEEN WAITING FOREVER AND I THOUGHT THIS DAY WOULD NEVER GET HERE BUT IT ALMOST IS AND I KEEP FORGETTING AND THEN REMEMBERING AND I HAVE THESE MOMENTS OF BLISS AND I THINK I'M GOING TO CRY WHEN I GET MY COPY AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh. Sorry about that. Whoops. Anyway, as I was saying, there's only one more week! Therefore, like so many other people are doing, I'm going to have a countdown of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a day, every day until the 24th (Mockingjay day!!) I'm going to post one thing I like about The Hunger Games. Like, one of the reasons I like the books so much, you know? And if I can think of anything, I'll also post some sort of...surprise or something, I don't know. But yeah! I'm excited. Definitely. I doubt anyone else is, but whatever. It'll be yet another thing to help me get excited for Mockingjay! Not that I NEED anything. But what can I say except ARE YOU HUNGRY FOR THE HUNGER GAMES?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, so, I'm trying to decide if I should actually post the first thing right now. Because this post is probably getting kind of long. Um. I dunno. I guess I'll wait, think something up, and then post it in a while. So be looking for that later tonight! Yay. I'm excited!!! =) Okay, well, bye for now everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: supremely happy&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: nuttin'. But I got headphones on. Huh...&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monk&lt;/b&gt;: Nobody's shaking hands, everybody's saluting! Maybe I should enlist.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Natalie&lt;/b&gt;: No, Mr. Monk, please don't enlist. Don't even joke about it.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monk&lt;/b&gt;: Why not?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Natalie&lt;/b&gt;: Because I love America.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mockingjay countdown: 7 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTH7FsGlD3SulrcZVl1imtzsNdAomaQK4xvdLAbcWnUfgvahjc&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__ZQ6new5872xbdE6pHq1F88_w08E="&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTH7FsGlD3SulrcZVl1imtzsNdAomaQK4xvdLAbcWnUfgvahjc&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__ZQ6new5872xbdE6pHq1F88_w08E=" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-3942316871914499915?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3942316871914499915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=3942316871914499915&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3942316871914499915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3942316871914499915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/08/update-countdown-yes-yes-yes.html' title='Update + Countdown! Yes yes yes!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-9030148846897121100</id><published>2010-07-04T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:57:09.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th?</title><content type='html'>Well hi there. Yes, it is the 4th of July. Independence Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is my 4th of July? Well. Okay, I guess. Its had its ups and downs. This morning was kind of confusing trying to figure out plans, what with two of my brothers being sick and the other one up working at a deaf camp. But anyway, I ended up just skipping church and heading over to my sister's house for the parade. And I NEVER skip church unless I'm sick or out of town, so it was WEIRD! But anyway. I'm really tired (one of the downs) and really don't feel like writing in any detail. So I'm just gonna make a list of random things/points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I know four people that have their birthday today. Four. On the fourth! Bahahahaha...okay yeah.&lt;br /&gt;-I got my first burn of the summer. On purpose. Kind of. Now I'm thinking I was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;- I got to see some friends at the park afterwards! Haven't seen them in a long time. It was nice. And I ate a falafel (is that even how you spell it?) for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;-I was thinking...I have never cried in public. I mean, not since I was really little, because I did then, of course. But I mean, that I know of, none of my friends have ever seen me cry or anything. It's just the kind of person I am. And don't ask why I've been thinking about that!&lt;br /&gt;-I'm bummed that the ice rink doesn't re-open until mid-August.&lt;br /&gt;-I really don't think anyone cares about this!&lt;br /&gt;-I'm stopping now.&lt;br /&gt;-Bye.&lt;br /&gt;-Oh, before you leave, I'd like to point out that I'm in love with Mitchell Davis, Wade Johnston, and possibly Ahren Baesler (I think that's how you spell it). And I would say Julia Nunes to, but...yeah NO. But anyway, look them up.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm done now.&lt;br /&gt;-For reals.&lt;br /&gt;-Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-9030148846897121100?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/9030148846897121100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=9030148846897121100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/9030148846897121100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/9030148846897121100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th?'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-799960486726904231</id><published>2010-06-24T13:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T13:09:56.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless advertising...</title><content type='html'>Okay everyone I have one word for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VOTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what you do. Go here : &lt;a href="http://www.kduk.com/pages/morning_house_party_chino"&gt;http://www.kduk.com/pages/morning_house_party_chino&lt;/a&gt; and scroll down a little. On the right there's a voting bar thing. Vote for Rebecca! Multiple times if you please. And yeah, that's all you gotta do! Of course, you can listen to her too if you want, but it doesn't do her justice. Okay. DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO IT NOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-799960486726904231?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/799960486726904231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=799960486726904231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/799960486726904231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/799960486726904231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/06/shameless-advertising.html' title='Shameless advertising...'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-469593490583902838</id><published>2010-06-22T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:21:55.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well well well!</title><content type='html'>Heeey! Yup, it's me. I'm posting again, aren't I a good girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see. I had training for Camp Harlow Saturday-Monday! And it was all day Saturday and Monday. Yeah, exhausting! I'm still pretty tired but not too much so. However, my little brother very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thoughtfully&lt;/span&gt; *cough cough* invited three of his friends over. And one of them brought a puppy. And my mom very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thoughtfully&lt;/span&gt; *cough COUGH* let them come. But oh well! No complaining from me, that's for sure! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, the training was a lot of fun. I got to see friends I haven't seen since last year (or just not for a long time) and some of my best friends are working there for the first time this year! So I'm really glad about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else am I doing? Well right now I'm listening to music. Currently playing is Blame It On The Rain by He Is We. I don't know if anybody cares, but whatever. It has...significant meaning. And memories! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'd also like to say that I was very thankful for the person in my cabin at Harlow who was playing We The Kings while we cleaned and got ready for stuff. I forgot how much I liked them! But now I remember. And it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhhhh! While on the topic of We The Kings, I have recently been informed that they have a free show in Eugene on Monday! Wow, I want to go sooo bad. Doubt it's gonna happen, though. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, this song just came on...ahhahahaha. Oh wait! Darn it. I'm trying to stop rambling, riiiight. Yeah, I'm going to be trying to make my posts have more...oh what was the word? Point? Yeah I guess that's it. So for now I'm just rambling. But unless people like it, I'm going to try and actually post well. Okay, that's all for now I guess! Bye. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and HAPPY SUMMER!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TCD-771RrpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dqVXWRAUUEI/s320/summer_scenery-1161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485664651764149906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-469593490583902838?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/469593490583902838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=469593490583902838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/469593490583902838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/469593490583902838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-well-well.html' title='Well well well!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/TCD-771RrpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dqVXWRAUUEI/s72-c/summer_scenery-1161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5627390206248068882</id><published>2010-06-17T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:21:50.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whoaaaa...</title><content type='html'>WHOA! Lookie here, I'm posting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am alive. I am not dead. I am actually doing perfectly fine. I just haven't been in the mood for writing lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, it's terrible. Especially for someone who considers herself a write. I don't even know if I should anymore! I haven't legitly (yes, legitly) written anything in a LONG. TIME. Ugh. I need to re-find my muse! My inspiration! Or maybe I should just write WITHOUT it. But I hate doing thaaaat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY!!! Megan. Enough whining. Get yourself together! Let's see. What's up with me? Well, seeing as how I haven't posted since the end of March... A FREAKING LOT. Yup. But for now, I have to go do chores and then watch MONK! Woot woot! So ttfn. I'll try and keep posting!!!!!! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5627390206248068882?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5627390206248068882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5627390206248068882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5627390206248068882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5627390206248068882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/06/whoaaaa.html' title='whoaaaa...'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-3950962790274170825</id><published>2010-03-31T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T14:35:42.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico Montage (my sunburn turned into a tan)</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;(this is a little thing I wrote to update everyone about my trip. it was a lot of fun making it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;My sunburn turned into a tan!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;After leaving Trent church,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;the bus broke down three times&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;1: not too long&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;2: found a lodge&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;3: Yreka Ray's!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Back on the road&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;we're all friends now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;drove through the night smoothly&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;besides the stinky smell&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;plus some smoke&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;but it's all cool.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Oh, and my sunburn turned into a tan!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Arrived in Mexico on Saturday&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;a little behind schedule&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;but still not too late&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Sunday morning the worksite was a surprise&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;there was a still a house&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;where there shouldn't have been.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;We talked it over&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and being the kindhearted people that we are,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;we couldn't give it up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Even offering to give up&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;on going to Knott's Berry Farm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;We just couldn't leave that family.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Helped them move out all their stuff&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;the old house was a sorry sight&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;it made me even more thankful&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;for what we did for them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Plus, my sunburn turned into a tan!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Building and building  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;for 4 days&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;we really did a lot of work,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;more than we expected&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and still, we finished the house.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Parting was a sad time,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;lots of people cried&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;I didn't, but then again&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;I'm not much for crying in public&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;I felt like crying, though.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;When we drove away&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Michael was waving&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;with tears streaming down his cheeks&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;I wish them all the best&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and I know that everyone will miss him&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and all of them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Driving got us back to our&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;regular happy selves&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and soon we were at a church gym&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;excited to be taking real showers!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;We also did devotions&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;revealed our prayer partners&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;everyone had nice things said about them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;There was a bit of a damper on things&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;what with the situation&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;with John&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;but still, everything was awesome.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;And then the fun day!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Best fun day ever&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;at Knott's Berry Farm&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;we didn't need to give it up after all&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;since we're such hard and fast workers&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;we built the house in time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Everyone loved the fun day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and we all wrote about it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;in Esther's journal&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;I'm a wimp and went on the little rides&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;but my brave friends went on a lot more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;After that, more and more driving,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;with lots of fun pranks&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;on the people who were sleeping in the back of the bus&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;until eventually we were back at Trent church&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;with family and friends waiting&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;to greet us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;they really missed us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;And even though we missed them,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;I think everyone was kind of sad&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;to be home again&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and it was a sad parting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Everyone got to know each other&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;really really well&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and I made a ton of new friends&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;who I still miss&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and can't wait to hang out with again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;But it was a great trip,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;and a life-changing experience.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;Oh, and&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;did I mention that my burn turned into tan?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-3950962790274170825?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3950962790274170825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=3950962790274170825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3950962790274170825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3950962790274170825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/03/mexico-montage-my-sunburn-turned-into.html' title='Mexico Montage (my sunburn turned into a tan)'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2387529179326851967</id><published>2010-03-27T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T20:05:16.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to start?</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness. I seriously do not know where to start. So many things have happened and I've changed so much, even in just the past week. It's so crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose you should know (SHOULD...) that I went to Mexico over spring break! I got home today. I didn't want the trip to end... I miss all those people so much. Even though I'm going to see most of them tomorrow! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really hungry but I just wanted to explain one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new playlist (called Mexico Playlist) consists of songs that were played repeated and/or have meaning from the trip. So, as much as I didn't want to put Tik Tok on there, I HAD TO! Okay that's all. I'm done. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2387529179326851967?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2387529179326851967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2387529179326851967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2387529179326851967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2387529179326851967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-to-start.html' title='Where to start?'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-1947500601155223898</id><published>2010-02-28T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:04:57.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>Overcome with grief and emotion&lt;br /&gt;overwhelmed with bitterness and desire&lt;br /&gt;can I help that I'm only human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcome with sadness and longing&lt;br /&gt;overwhelmed with trying to hide&lt;br /&gt;can I help that I'm only human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you help me find my voice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-1947500601155223898?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1947500601155223898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=1947500601155223898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1947500601155223898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1947500601155223898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/02/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-6832285431880830293</id><published>2010-02-25T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:11:33.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days like these</title><content type='html'>It felt like summer today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love days that feel like summer. But nothing can beat summer itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days that feel like summer make me so happy. They make me feel light and carefree, not a trouble in the world. Like I could FLY. Of course I always have to come crashing down to earth, but I don't mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even wrote a poem about it! Crazy, I know. But anyway, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like summer&lt;br /&gt;My favorite season&lt;br /&gt;When the grass is green&lt;br /&gt;The sky is bright&lt;br /&gt;And all I need is a daydream.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, not the best, I know. But it's satisfying to write stuff like that down, you know? That's actually why I'm even still posting on this blog, since nobody actually reads it anymore... Oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live for days like these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-6832285431880830293?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6832285431880830293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=6832285431880830293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6832285431880830293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6832285431880830293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/02/days-like-these.html' title='Days like these'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-6237410018898333420</id><published>2010-02-17T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:17:55.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two is better than one.... depending on those two.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, right now I'm listening to Two Is Better Than One by Boys Like Girls (featuring Taylor Swift!), hence the title. Yup yup. It's pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised I would be posting later today, and so I am. Yay! I'm so responsible! Anyway. I got back from my sister's house a little while, she invited me over to watch&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sabrina&lt;/span&gt;. The newer one, not the one with Audrey Hepburn. And not Sabrina the teenage witch, Sabrina the chauffeur's daughter. Know what movie I'm talking about? Anyway, I hadn't seen that version before, and it was good. And it had Harrison Ford in it! :D LOL, he's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been pretty busy lately. One thing... I'm going to Mexico! Yeah!! I'm going with some people from my youth group and from Trent Church of Christ; going during Spring Break; gonna build a house (AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... inside joke there). Did I forget anything? Well, I'm really excited. The whole trip only costs 250 dollars, and 100 or so of that is for a fun day. So Yeah I'm pretty happy about that. I had two fundraisers that I worked at already; one on Friday, and one on Saturday. I had a REALLY busy weekend, but more about that later. Anyway, yeah, on Friday I went with Mike (the man in charge of our group) and two other guys who are going on the trip, Blake and Kyle. Oh, and Blake is my cousin's evil twin. Yeah. Anyway, we went and helped clean out this lady's garage and back yard, and washed a car, and did stuff. I earned a lot of money from that. Then on Saturday I went to my church and helped make decorations and then went to the other fundraiser with some of my friends who are also going on the trip.... okay, I'll stop putting in all these details. Anyway, it was a car wash and bake sale, so I helped wash cars for two hours. It was pretty fun, actually. And then on Sunday (Valentine's Day, YUCK) there was a potluck after church, and then me and my parents went up to Washington where I got to hang with my awesome (and weird) cousins. OH, and I got to go see The Lightening Thief!  Yeah I was SOOOO happy about that. And it was really good to. See it. Do it. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, I've been busy!! That's basically it. More updates later. Toodle-oo! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-6237410018898333420?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6237410018898333420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=6237410018898333420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6237410018898333420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6237410018898333420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-is-better-than-one-depending-on.html' title='Two is better than one.... depending on those two.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-6932767162555480196</id><published>2010-02-17T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T11:22:49.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short story</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm going to post later today, I promise. But right now is school time, so I can't. I just wanted to share this short story that I wrote several years ago. I wrote it while we were on vacation at the beach, and I was sitting on a boulder overlooking the ocean. I remember being really proud of this story, I even read it out loud to all my relatives who were there with us. Anyway, here it is, more later today. (And I haven't edited this, so there are some problems with it. But I was pretty young)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Living Life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="CENTER"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By Megan, Age 10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The nighttime surrounds me, and I cry for help. My eyes try to make out figures in the darkness, but all I see is black. My eyes scan the darkness another time, but they grow tired. I hear a sound, and jump back. Am I safe, or will my death be soon? I grope around, feeling for a body. I feel a burn, and then something pricks my hand. I gasp, thinking of what could have happened. Was it a mere rose thorn, or was I bitten by a poisonous snake, or scorpion? I am afraid to touch it in case I draw in more venom.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Then I take a step forwards, and trip. I choke on sand, but then I stand up. Oh! I see a ray of light. Thinking good thoughts, I stumble towards the light. Then I step into the ray, and it becomes morning.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;	The light shines all around me. A soothing voice comforts me. As my eyes grow accustomed to the brightness of the morning, I hear singing, like the beautiful voices of a thousand angels. I take a step towards the music, then back into my safety. Then I gasp, for my eyes are seeing the most wonderful sight known to man: paradise.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;	As I look down on the unknown paradise, I hear heavenly voices once again. I cannot resist the urge to climb down the bank, and explore. I feel the soft sand on my feet, and hear birds of paradise singing their song. The dune grass is blowing, and I hear the ocean roar. Then, as I turn yet another bend, I see it. Yes - I see the Ocean. The sound is so loud, it seems like thunder. The waves crash upon the shore, scattering the nearby gulls. The colors of the water vary, from blue, to white, to green, and gray. I am so happy that I dance in the pure white sand, singing songs of delight. I finally collapse from exhaustion. I search through the sand, finding sand crabs, and pieces of Jade, and Agate. Then I find a long piece of seaweed and string my many treasures on it, to wear as a necklace.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;	Then, as I look up, I realize I have been transported to a different place, a tropical island. It is midnight, and I am seated on a cushioned throne with natives all around me. It is late, and I fall asleep to the beating of the natives' drums. Then I wake up, hearing someone call my name. But it is not my real name, Elizabeth. It's a child's voice calling, "Mommy, Mommy!".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;	Yes, the tropical paradise was all a dream. In reality, I am a mother of 6, &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; a dream princess. But it is true that life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;can&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; sometimes be a nightmare, and sometimes a paradise. But, even though the years may come, and the years may go, and I will forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;many&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; things, I will never forget my dream, and I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; remember myself as I was in the dream: living, laughing, and loving life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-6932767162555480196?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6932767162555480196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=6932767162555480196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6932767162555480196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6932767162555480196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/02/short-story.html' title='Short story'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5757309523432643112</id><published>2010-02-03T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:09:35.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, finally</title><content type='html'>So, I should have posted on here ages ago, but... I didn't. Whatever. I actually don't really feel like posting right now, either, because my internet time is running out, but I'd just like to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT DEAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5757309523432643112?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5757309523432643112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5757309523432643112&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5757309523432643112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5757309523432643112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/02/wow-finally.html' title='Wow, finally'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5644983682359945478</id><published>2010-01-08T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:49:25.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what... BOOKS!</title><content type='html'>Yeahh I got to go to the library yesterday! How wonderful. And I made this lovely amazingly organized list. Of books to read. I love lists. I like certain aspects of my life to be organized (unlike my bedroom, haha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I finished one of the books that I got from the library; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speak&lt;/span&gt; by Laurie Halse Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I think? It was GOOD. Very good, actually. It won a bunch of awards, even was made into a platinum edition, and is even being used in some schools for english. And I think that it deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also made into a movie (same title) starring Kristen Stewart. I want to see it. Even though I don't really like Kristen Stewart, I think that she actually probably does a good job in this movie, since the part fits her. And I've read several reviews that said she did a good job. So maybe I'll see it someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll type up my book list, just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• before the title = on hold/hold request sent in&lt;br /&gt;Bold = I have it right now.&lt;br /&gt;All capital lettered title+bold = I've read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan's book list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eagle Strike &lt;/span&gt;by Anthony Horowitz&lt;br /&gt;•Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher&lt;br /&gt;•Graceling by Kristen Cashore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPEAK&lt;/span&gt; by Laurie Halse Anderson&lt;br /&gt;•Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card&lt;br /&gt;The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;•Esperanza Rising by Pam Munoz Ryan&lt;br /&gt;Les Miserables by Victor Hugo&lt;br /&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee&lt;br /&gt;•The Sea of Monsters (Percy Jackson and the Oplympians #2) by Rick Riordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wizard Heir&lt;/span&gt; by Cinda Williams Chima&lt;br /&gt;Tunnels by Roderick Gordon/Brian Williams&lt;br /&gt;The Last Thing I Remember by Andrew Klavan&lt;br /&gt;Eragon by Christopher Paolini&lt;br /&gt;(I got these next two; they weren't on my list, but they were by authors on my authors to check out list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Other Side of Darkness&lt;/span&gt; by Melody Carlson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Message in a Bottle &lt;/span&gt;by Nicholas Sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And there you have it! That's my list. It's always growing and changing, of course. Gosh, I love lists. I'm not sure why... but anyway, that's partly why I really like goodreads.com, because I'm using it to remember what books I want to read, and then I write them on my list! Heheh. I'm so silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, if you've read any of those or want to read any of those, let me know what they're like or something! The nice thing about a few of those books is that they're 'classics' - meaning that my mom will let me read them for school. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd better go. I'm starving, but it's not quite dinner time yet... oh, whatever. I'm HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&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/5179174768627410927-5644983682359945478?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5644983682359945478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5644983682359945478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5644983682359945478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5644983682359945478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/01/guess-what-books.html' title='Guess what... BOOKS!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2204933221613118024</id><published>2010-01-06T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:20:52.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodreads!</title><content type='html'>I discovered a pretty cool website the other day (actually learned about it from my friend Ivy). It's called goodreads, and it's basically a website about books! So everyone should check it out, and then add me as a friend if you join!! Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/"&gt;www.goodreads.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! Well I'm hopefully gonna go on a walk or something now, because I'm being a total couch potato! Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2204933221613118024?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2204933221613118024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2204933221613118024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2204933221613118024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2204933221613118024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodreads.html' title='Goodreads!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7880420625361649008</id><published>2010-01-01T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T20:39:15.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I refuse to title this post "happy new year"</title><content type='html'>But it's true, it is now 2010! Insane, huh? I sure think so. It's&lt;br /&gt;gonna be weird writing '10' instead of '09'. Who agrees??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm sitting in the office. Listening to Kevin explain to&lt;br /&gt;Nathan about this new Xmen gamecube game they're playing. How&lt;br /&gt;interesting! ...haha. Not exactly. But I guess it's a LITTLE cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I want to be really honest on this blog. I've read some blogs&lt;br /&gt;that are like really really honest, and I love that. So, time for a&lt;br /&gt;bit of venting (not that I have all THAT much to vent about right now.&lt;br /&gt;And my itouch has low battery).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found someone's blog that looked interesting, so I skimmed&lt;br /&gt;through a few of the posts. And I found one that I just could not&lt;br /&gt;ignore. It was about infatuation, and how cruel it is. I simply had to&lt;br /&gt;agree with everything he wrote, and I related to it so well. So I&lt;br /&gt;commented on it (hope nobody thinks I'm a creeper, haha). It just&lt;br /&gt;really shed light on the subject for me. Because most people probably&lt;br /&gt;don't know this, (i hope that... Certain people... Aren't reading&lt;br /&gt;this) but I kind of have a problem with infatuation. Not that I ever&lt;br /&gt;let on, though. At least, I try my best to keep my feelings hidden&lt;br /&gt;inside. But that's not always good. But is it better to keep to&lt;br /&gt;yourself? That way you might have pain hidden inside, but would it be&lt;br /&gt;better than showing everyone all your emotions all the time? I know&lt;br /&gt;certain people do that. I don't, definitely not. It's just who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like my novel says, I'm just trying to be my real self. Trying to&lt;br /&gt;be honest. Maybe I won't hold back so much this year. But there'll&lt;br /&gt;always be part of me hidden. You can count on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always, Megan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Megan... the one who loves cats, books, Jesus, the colors black and&lt;br /&gt;green, the band Skillet, music in general, and so much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7880420625361649008?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7880420625361649008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7880420625361649008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7880420625361649008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7880420625361649008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-refuse-to-title-this-post-happy-new.html' title='I refuse to title this post &quot;happy new year&quot;'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-6124942271378799605</id><published>2009-12-28T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:49:04.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington!</title><content type='html'>Hey there. How ya doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, I'm good. Besides being quite tired (I haven't been sleeping well lately), I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I'm in Washington right now. Everett, to be specific. Visiting relatives again. It's nice. We got here yesterday in time for supper, and are leaving on Wednesday. So it'll be a break from home, but we'll be back home in time for new year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, anybody have any exciting plans? Me, not really. Stay home. Drink sparkling cider. Watch a movie, maybe some tv shows, perhaps try and finish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear John&lt;/span&gt; if I haven't by then. That's usually what happens every year, actually. Some cousins from Ridgefield were going to come down, but that I think that plan bombed... meaning, I don't think their parents wanted to come down. Ha ha. But who knows, some of them still might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup... stuff... oh yeah! Christmas is over. I had a great one, with family, remembering the real reason of the season (but of course, you can't have Christmas without that), and lots of fun. Also I got some great presents, which added to the happy time. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I actually have TIME to post now! It's a strange feeling. But nice, also. I always have tons of free time when we come up here, since the grownups are usually reminiscing about old times (I do join them sometimes, but eventually I get tired...), and my brothers play legos or video games (same about the joining). So I end up spending a lot of time on the internet. Usually Facebook, gmail, blogs (like now), YouTube... stuff like that. And the free YouTube access is nice. No password! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it might snow while we're up here. ^_^ The weather forcast said probably not, but hey, they can be wrong! We passed some snow on the side of the road on our way up here. At least, my mom says it was snow. My sister swears it was frost. Whatever, it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've run out of stuff to say, so here's a cool and pretty picture that I found (thank you, google!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mnh.si.edu/exhibits/natures_best_2006/gallery/snowandiceatsunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 640px;" src="http://www.mnh.si.edu/exhibits/natures_best_2006/gallery/snowandiceatsunset.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-6124942271378799605?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6124942271378799605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=6124942271378799605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6124942271378799605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6124942271378799605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/washington.html' title='Washington!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8656021031921729076</id><published>2009-12-22T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:34:53.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you feel it?</title><content type='html'>Hey! Can you really believe that December 25th is almost here? Some days I sure can't. Especially since the temperature outside is - I just checked - 41 degrees Fahrenheit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not SO warm, I guess, but it was warmer earlier. And compared to last week when it was dropping down to maybe, oh, 10 degrees Fahrenheit, it just seems a tad bit warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I have all my presents ready at least, all except one, that is. I still don't have my little brother's, because they just don't seem to have it in stores! But hopefully I'll get it tomorrow, and if not, then I'll just have to get him something else. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my mom's present today. I've been working on it for a while! I won't say what it is yet (even though I'm pretty sure she doesn't read this, she just might) but I'm really pleased with the way it turned out. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better go now (being an internet hog again) so bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Merry CHRISTmas everyone!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8656021031921729076?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8656021031921729076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8656021031921729076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8656021031921729076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8656021031921729076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-you-feel-it.html' title='Can you feel it?'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4065302956702813730</id><published>2009-12-14T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:36:44.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan doesn't feel like thinking up an exciting title.</title><content type='html'>Hey there. Blogging time again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had the great experience of going to the Narnia Ballet that Hosanna Dance puts on every year (I think this was the 7th annual performance). I've gone before, but this year it was extra special, because I had even more friends in it than usual. And also, two of the main characters (Peter and Susan) were played by friends.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody did an amazing job! I'm not much for just straight-on ballet, but when they turn it into more like a play, and have the Lion, The Witch, And The Wardrobe story, I like it a lot better. So yes, it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my friend Hannah took our family picture on Sunday. I haven't seen them yet, but I sure hope they turned out well! (Especially since we're sending it out in our Christmas letter, so a ton of people are going to see it... yeah, it had BETTER be good!)&lt;br /&gt;But Hannah is a great photographer, and she has an amazing camera, so I'm sure that they'll be good. Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, I changed the name of this blog. Just felt like it. A change of pace is good every now and then (and no, the weird capitalizing in it is not a mistake. Try and figure it out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh, I went Christmas shopping today! I love shopping. Wait, did I really just say that??&lt;br /&gt;Let me rephrase:&lt;br /&gt;I love shopping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There, that's MUCH better. But I was in the mood for shopping. So I bought presents for my dad, one of my big brothers, and I ordered something for my sister. I also know what I'm getting everyone else in my family. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna post more, but I kind of ran out of time. So. I might post again tomorrow. Bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4065302956702813730?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4065302956702813730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4065302956702813730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4065302956702813730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4065302956702813730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/megan-doesnt-feel-like-thinking-up.html' title='Megan doesn&apos;t feel like thinking up an exciting title.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5654958911212619589</id><published>2009-12-12T22:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:42:11.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot Bells!</title><content type='html'>Hey it&amp;#39;s kinda late so I&amp;#39;m gonna fall asleep in a little while, but&lt;br&gt;just thought I&amp;#39;d take the time to say YAY BELLA!!&lt;p&gt;I got home from her concert a while ago, and she was awesome.&lt;br&gt;Seriously, it was amazing. And she was beautiful as always, of course.&lt;br&gt;=D&lt;p&gt;Well, yeah, I had a good time! Oh yeah, and my cousin &amp;#39;Jake&amp;#39; got to&lt;br&gt;officially meet her for the first time. That was sorta cool.&lt;p&gt;Bye now! Bed time!&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Megan&lt;p&gt;Have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5654958911212619589?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5654958911212619589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5654958911212619589&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5654958911212619589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5654958911212619589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/woot-bells.html' title='Woot Bells!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-1291170825385135790</id><published>2009-12-06T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:21:12.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAI!!</title><content type='html'>Hey 'sup... I really don't feel like posting right now, so I don't even know why I opened the tab... heheheh. I guess I felt like posting a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, it's making me feel dead. I almost fell asleep twice today. And I was gonna take a nap but I decided to watch another episode of Monk instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently downloaded all the episodes of Skillet's video podcast from iTunes (Skillet is my favorite band). There was around 53 episodes, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I watched them all.&lt;br /&gt;Over, like, two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the past week has been pretty busy (busy by my standards, at least). And I have busy weekends. Next weekend I'm going to Bells' concert, and then I get to hang out with her (oh wait, I still need to call her and talk about it...), and then I want to go to the Narnia ballet that weekend because I have a ton of friends in it. Then the weekend after that is the Camp Harlow staff reunion on Fri-Sat and on Sunday I'm going somewhere with my youth group. And after that is Christmas, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's a kind of busy month! But they're fun busy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of blogging right now. So that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodle-oo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-1291170825385135790?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1291170825385135790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=1291170825385135790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1291170825385135790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1291170825385135790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/hai.html' title='HAI!!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5932822516405724215</id><published>2009-12-02T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T15:01:48.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll be the one who makes you laugh, makes up for the memories that make you sad"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahh! This song is stuck in my head (Wishes and Dreams by Stellar Kart). It's AMAZING. I'm gonna put it on the playlist, if I can find it. Here're the lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm watching you from a scenic view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Taking in your every move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Who you tried so hard to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Full of wishes and dreams that did not come true for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; I can read you like a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Sad stories everywhere I look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Faded pictures remind you when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; What could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Did not come true for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Did not come true for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; I'll be the one who makes you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Make up for the memories that made you sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Me and you together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Forever we could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Someday you will find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; In all your wishes and dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Is it so hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; what your eyes cannot see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Your dream come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; A love to fall into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; I'm waiting to show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; I'm waiting to show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; I'll be the one who makes you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Make up for the memories that made you sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Me and you together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Forever we could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Someday you will find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; In all your wishes and dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Na na na [x8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; I'll be the one who makes you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Make up for the memories that made you sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Me and you together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Forever we could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Someday you will find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; In all your wishes and dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I love it! It's awwwesome! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stellar Kart is a really good band. I've been listening to them a lot lately, and I remembered how much I like them. I've seen them in concert, too. Mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, wow, I guess I'm in a good mood. Well I suppose I'm having a pretty good day! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll probably be going to a friend's choir concert. I sure hope that I can go, I went to all her concerts last year, I think. And they're amazing. And she's a senior, so I want to go to all these ones, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women's dessert was really fun yesterday. The desserts are always SO rich, though, I can never finish it. My friend Haley went, along with some of my mom's friends. It was nice. Also, Shannon and two of her friends (her roommate and her brother) sang at it. Kevin would have also, except he had his dress rehearsal for his choir. Wow, tonight is a concert... tomorrow is Kevin's concert... the 11th is Logos concert... crazy! It must be concert season. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um um, I think that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Toodle-oo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5932822516405724215?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5932822516405724215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5932822516405724215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5932822516405724215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5932822516405724215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-be-one-who-makes-you-laugh-makes-up.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll be the one who makes you laugh, makes up for the memories that make you sad&quot;'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2128401349636867849</id><published>2009-12-01T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:13:05.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggy blog blog</title><content type='html'>Okay, just in case anybody hasn't gotten this yet, here's the link to my novel's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megans-novel.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.megans-novel.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd better go get ready for the women's dessert at my church tonight. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2128401349636867849?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2128401349636867849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2128401349636867849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2128401349636867849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2128401349636867849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/bloggy-blog-blog.html' title='Bloggy blog blog'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-1744058668862411321</id><published>2009-11-30T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:41:18.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay</title><content type='html'>Okay, so, here's what went on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my novel - so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like going into any detail, but the format of my novel was all messed up, so it turned out that I actually didn't have 50,000 words yet. That was SO annoying! I thought I was finished, but, it wasn't! Argggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, today I thought of another good thousand words, so I wrote them down, and TODAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M REALLY TRULY FINISHED!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made a blog that is solely for the novel, and it'll be available starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll post a link to it - tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like typing any more, so, that's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-1744058668862411321?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1744058668862411321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=1744058668862411321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1744058668862411321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1744058668862411321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay.html' title='Okay'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2192443687953628316</id><published>2009-11-29T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:08:06.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES I'M FINISHED OH MY GOODNESS I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, yup yup, I finished my NaNoWriMo novel tonight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can hardly believe it. It's soooo weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've written 50,219 words!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't describe my feeling right now. Really, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go restart my computer now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2192443687953628316?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2192443687953628316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2192443687953628316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2192443687953628316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2192443687953628316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-im-finished-oh-my-goodness-i-cant.html' title='YES I&apos;M FINISHED OH MY GOODNESS I CAN&apos;T BELIEVE IT!!!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4455495523888806727</id><published>2009-11-28T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:15:44.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's been going on</title><content type='html'>Wow, I haven't posted in a long time. Sorry about that. I've been kind of busy, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm listening to Flyleaf's new CD, Memento Mori, while my sister's cat (Sherbert) is on my lap. He's so cute. I got back from Washington today, and I missed my kitties!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun in Washington, though. My family (besides my sister who went later) left around 9 on Thursday morning. And we just got back this afternoon. It was a great visit, but I'm always happy to return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also November is over in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; days!! WOW! That also means my novel is almost finished.&lt;br /&gt;Whoaaaa. It's seriously so close, it's crazy. I only have about 4,000 words left to write. Crazy! But I'm also really glad, actually. It'll be nice to take a break from working so hard on it. And I would say my novel isn't that great, but that's exactly the kind of thing I'm NOT supposed to say (almost all the pep talks say that, ha ha. It's something I struggle most with).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random side note, I love car trips. Really. Not the extremely long ones, but average ones (like today and Thursday's 2 and a half hour one. Actually that was a bit short). To me, they're just a time that I can sit and relax and listen to music. I know lots of people really don't like car trips, but that's not me! I like them! Especially on the way there. The way home isn't as good, but still, I like them. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to talk to one of my cousins, but neither of them are online right now. That's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think posting on here has helped me. I was starting to feel a bit depressed but now I'm feeling pretty good (just tired, of course). I think maybe some ranting helped me. Heh heh. And Flyleaf's music is always amazing. I want to buy the CD sometime... maybe I'll get it for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I know what kind of better digital camera I want (I've wanted a better one for some time. The one I have now isn't very good at all, and I bought it way before I knew anything about cameras. So I want a good one). It's a... let me check... (I can't exactly remember the name, but it's a really good one that two of my cousins have) ah, here it is. A &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="main-title"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Panasonic Lumix&lt;/b&gt; DMC-FS15K 12.1 MP Digital Camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or one close to that. Yup. They bought theirs for $160 but I think I might be able to get it for cheaper. Good thing, since I'm completely HORRIBLE at saving up money. But I think it's about time I tried really hard. I'll probably have to start saving up for it at Christmas, though, since I need to save up the money I have to buy presents. Oh well, whatever, I also need to learn patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this whole thing will be really good for me! Ha ha. I'll learn patience, the skill of saving money, and I'll be able to take better pictures! Sounds good to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry for such a long post. I just felt like talking (typing...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL, or as Tigger would say (because Tigger is awesome) TTFN! Ta ta for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4455495523888806727?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4455495523888806727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4455495523888806727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4455495523888806727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4455495523888806727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-been-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s been going on'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4052524118611076555</id><published>2009-11-12T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:16:23.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few peptalk notes</title><content type='html'>Heeeeeyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm gonna go to bed soon, but I just wanted to say a few things since I might not get a chance on the computer in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get these peptalks from NaNoWriMo, see? (I'm actually reading one right now). I usually get one or two a week. And they're very cool and VERY helpful, and often also very funny! I got one written by Gail Carson Levine, who is an awesome author in my opinion, and it was just so amazing I have to share it. So here's the whole thing, read it if you want, I think it's awesome. At least read the list of tips she gives (and I've actually done a few of them myself!!). Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear NaNoWriMo-ers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even the tortoise of writing. I'm the slug. And you are more than hares, you're cheetahs — writing at seventy miles an hour. I have to fictionalize even to talk to you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So it's October 31st. I’m back from trick or treating in a robot costume, worn to honor Isaac Asimov, who wrote or edited more than 500 books in his lifetime. After removing my tin head mask and my metallic gloves, I pig out on candy corn and think about today's accomplishments.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I dug a shallow grave in the backyard and buried my print thesaurus (starting tomorrow, the first word I think of is good enough, even if I use it seven times on every page), dictionary (who cares how ophthalmologist is spelled anyway?), usage books (I can figure out the difference between lie and lay later), encyclopedia, atlas, and my beloved books about writing. I taped blackout curtains over my windows. My techy friend spent hours tinkering with my computer. She's assured me that it will combust if I try to reestablish connections to the internet and email. The single thing I'm keeping is my cell phone in case I start to go into cardiac arrest, but the keys are smeared with battery acid, except the 9, the 1, and send. My family and friends and Meals-on-Wheels have sworn to deliver food to my door, which will be kept closed to protect the world from my intensifying body odor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now I tape my list of rules and advice (culled from friends, my mom, the buried writing books, and, mostly, my own hyped-up imagination) to the wall next to my desk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now I tape my list of rules and advice (culled from friends, my mom, the buried writing books, and, mostly, my own hyped-up imagination) to the wall next to my desk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Sleep at least once a week.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Eat at least once a day, but not constantly. Don't forget  the essential fatty acids (Mom).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-If my fingers freeze from carpal tunnel syndrome, I have  ten perfectly good toes, a nose, and quite a few teeth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-When I'm not happy with how things are going, turn off the screen and keep typing. Don't turn it back on until the crisis is over.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Don't check my word count more often than every fifteen  minutes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Dream sequences can eat up a lot of pages, and they  shouldn't be logical.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Short words count just as much as long ones.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-The perfect is the enemy of the fast. The good is the  enemy of the fast. The halfway decent is the enemy of the fast.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-When I run out of plot ideas, write about setting and what each character is wearing, in exquisite wordy detail. When I run out of setting and apparel, write about the voice quality of each speaker, speech mannerisms, facial ticks, body language.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Keep my music loud enough to drown out my  thoughts. Thinking is the enemy of speed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Remember the infinite-monkey theory: Endless keystrokes will eventually produce Shakespeare or at least words and maybe a story.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Never edit.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Never ever go back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's time for bed. I must get a good night's sleep, my last for a month. So of course I toss and turn until 3:00 am, when I realize the month has begun. I get up, stagger to the computer, and type, "It was a dark and stormy night." I’m on my way!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, seriously, not fictionalized, with all the earnestness I can command, here is the only important piece of advice, which is crucial for any speed of writing, any kind of writing: Do not beat up on yourself. Do not criticize your writing as lousy, inadequate, stupid, or any of the evil epithets that you are used to heaping on yourself. Such self-bashing is never useful. If you indulge in it, your writing doesn’t stand a chance. So when your mind turns on you, turn it back, stamp it down, shut it up, and keep writing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Good luck!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gail Carson Levine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gail Carson Levine's first book for children, &lt;em&gt;Ella Enchanted&lt;/em&gt;, was a 1998 Newbery Honor book. You can learn more about her writing at &lt;a name="SAWARN1d647g8" id="SAWARN1d647g8" original_name="" original_id="" real_href="http://gailcarsonlevine.blogspot.com/" href="http://gailcarsonlevine.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://gailcarsonlevine.&lt;wbr&gt;blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4052524118611076555?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4052524118611076555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4052524118611076555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4052524118611076555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4052524118611076555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-few-peptalk-notes.html' title='Just a few peptalk notes'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7917605189446096380</id><published>2009-11-08T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:43:30.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cow Town!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I went to COW TOWN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, whoops, I guess only one of you will know what that means. So let me start over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the LIBRARY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! My card is still expired, but I have a kind sister who lets me use her card.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some really good books, some that I've read before and some that I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;One of them that I haven't read before is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Boy in the Striped Pajamas&lt;/span&gt; by John Boyne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie last night, and it was SO GOOD. But also VERY sad. I almost cried at the end, and I never cry during movies. I also learned a lot from it. Great movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like what's written in the front cover of the book, so I'm going to write it here... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The story of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;The Boy in the Striped Pajamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; is very difficult to describe. Usually we give some clues about the book on the jacket, but in this case we think that would spoil the reading of the book. We think it is important that you start to read without knowing what it is about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you do start to read this book, you will go on a journey with a nine-year-old boy called Bruno. (Though this isn't a book for nine-year-olds.) And sooner or later you will arrive with Bruno at a fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fences like this exist all over the world. We hope you never have to encounter such a fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I can't wait to read it! Gotta go now. Bye!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7917605189446096380?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7917605189446096380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7917605189446096380&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7917605189446096380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7917605189446096380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/11/cow-town.html' title='Cow Town!!!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2741897289235906115</id><published>2009-11-07T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T20:54:07.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireflies</title><content type='html'>Ever heard of the band Owl City? They're becoming pretty popular with their new single, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fireflies&lt;/span&gt;. I first heard it sometime last month, while listening to Pandora (which is awesome). It is a good song, I must admit I like it a lot. Here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not believe your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If ten million fireflies&lt;br /&gt;Lit up the world as I fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause they fill the open air&lt;br /&gt;And leave teardrops everywhere&lt;br /&gt;You'd think me rude, but I&lt;br /&gt;Would just stand and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd get a thousand hugs&lt;br /&gt;From ten thousand lightening bugs&lt;br /&gt;As they tried to teach me how to dance.&lt;br /&gt;A foxtrot above my head,&lt;br /&gt;A sock-hop beneath my bed,&lt;br /&gt;The disco ball is just hanging by a thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;(When I fall asleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave my door open just a crack.&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here.)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel like such an insomniac.&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here.)&lt;br /&gt;Why do I tire of counting sheep?&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here.)&lt;br /&gt;When I'm far too tired to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;To ten million fireflies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird, cause I hate goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I got misty eyes as they said farewell.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll know where several are&lt;br /&gt;If my dreams get real bizarre&lt;br /&gt;Cause I saved a few,&lt;br /&gt;And I keep them in a jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;(When I fall asleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;Because my dreams are bursting at the seams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anyway, I'm just saying this because it's stuck in my head. Ha ha, yup. I'm going to try and get it on the blog playlist when I have time. Bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. NaNoWriMo is doing good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2741897289235906115?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2741897289235906115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2741897289235906115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2741897289235906115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2741897289235906115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/11/fireflies.html' title='Fireflies'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8558572607047663580</id><published>2009-11-05T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:56:46.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for blogging random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Well, NaNoWriMo isn't as hard as I thought it would be. The hardest part is forcing myself to write even when I'm not inspired, something I don't usually have to do.  And the other hard part is getting myself to like what I'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh yeah I was going to say something else but I dunno now. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8558572607047663580?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8558572607047663580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8558572607047663580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8558572607047663580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8558572607047663580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-for-blogging-random-thoughts.html' title='Time for blogging random thoughts.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-3988974926523812267</id><published>2009-10-31T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:06:53.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting nervous!</title><content type='html'>So, I must admit, I'm getting kind of nervous for NaNoWriMo.&lt;br /&gt;Especially since I realized that I'll probably be going up to Washington for Thanksgiving like I do almost every year, and that means I'll have to try and fit my writing into that.&lt;br /&gt;Can I really write 4 pages a day while I'm trying to hang out with my cousins?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if  they'll let me, that is!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I could probably try and do my writing while they're doing their chores, but usually I help them out, and I don't want them to feel like I'm leaving them out or anything. So I guess I'll have to wait and see how it turns out. But I'll take my laptop just in case. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I also could always just write double time before of after Thanksgiving, but that would probably be pretty hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts tomorrow!!! Agh!! I'm probably not ready, oh wait, I KNOW I'm not ready, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give this my best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NaNoWriMo, here I come, be ready to be conquered!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-3988974926523812267?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3988974926523812267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=3988974926523812267&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3988974926523812267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3988974926523812267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/10/getting-nervous.html' title='Getting nervous!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5050907105244635299</id><published>2009-10-28T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:57:45.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books and November!</title><content type='html'>Hey, so there was stuff I was going to put in my DA post on Tuesday, but I forgot (and didn't have time because my brother needed the computer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just post it here, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to write more about re-reading... but I don't think I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm wondering is, have you heard of NaNoWriMo?&lt;br /&gt;If not, it means that November is the National Novel Writing Month.&lt;br /&gt;If you decide to participate, the goal is to have written a novel (50,000 words) from scratch in the month of November, from the 1st-30th. There's a website with lots of information about it.&lt;br /&gt;I heard about it from one of my cousins who has participated in it before, and I think it sounds really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo I have officially decided to enter it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and blog about it while I'm doing it, to keep me going. Who knows if I'll make the deadline, because I've certainly never written anything that long, especially not in one month only! But I'm going to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5050907105244635299?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5050907105244635299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5050907105244635299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5050907105244635299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5050907105244635299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/10/books-and-november.html' title='Books and November!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-3602875793426318374</id><published>2009-10-24T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T09:42:18.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some stuffs</title><content type='html'>Hey, I have to leave to go to my little brother's soccer game pretty soon, so I'm just gonna say a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have updated my blog playlist, added some things, deleted some things, and rearranged some things. (So you should listen to it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've changed is the first song. It used to be Comatose, by Skillet-which is still one of my favorite songs- but now it's The Beauty of Grace by Krystal Meyers.&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to that song on my iPod yesterday, I had listened to it before, but not very much, and for some reason it just stuck out. I mean, usually I had skipped that song because I thought I hadn't liked it or something, but when I was listening to it yesterday, it really touched me. I mean, one, it's a really good song musically, and two, the lyrics are true. I really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you should please listen to it, or at least look up the lyrics and read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to go empty the dishwasher, so bye for now! (check out the playlist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-3602875793426318374?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3602875793426318374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=3602875793426318374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3602875793426318374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3602875793426318374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-stuffs.html' title='Some stuffs'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-1964211070129309390</id><published>2009-10-21T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T15:06:30.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Sniff*</title><content type='html'>Sniff sniff. Not that I'm sad or sick or anything.&lt;br /&gt;But I just sniffed.&lt;br /&gt;And it gave me the inspiration for that title&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm weird, okay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my brother Brian got this photo editing program called Gimp, which is a lot like Photoshop except it's FREE! Yesh. And lately I've been finding out how to do some cool stuff with it. Here's one picture I edited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/St-FT1TkXjI/AAAAAAAAADA/Obp5bJ-VCe8/s1600-h/coolioness+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/St-FT1TkXjI/AAAAAAAAADA/Obp5bJ-VCe8/s320/coolioness+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395177454386306610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup. Here's another (I went all out on this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/St-FswFxqHI/AAAAAAAAADI/3fHlXnmiABw/s1600-h/cropped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/St-FswFxqHI/AAAAAAAAADI/3fHlXnmiABw/s320/cropped.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395177882483009650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, so, it's really fun learning how to do that. What's up with you?&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-1964211070129309390?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1964211070129309390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=1964211070129309390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1964211070129309390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1964211070129309390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/10/sniff.html' title='*Sniff*'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/St-FT1TkXjI/AAAAAAAAADA/Obp5bJ-VCe8/s72-c/coolioness+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8099140749313045611</id><published>2009-10-15T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:08:32.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip, hopefully</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow I'm hopefully going up to Ridgefield to visit my cousins. See, my parents are going up really far in Washington to visit my dad's mom, and they're planning to drop me off at the Murray/Zschomler's. Just for the weekend, Friday-Sunday. But the Murrays have been sick lately, so I can only go up there if they're all better.&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna call tonight and find out if I can go... hoping that I can!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8099140749313045611?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8099140749313045611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8099140749313045611&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8099140749313045611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8099140749313045611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-hopefully.html' title='Trip, hopefully'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8962581281757082409</id><published>2009-10-09T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:50:51.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mood: kinda tired but GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: "Face Down" by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. (this is the first time I've listened to it, but I really like it! Pandora rocks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because nobody commented on my last two posts!!!! =(&lt;br /&gt;waaaah.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, anyway, nobody probably reads this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm gonna go do something with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye if someone's actually reading this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8962581281757082409?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8962581281757082409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8962581281757082409&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8962581281757082409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8962581281757082409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2202247071989781095</id><published>2009-09-24T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:47:13.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neeeewwwwwssssss</title><content type='html'>Yo. I got back from an awesome concert at my church a while ago. Listened to good music, hung with cool peeps. It was fun. And it was FREE! lol&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it was a really small concert, so it was personal, and I like that. You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, you guys heard the nnneeeewwwwsss? haha, I like saying that word weirdly.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart got married.&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, how do you guys feel about that? How do you think it will affect the movie? Good, bad, not at all? I'd like to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2202247071989781095?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2202247071989781095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2202247071989781095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2202247071989781095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2202247071989781095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/09/neeeewwwwwssssss.html' title='Neeeewwwwwssssss'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5952250047423181155</id><published>2009-09-23T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:40:50.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free time</title><content type='html'>I have a bit of time on my hands right now. Finished all my school pretty fast today, it was done by lunch. I was watching a movie with Nathan (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Benny &amp;amp; Joon&lt;/span&gt;) but he left for soccer practice so I'm waiting for him to get back to finish that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girls In Pants: The third summer of the sisterhood&lt;/span&gt; today. It was really good. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain parts of it made me really happy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;; ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. So, I thought I might as well post, seeing how I was already wasting time online anyway! When I'm done here, I'll probably go read more. I think I'll start &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hit The Road&lt;/span&gt;. Um, yeah, well, my mom just told me to do a chore, so I gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5952250047423181155?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5952250047423181155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5952250047423181155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5952250047423181155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5952250047423181155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/09/free-time.html' title='Free time'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4796852163550996591</id><published>2009-09-20T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:47:03.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey hey</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey! It's me. I'm in Portland right now, at relative's house. Getting ready to eat breakfast, and then head off to church with my cousin later. After lunch we (me, my parents, and Nathan) are goin up to Ridgefield to visit the relatives there, because it's my grandma's birthday today! She's 92! Well, I have to go now. That's all. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4796852163550996591?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4796852163550996591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4796852163550996591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4796852163550996591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4796852163550996591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-hey.html' title='Hey hey'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-3627490743901991832</id><published>2009-09-10T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:49:01.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well well I can never think of good titles for these posts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey hey hey! Today's a beautiful day. Which means I should probably be outside enjoying it. You know what? I think that's what I'll do, after I finish posting and do my chores, of course. I'll take some pictures. If I get any good ones, I'll post them on here later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So, I had a cold for the last couple days, but it's gone now. Yay! Good thing it didn't last very long. I'm SO glad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday I went to see Bandslam with Jeremiah and Micaiah (WA cousins, both). It was really good! I liked it a lot. And since we went on a Wednesday afternoon when most people were in school, there were only, like, 3 other people in the theater. It was great. It's in the cheap theater too! So if you haven't seen it, then you should. Sometime. Maybe we could go together someday! And yes, I'm talking to whoever reads this, but usually only two people read it and I'd love to go with either of them.... =D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;About sickness. Yes, I'm over it by now, but it got me thinking. I seem to get sick a lot, colds, at least. But whenever I get sick, even if it's not SO terribly bad, I usually either think it is, or act like it is. Or both, actually. Maybe because so often, being sick is an excuse of getting out of work. But then again, it's also something that can get you out of things you WANT to do! So I don't like being sick. But, who does?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Time for me to go now. There's work to do, and the boys are goofing off with the Xbox again. Not to blame them or anything, I've had my fair share of it too. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bye for now! Take me up on my offer to see the movie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-3627490743901991832?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3627490743901991832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=3627490743901991832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3627490743901991832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3627490743901991832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-well-i-can-never-think-of-good.html' title='Well well I can never think of good titles for these posts.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-366740254139796003</id><published>2009-09-08T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:50:31.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeelings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mood: blech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: um. the stuff my brother's playing. something weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;lyrics of the day: "When the sun shines we'll shine together, told you I'll be here forever, said I'll always be a friend, took a oath I'ma stick it out till the end..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey. Yup I have a cold. But I'm trying to not dwell on that fact... I really want to go see the movie Bandslam. It's in the cheap theaters now. BUT... I have a cold! Woohoo. So I can't. But I want to when I get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had a Labor day potluck at my house. Invited a bunch of families we know, mostly people from my church. I had friends who came, it was fun. I did have a cold then, too, though, so it wasn't as fun as it would be normally. Oh well. It's better than having the flu, I guess. Better than having Swine Flu! Ha ha. Just a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was gonna post some more stuffs, but I guess I'll just post some pictures. So you can see what I've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's some pics I took at the fair... wow, that was pretty long ago, actually, wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqaz6N0PNRI/AAAAAAAAACA/6zvErdZf0dI/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqaz6N0PNRI/AAAAAAAAACA/6zvErdZf0dI/s320/104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379184617663182098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqaz5nwvLkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ceD4vSd0EL4/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqaz5nwvLkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ceD4vSd0EL4/s320/102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379184607447952962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hum hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here's a few pics of friends from camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqa1I3Z1fvI/AAAAAAAAACY/GT5R8_nWYxo/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqa1I3Z1fvI/AAAAAAAAACY/GT5R8_nWYxo/s320/041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379185968856530674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqa1IQu3lzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2SjqZ1Pfmeo/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqa1IQu3lzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2SjqZ1Pfmeo/s320/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379185958475765554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqa1HzYRQ3I/AAAAAAAAACI/RdX7RmHBF8Q/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqa1HzYRQ3I/AAAAAAAAACI/RdX7RmHBF8Q/s320/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379185950596350834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Pretty awesome peeps! And now, before I go, a lovely little quote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i608.photobucket.com/albums/tt161/ferricks_freak/AlbertEinstien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 237px;" src="http://i608.photobucket.com/albums/tt161/ferricks_freak/AlbertEinstien.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-366740254139796003?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/366740254139796003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=366740254139796003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/366740254139796003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/366740254139796003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeelings.html' title='Feeelings....'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/Sqaz6N0PNRI/AAAAAAAAACA/6zvErdZf0dI/s72-c/104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-6731231951715535572</id><published>2009-08-27T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T18:16:15.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, here i'tis</title><content type='html'>Mood: tired, mellow&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: oh, lemme put something on... "The Prodigal" by Josiah James. =D&lt;br /&gt;Song lyrics of the day: "We met at a concert, you were wearing converse, I'm not good at playing it  cool..." (stuck in my head almost all day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well. I always start these posts off about the same, don't I? It seems like it me.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Today my topic will be: the mall. Tada!&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday I went to Gateway mall with Kevin, my mom and Nathan. Except most with Kevin, because we split up and my mom and Nate went to Target and I went to Parables. We were getting birthday presents for Brian. ANYWAY... I was thinking. I like the mall. A lot. I mean, I don't think I used to like the mall as much as I do now. I just like the environment, I guess. I don't exactly know what. But I do like the fact that it has a bunch of good stores/food places in indoor walking (air-conditioned!) distance. That's DEFINITELY a plus!&lt;br /&gt;But really, I mean, what's so attractive about the mall? Or is it just another store? Just another teenage hangout? I don't know. What do YOU think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go. That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-6731231951715535572?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6731231951715535572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=6731231951715535572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6731231951715535572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6731231951715535572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-here-itis.html' title='Okay, here i&apos;tis'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-230818716562556662</id><published>2009-08-27T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:23:05.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REAL posting</title><content type='html'>So, you know, I haven't really been posting lately. Well, I mean, I've posted pictures and stuff, but not actual words... or at least, actual words that have meaning. So that what I'm gonna try and do. Not just life updates, but thoughts and stuff like that. I mean, it's a blog, I have to have some interesting stuff, right? But, lol, I actually gotta go do chores right now. xD&lt;br /&gt;The irony. But, just to let you know, I will be posting actual stuff! ...Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-230818716562556662?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/230818716562556662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=230818716562556662&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/230818716562556662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/230818716562556662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/08/real-posting.html' title='REAL posting'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8158151187140439819</id><published>2009-08-24T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:25:11.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More color splashes- by ME!</title><content type='html'>I did these two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SpLM11FTfaI/AAAAAAAAABw/QzwKxTOEbXw/s1600-h/me+hoo+hoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SpLM11FTfaI/AAAAAAAAABw/QzwKxTOEbXw/s320/me+hoo+hoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373582530560884130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SpLM1XuYAaI/AAAAAAAAABo/zd0gbbT3-tI/s1600-h/pinwheel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SpLM1XuYAaI/AAAAAAAAABo/zd0gbbT3-tI/s320/pinwheel2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373582522680082850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8158151187140439819?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8158151187140439819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8158151187140439819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8158151187140439819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8158151187140439819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-color-splashes-by-me.html' title='More color splashes- by ME!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SpLM11FTfaI/AAAAAAAAABw/QzwKxTOEbXw/s72-c/me+hoo+hoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5400951029184034576</id><published>2009-08-19T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:26:34.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes around, comes around.</title><content type='html'>Hey there everybody. How are you all doing? I'm good, besides being pretty worn out, but I'm still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've become fascinated with Photobucket. There's this type of picture on there, called Color Splashes, where basically, it's a black and white photo but part of it it in color. I've liked them for a long time, some of them can be REALLY pretty, but before a couple days ago, I didn't know how to make them. But then, I read something explaining how (you just do it on the Photobucket editing program) and I was overjoyed! Really. Ha ha. So, now whenever I'm on the computer, I'll usually be working on editing and making Color Splashes. I'm still not the best at it, since you need to have a good imagination, have good pictures, but most of all, be really precise. But I'm getting better with more practice. Here are some of my favorite color splashes (not done by me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i576.photobucket.com/albums/ss203/crazy_13_01/city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 268px;" src="http://i576.photobucket.com/albums/ss203/crazy_13_01/city.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt34/primaj12345/016-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 172px;" src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt34/primaj12345/016-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx196/XxSaRahLeE72xX/PSIAflowersandflowershop030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 236px;" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx196/XxSaRahLeE72xX/PSIAflowersandflowershop030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i979.photobucket.com/albums/ae280/pushitbabypushitbabyoutofcontrol/yjsty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://i979.photobucket.com/albums/ae280/pushitbabypushitbabyoutofcontrol/yjsty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i405.photobucket.com/albums/pp131/heather_cheezit/color1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://i405.photobucket.com/albums/pp131/heather_cheezit/color1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they great? I don't have any that good yet, but I'm working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5400951029184034576?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5400951029184034576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5400951029184034576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5400951029184034576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5400951029184034576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='What goes around, comes around.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7449115352430535287</id><published>2009-08-16T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:27:17.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs!</title><content type='html'>Yo. I haven't posted in a while, have I? Well, makes sense. I've been working at camp Harlow. I had the easiest and awesomest week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Also, yesterday I had my birthday party. I was gonna invite you, Micah and Shira, but since I thought I was also having the ice skating thing I though Shira could just come to that and I couldn't get ahold of Micah since she was at camp. Oh well. It was a lot of fun! I got cool presents too.&lt;br /&gt;1. $15 dollar gift certificate for iTunes! Yeah, baby. I'm using it up right now!&lt;br /&gt;2. Gummy worms- sour and regular, of course. YUM.&lt;br /&gt;3. Three different colors of nail polish. All pretty!&lt;br /&gt;4. Some incense sticks that smell AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;5. This really cool necklace! It's a fish, actually, but a really sweet looking one.&lt;br /&gt;6. My very own copy of... The Host! Yay!! I had it checked out from the library (in chapter 4 still) but now I don't need their copy. I have my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it was great. Had a lot of fun. We watched Miss Congeniality- funny movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well bye for now! See yahs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7449115352430535287?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7449115352430535287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7449115352430535287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7449115352430535287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7449115352430535287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/08/stuffs.html' title='Stuffs!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7266371845861978249</id><published>2009-08-10T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:21:01.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo</title><content type='html'>Well, hi. So, I don't really know what to say. OHYEAH! I'm working at Camp Harlow again this week.&lt;br /&gt;YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. Camp rocks. Yep, so, I'm pretty tired right now, and my annoying cousin is pestering me to go do something with him. SOOO I suppose I might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7266371845861978249?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7266371845861978249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7266371845861978249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7266371845861978249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7266371845861978249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/08/woohoo.html' title='woohoo'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-131076697333847733</id><published>2009-08-03T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:30:20.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes. Oh yes. OH YES!</title><content type='html'>Ohh yeah. I have my very own iPod Touch! Yay! I'm so happy. And excited. It's wonderful. =)&lt;br /&gt;My dad bought it from a person on Craig's List on Saturday, but they made me wait until I opened my birthday presents on Sunday with the family (which was funny, because I'm paying for almost all of it). But I didn't mind the wait TOO much. Oh, did I mention that we got it second hand so it was only 150 bucks? Ye-ah! Yay. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guess what else is awesome? My little bro Nathan bought me a movie (Sleepover) on iTunes and I put it on my Touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I just placed a pre-order on the book Catching Fire with some of the money by brother Brian gave me!! Can't wait until September 1st, when it comes out. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and Shannon haven't gotten me anything yet, but I'm sure it'll be cool. Shannon usually gets me a book or something. Yay! No idea what Kevin will get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also already got a game on my iPod (it was free, and I'm gonna get more free ones). It's a bubble wrap-popping simulator! So now whenever I have the urge, I can pop bubble after bubble of bubble wrap. Hehe. It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yay! Things are going well. Yup. My cousin (guess which one? lol) is coming down to visit. Which is cool. I'm sure we'll have super awesome good times together. So I'm excited for that, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-131076697333847733?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/131076697333847733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=131076697333847733&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/131076697333847733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/131076697333847733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-yes-oh-yes-oh-yes.html' title='Oh yes. Oh yes. OH YES!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-862234748995712879</id><published>2009-08-01T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:24:43.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 1st!!</title><content type='html'>WOOT. Today's my birthday! Yay! I've been waiting... all year... for this! Ha ha. I'm finally 14. Gonna be a freshman. Wow.... that's cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yep, I got back from my trip yesterday with my little brother Nathan and my Uncle David (and my Aunt Suzanne and triplet cousins; Brooke, Erin, and Grace, but they rode in a different car). Kevin and my parents came back down here on Wednesday, since they- my mom especially, with her broken foot- were tired of traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Nathan and I went camping with my cousins. It was a bunch of fun, I have tons of pictures... but now I'm extremely tired!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-862234748995712879?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/862234748995712879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=862234748995712879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/862234748995712879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/862234748995712879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-1st.html' title='August 1st!!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-3128088416884329254</id><published>2009-07-26T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:17:09.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My day, today, that's Sunday!</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm in Everett, WA right now! At the Brown's house. I've posted from here several times before, because usually when i have free time here, i spend it on the computer! What a fun hobby. =)&lt;br /&gt;This morning I went to church like usual, except there was an unexpected surprise. Some friends of our family, the Harris's, are missionaries in Thailand, and two of them were at our church today to teach Sunday School and tell us about how they're doing. The dad, Rick, and his younger son, Paul (who's about 16). I haven't seen them for a long time, probably 2-4 years, so it was really nice seeing them! The mom and older son, Peter, weren't there, but I think they might be coming up later so possibly we'll see them then. I'm not sure. I just wish I had a bit more time to talk to Paul, since I probably won't see him again for several years, and we all know how shy I am (supposedly... ha ha) so even if I did have a small chance to talk to him, I didn't really take it. And of course, i regretted that while driving up here to WA! I'm so stupid sometimes. =P&lt;br /&gt;Well. Anyway. I think that's all to say now... tomorrow and Tuesday we'll be doing some things with my grandma who lives nearby here, but I'm not sure what. Then on Wednesday down to Ridgefield. I'm very glad to be here, even though i'm ROASTING HOT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But of course it'd probably be the same at home.&lt;br /&gt;Is it? Hot down there, i mean. I think I've heard that it is, via my friend Danielle's Facebook status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all sometime! I will try and get together with you peeps sometime. SOON! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#888888;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-3128088416884329254?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3128088416884329254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=3128088416884329254&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3128088416884329254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3128088416884329254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-day-today-thats-sunday.html' title='My day, today, that&apos;s Sunday!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-135845309589641766</id><published>2009-07-25T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:31:10.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving for Washington tomorrow, right after church. We'll be there until Friday. Relative time! Yay! I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, we're still going, even though my mom broke her foot. Did I mention that? Yep, she broke her foot, but is getting around with a combination of crutches, wheelchair, and this 'knee scooter' thingy that we rented. She says it doesn't hurt much, which is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll most likely be able to post while in WA. Well, probably not while in Ridgefield, from the 29th-31st, but I'll be having so much fun I won't care!! Hehehehe. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to go now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-135845309589641766?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/135845309589641766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=135845309589641766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/135845309589641766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/135845309589641766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/07/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7526837459401513346</id><published>2009-07-21T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:09:30.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy crazy.</title><content type='html'>Mood: tired and lazy&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: no music atm, too bad!&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics of the day: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"and i'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and when i'm home, i think i'll go eat cereal and stare out the window"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yo! Here are some pics I took in my yard of daisies! The big tall kind, you know? Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYejqCmxFI/AAAAAAAAABg/CX1laIxBRRw/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYejqCmxFI/AAAAAAAAABg/CX1laIxBRRw/s320/056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361006004360627282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYejLyKjcI/AAAAAAAAABY/cztPEOvDLFs/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYejLyKjcI/AAAAAAAAABY/cztPEOvDLFs/s320/061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361005996238605762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYeijxRnoI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bhunT9jsLiw/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYeijxRnoI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bhunT9jsLiw/s320/058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361005985497456258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYeiCe4_rI/AAAAAAAAABI/APnLznmZy68/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYeiCe4_rI/AAAAAAAAABI/APnLznmZy68/s320/065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361005976561974962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYeh09IycI/AAAAAAAAABA/era6SZG_E6Q/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYeh09IycI/AAAAAAAAABA/era6SZG_E6Q/s320/071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361005972930742722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7526837459401513346?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7526837459401513346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7526837459401513346&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7526837459401513346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7526837459401513346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/07/daisy-crazy_21.html' title='Daisy crazy.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYejqCmxFI/AAAAAAAAABg/CX1laIxBRRw/s72-c/056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-737936321791410492</id><published>2009-07-21T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T12:32:59.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tee hee. Girlyness.</title><content type='html'>So, I watched the movie The Thief Lord yesterday. I own it, and of course have seen it before, but I hadn't seen it in a while and I was bored, so I watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wow, I absolutely fell in love with the character of Scipio! (Hmm, I wonder if anybody reading this well have seen the movie or read the book?).&lt;br /&gt;If you have, you must agree with me. He's really cute. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of him: (and I love that mask! It's so cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYXRj6DNiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KejPZO3wmRY/s1600-h/Thief+Lord+with+mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYXRj6DNiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KejPZO3wmRY/s320/Thief+Lord+with+mask.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360997996895090210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one without his awesome mask on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYXRRmSs-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ELxyUpmPIUg/s1600-h/Scipio%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYXRRmSs-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ELxyUpmPIUg/s320/Scipio%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360997991980381154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm feeling sooo girly right now, posting this. Of course, he's 22 years old now, so I think I'm a bit too young for him... lol. I really feel SO weird talking about this! But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading the book a few years ago, but never finished it. I mean, it was good, but that was back when I wasn't so much into reading and was a pretty slow reader. I think my sister owns the book, I'm going to borrow it from her. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well have a good life, everyone! Hope you enjoyed my silly girly-ness! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-737936321791410492?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/737936321791410492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=737936321791410492&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/737936321791410492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/737936321791410492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/07/tee-hee-girlyness.html' title='Tee hee. Girlyness.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nk-J43wR_cQ/SmYXRj6DNiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KejPZO3wmRY/s72-c/Thief+Lord+with+mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-6058888684357166183</id><published>2009-07-20T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:16:42.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowsers- catching up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mood: feeling extremely good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Listening to: Disturbia by Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song lyrics for the day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;"today's the day for letting by and chilling out, you're busy doing nothing all day long oh yeah, and now you're smiling, don't ever let the feeling go ... trying to let off steam, and dream a little dream ... today's the day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness... I really have been neglecting this blog, haven't I? Oopsie. Well, here goes, time for catching up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very busy. Yes, VERY busy. Here is my list of activities I have been doing for this month:&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;5th-10th: Working as a CAP at Camp Harlow. Amazing, awesome experience, I met tons of great people and can't wait until the next camp so I can continue to get to know them better.&lt;br /&gt;11th: Homeschool teen party/went to Fisher's house. That's the day we had our loverly adventure with driving the car into a ditch...&lt;br /&gt;12th: Went to my best friend's house and planned who would bring what props to VBS. Then watched 27 Dresses and went to youth group.&lt;br /&gt;13th-17th: Worked at VBS from 9-11:30 (a.m. of course) every day. On Tuesday I also had a dentist appointment (btw, if you don't right now, FLOSS YOUR TEETH!!). Wednesday I went to a party at my friend's house. It was for everyone in our band, but not too many people came... it was a lot of fun, still.&lt;br /&gt;18th-19th: Went to Camp Dwight with Shannon and Nathan. Had a lot of fun spending time with them and with my friends. I spent most of my time with Esther, Christy, Liz, Ryan, and also sometimes Daniel, Abigail, Ben, and some other people too. But mostly those first 4 people. And my siblings, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is the 20th! Finally I have some time to spend at home and just CHILL. I know that Camp Veneta is going on all this week, and I might go for a day or two, but I doubt it... it does sound like a LOT of fun, though, hope you all have a great time if you're going!&lt;br /&gt;So, yup, this week is my time to rest up. Stay at home. Have some down time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because next week my whole family is going up to Washington to visit relatives. We're leaving the 26th and coming home on the 31st... the day before my birthday! That reminds me, hope everyone likes the plan of ice skating... and I really hope we can work it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also, on Wednesday I got a haircut! The length is the same, but I have bangs now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't really know what else to say... might post a bit more in a little while. See yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-6058888684357166183?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6058888684357166183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=6058888684357166183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6058888684357166183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6058888684357166183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/07/wowsers-catching-up.html' title='Wowsers- catching up!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-9201239998371448029</id><published>2009-07-04T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:27:34.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OME... thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I have some other stuff to say, but I totally forgot to post this, so I will now (this is mainly for Alice's benefit):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I went to the beach I randomly had this thought- I think I know why I don't like Edward as much as I did when I first read the books. It's because I hate Robert Pattinson! I mean, I just don't like him. Plus, he's not hot at all, and he CANNOT sing. But I DO like Taylor Lautner, so that just makes Jacob better for me and Edward worse... yeah. But Edward (not Rob's version of Edward) is still TOTALLY awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Just had to put that out there! Now I gotta go. But will post later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-9201239998371448029?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/9201239998371448029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=9201239998371448029&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/9201239998371448029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/9201239998371448029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/07/ome-thoughts.html' title='OME... thoughts.'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5110442768819545714</id><published>2009-07-01T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:20:22.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach day!!</title><content type='html'>Yo. I went to the beach today with Nathan, my parents, and Uncle Alan. We picked up my dad at his work around 11 or 11:30 and we were off! First we drove to Honeyman park and had a picnic. It was COLD (or at least, I was cold!). Then we drove to the North Jetty (beach) where it was SOO windy. I'm serious. A few times, it almost blew me over! But it was fun. Then we drove a ways more and impulsively stopped at another beach, which was a good choice! It was really beautiful, and actually very warm! I even took my sweatshirt off. And it wasn't too windy, either. I really liked it there, we stayed for a long time and explored. I took lots of pictures. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm home again, pretty tired, but not ready to go to bed... yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to have movie night tonight at Shannon's house, but Esther forgot and went hiking, and I wasn't home until 7:00. So I think we'll probably do it tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! Happy first day of July! July... wow. My birthday is in exactly one month!! Yay! Awesome. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5110442768819545714?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5110442768819545714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5110442768819545714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5110442768819545714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5110442768819545714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/07/beach-day.html' title='Beach day!!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5347935230867054545</id><published>2009-06-30T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:33:44.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splashy!</title><content type='html'>Dude, I totally forgot to mention a few things in my last post. So here I am again, being weird...&lt;br /&gt;1. I changed the author of this blog so now it's Megan instead of Angela, just so the people who don't know my nickname is Angela won't be confused... but on the DA I still have my Angela account. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I added more music to the playlist, not that it matters much... oh, btw, on the blog playlist if you click "pop-out player" (which you can kind of see sort of) then you can scroll down. Just thought I'd put that out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I went swimming in our pool today for the very first time! We got it set up on Sunday with the help of Shira and Adam (thanks, guys) and today Nathan and I actually swam in it. =D&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cold, but still fun. Yay! It's SUMMER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp I think that's all, so bye bye now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5347935230867054545?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5347935230867054545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5347935230867054545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5347935230867054545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5347935230867054545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/splashy.html' title='Splashy!'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5228736588727071103</id><published>2009-06-30T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:17:38.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dum dum dum de dum</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey hey. I'm doing pretty good. Like the story I posted yesterday? I'm not sure if it's any good, you tell me! I just wrote it with the feature song "Leave out all the rest" stuck in my head... which is why it was feature. =P&lt;br /&gt;I submitted it to Teen Ink also, but they take a while to accept it, so who knows if they will or not... I read this really interesting story on Teen Ink the other day, also. It's written in a really different style, but I liked it. Here's a link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.teenink.com/Fiction/article/86180/Improvising/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe read it and see what you think! I'm gonna try and submit some of my pictures to that site, too. Maybe the new poem I wrote... even though it was pretty stupid!! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Nathan, Kevin, and my mom went cherry picking earlier today! Yeah. I love cherry picking, it's so much fun. And there were a lot of berries on the trees, too! Note for future: never go cherry picking when you're hungry. Like I did today! I ate SOO many, but managed to pick a lot too. I LOOOOVE fruit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think i'll stop being weird now (meaning that I'll just stop talking for a while). Ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5228736588727071103?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5228736588727071103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5228736588727071103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5228736588727071103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5228736588727071103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/dum-dum-dum-de-dum.html' title='dum dum dum de dum'/><author><name>Megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12499599974213486670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwBI6TFQJDs/TWBGceBqRYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSJ1GEgNgMg/s220/color_splash.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-1630887609638941520</id><published>2009-06-29T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:55:14.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta http-equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"And don&amp;#39;t resent me, and when you&amp;#39;re feeling empty, keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest..." The melody of my favorite song played over and over through my headphones as I made my way through another day at work. Sorting books, putting them on shelves, the life of a library volunteer wasn&amp;#39;t the most exciting thing I could have chosen. "But, it&amp;#39;ll look good on work applications," I reminded myself for the 50&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; time, "...I think. Why couldn&amp;#39;t I have chosen a job where there&amp;#39;s some interaction with other workers??"  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;	Bam! At that exact moment, the door to my seclusion flew wide open. Dust scattered everywhere, a few stray papers fluttered across the floor. "Ow!" was all I could say, "Bright.. light!"  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"Sorry," a male voice called out from the doorway. I could see his silhouette well, but my eyes were still blinded. "Don&amp;#39;t you ever turn on the light in here? Or maybe dust a little?" he asked.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"I just work here," I persisted, annoyed at, well, whoever this intruder was. "Will you close that door? And besides, the light was turned on. You must have flicked the switch or something, when you flung open that door. Going for dramatic entrance? Well, I have to give it to you, it worked." He chuckled, deep and throaty, and shut the door behind him. For a few seconds, we were enveloped in darkness. For a minute or so, I was worried. &lt;i&gt;Why isn&amp;#39;t he turning on the light? Who IS he, and what is he doing?? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I thought, conjuring up all the worst possible scenarios. But then I heard a short *click* and, thank you electricity, the room was flooded with light. "Much better." I muttered. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;	Trying to get back to my job, I grabbed another stack of cataloged books, and proceeded to set them on the right carts. Footsteps. Closer. Then a pair of sneakers appeared before my eyes, white sneakers, about a size 10, I estimated. Before the library, I had worked in a shoe store. The feet stayed still for a while. I picked up some more books. Then on of the toes started tapping. Rather irritated, I brought my head up jerkily to look at the face of whoever had entered this back room. I set my eyes to "power glare" and bore down upon him. But I wasn&amp;#39;t prepared for what I saw. Black hair, blue eyes, a marvelous face and square chin. He was tall, too, over 6 foot, I guessed. The glare faltered. My mouth hung open a bit, but I clamped it shut. He started grinning, looking devilish and yet angelic at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who IS he??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; I wondered yet again. But this time I voiced my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;	"Who are you?" I asked bluntly, for lack of better words to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I&amp;#39;m your dream come true," was all he came back with. His voice was deep, caressing, and I fell in love with it immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;How well would he sing?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; I wondered. That thought I didn&amp;#39;t say out loud, though. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;A dream come true. Right. Look, could you please explain a bit more? And I should probably get back to work... don&amp;#39;t want to get, I dunno, fired. Can a volunteer get fired? I guess so. Yeah, they can. That&amp;#39;s what happened to Kerry, I&amp;#39;m pretty sure..." Oops. I was rambling. Always acting stupid around handsome guys, that&amp;#39;s me! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I&amp;#39;m a volunteer," he said, picking up a few books and surprisingly putting them onto the correct carts, "just like you. Don&amp;#39;t stand there- get to work! Mr. Carter hired me, said you could use a hand, and some company. Now that I meet you, though, I&amp;#39;m not so sure about that. You seem to be doing a pretty good job, just you and your iPod. What is that, a Classic?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Nano." I was surprised. Mr. Carter had never seemed to notice me, or care about me, and I certainly never asked for an assistant. Wished, yes, but never asked. "What&amp;#39;s your name?" I blurted out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Matt. Yours? What kind of music do you have on there, anything good?"&lt;br&gt;	I had so many questions, about him, about who he was and where he lived, and just everything, but all I did was answer. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I&amp;#39;m Kacey. You can think up a nickname if you want, but whatever you do, don&amp;#39;t pick Kace. And yes, I think I have good music, but that depends on what defines "good". My good might be far different from your good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Cool. Not Kace? Why not? How about.. Kay Kay, does that work for you? Or just Kay? What artists do you have on there? What generation Nano is it? You&amp;#39;re still just standing there..." The rest of the day went in quite a similar way. He peppered me with questions, we discussed many topics. He didn&amp;#39;t seem to mind my dry humor, my sarcastic tone, like Kerry had when she tried working with me. I actually wondered some days if she got fired on purpose because she didn&amp;#39;t enjoy my company. Matt was the exact opposite. We started by discussing music, questions about when I got my iPod, how much I enjoyed it, why Linkin Park was my favorite band, why &amp;#39;Leave Out All The Rest&amp;#39; was my favorite song, and so on and so on. We talked movies, books, work, just life! I even asked a few questions in edgewise. Matt didn&amp;#39;t reveal many details about himself, though; I guess I didn&amp;#39;t mind. I was enthralled, captivated, and not just by those blue eyes and wavy hair. But I did have to admit to myself, he sure was fine looking. But also I was interested in his view on things. Politics, government, the media. Life in general. He had a kind of zest about him, a passion for everyday things. By the time 5:00 rolled around, I didn&amp;#39;t want to leave the dusty back room I used to think of as a prison- as long as Matt didn&amp;#39;t leave either. But all too soon, he needed to leave. "Give me your phone number?" He asked. I readily consented. "Do you text?" Another question of his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Of course," I replied, "I mean, who doesn&amp;#39;t?" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Matt smiled at me again, showing pearly white teeth, lined up in a row. He must have had braces as a child. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;	Finally, I couldn&amp;#39;t help myself, I had to ask. "Will I see you tomorrow? Here, at work, I mean." &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;He walked out the door, leaving me with one parting thought: "Maybe." &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;	Later that evening, at maybe 5:30, I found myself standing outside Mr. Carter&amp;#39;s office, knocking on the door. "Come in!" He shouted. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Hi, Carter," I said, going inside and shutting the glass door behind me. "I&amp;#39;d like a bit of information... that new guy you hired, Matt, do you know his last name? And phone number?" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;My boss looked confused, muddled, and somewhat like a dog as he shook his head and said to my shock and dismay, "I don&amp;#39;t know what you&amp;#39;re talking about, Kacey. I haven&amp;#39;t hired anyone new since Mrs. Henderson left. But we&amp;#39;re looking for another volunteer to take her place at the desk..." The rest o his sentence never hit my ears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then who really was Matt?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; I questioned myself over and over, extremely worried by then. I jumped as my phone went *beep beep beep*, the signal that I got a new text. Reading it, I almost fainted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;From: Matt M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Subject: Dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;How you doing, Kacey? I&amp;#39;ve never met a girl like you. In a good way, of course. Here&amp;#39;s a picture of us to remember me by. I snapped it when you weren&amp;#39;t looking, remember? I won&amp;#39;t be coming back to work anytime soon. Miss you already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Yours, Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The whole rest of my drive home, I was breathless. Who was he? What did he want? I was so confused. All I could think was... he really had been a dream come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-1630887609638941520?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1630887609638941520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=1630887609638941520&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1630887609638941520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1630887609638941520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-come-true.html' title='A dream come true'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7509466855202838290</id><published>2009-06-27T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:29:29.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Any good movies lately?</title><content type='html'>Ahh, I'm so exhausted from staying up late at Bella's party. But I'd never seen Bride and Prejudice before, so I tried very hard to stay awake. And I did for most of it. Probably not a good idea... I keep needing naps. =P&lt;br /&gt;Annoying. But oh well, it was SO much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone seen any good movies lately? I watched Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom for the first time today. It was pretty gross... but good, too! I also watched Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl (or whatever the first one is called) for the, like, 10th time. But I never get tired of that movie! It rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much to post... oh, I need to email Bells a quote. Guess I'll do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7509466855202838290?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7509466855202838290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7509466855202838290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7509466855202838290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7509466855202838290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/any-good-movies-lately.html' title='Any good movies lately?'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5327580689826852464</id><published>2009-06-24T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:28:48.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A book</title><content type='html'>Hello. I started reading a new book yesterday, called The Warrior Heir. I saw it at Smith Family Bookstore and it looked interesting, so I had my sister check it out at the library for me. I've read a couple chapters, and it's pretty good! It has a cool plot. There's also a sequel and several other books that come after it, like, The Wizard Heir and The Dragon Heir. Anyone heard of them? I like it. It's on my bookshelf on the blog, so you can read a summary if you want. Can't wait to find out what happens next! What have you all been reading?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5327580689826852464?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5327580689826852464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5327580689826852464&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5327580689826852464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5327580689826852464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/book.html' title='A book'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8759672843328202334</id><published>2009-06-18T11:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:52:48.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;Yugh.&lt;br /&gt;When you're sick, it makes everything miserable... yeah. Anyway. I threw up yesterday. =(&lt;br /&gt;And I missed the yearbook party because of being sick!! Lameness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8759672843328202334?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8759672843328202334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8759672843328202334&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8759672843328202334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8759672843328202334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/yuck.html' title='Yuck'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5989461410232176327</id><published>2009-06-16T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:37:39.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch-ch-ch-changes!</title><content type='html'>I've been fixing up the blog a bit. Changing some things. ...But I think you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;One- I made it public again. Private, I dunno, I just didn't like it as much, I guess. And I want my little brother to be able to read it, and he doesn't have an account.&lt;br /&gt;Two- changed the name and description, just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;Three- changed the background again. I'll be doing that often, just to spice things up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Four- Added a bookshelf thingy just so everyone can know what I'm currently reading. Again, just for fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep yep. Well, I had stuff to say, but I don't remember any of it, so I'm gonna go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5989461410232176327?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5989461410232176327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5989461410232176327&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5989461410232176327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5989461410232176327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch-ch-ch-changes!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5409700256693437775</id><published>2009-06-13T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:07:05.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuh-yeah</title><content type='html'>Yeah, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it- wait, yes I can! Last day of band Thursday. Testing yesterday. Hoo boy. I'm so happy. I am going to be doing some school during the summer, but not much. Just finishing up my science and doing math. But I'm skipping up to the Algebra 1/2 (pre-Algebra) math book and my mom will just teach me the stuff I don't know how to do. So I'm glad I'm doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of band... I had several different emotions about that.&lt;br /&gt;1. Excitement; it meant that summer's almost here!&lt;br /&gt;2. Relief; finally finished, no more practicing.&lt;br /&gt;But also,&lt;br /&gt;3. Sadness; it was my very last day EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm not doing Logos anymore. There's so many people that I won't see again, and I'm going to miss seeing them every week! I already do miss some of them! My other friends who aren't going back next year felt the same way. It's going to be so different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, which brings me to some news. I might be doing band next year, at Creswell High School! We haven't even looked into it yet, really, but it is an option that we're considering. That'd be fun... I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a graduation today. Lauren Bennion. Their family has been friends with mine for a while. Her sister Hannah (who's about my age, a little older) wrote Lauren a song for her graduation, which she preformed for us (guitar and singing). It was SOOO good. I was amazed. Loved it. Graduations also bring out both happy and sad feelings... and lots of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5409700256693437775?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5409700256693437775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5409700256693437775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5409700256693437775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5409700256693437775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/yuh-yeah.html' title='Yuh-yeah'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5619314182721594386</id><published>2009-06-09T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:51:36.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowsa</title><content type='html'>Wow, I barely ever post on here, do I? Hmm. Sorry about that! I have been pretty busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! School's almost over! My official last day of band is this Thursday. WOOHOO! I'll be done with Logos for FOREVER. It'll be such a crazy feeling. I've been going there for 4 whole years! Wowsa. And then testing on Friday... and that's it! Done! Finito! Except for the frightening fact that I'll have to do math during the summer or otherwise I'll be 2 years behind. Blech. Not fun at all. But I'll have plenty of other summer activities, so I guess it's not TOO bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final concert is tonight, and then after that there's an award ceremony. I hate the final concert, because I have to go there up in front of everyone and have Mrs. N talk about me and give me an award... I went to the middle school concert yesterday, and seeing all the kids up there getting their awards reminded me of how much I hate it! Going up there in front of so many people. Grr. Scary... oh well, I'm going second in line, so I can go and sit down pretty soon. At least I'm not last. Or first! Second's fine with me!! And I don't think I'll get any special award or something. I wasn't very prominent in band this year. Hallelujah! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday my family (Shannon, Brian, Kevin, me, Nathan, and my parents) went on a picnic at Shotgun park to celebrate my mom's birthday which was on the 1st of June. It was pretty fun- not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; cold, not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; wet. On Friday I went over to the Hamovitz's house and spent the night. I was SOO exhausted for some strange reason. We did watch movies until 2 a.m. (we watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Benny and Joon, Ella Enchanted, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Camp Rock&lt;/span&gt;), but that's not the strange part. See, I was really tired all Friday afternoon, but then, when we were watching the movies into the middle of the night, I wasn't tired!! And then the next morning, I was tired again. I was tired all day Saturday, and even MORE tired on Sunday. It wasn't very pleasant. And then on Sunday I had a really bad headache, so I skipped youth group again... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Headaches are no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I can't really think of anything else to say... oh, I went to Shannon's house on Wednesday and joined her and our cousin Lisa and my friend Esther for their weekly movie night. It was the first time Esther and I were invited, and it was a lot of fun. We watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Penelope&lt;/span&gt;. It was funny! The preview for it looks really weird, but the movie was actually pretty good. I liked it. We had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I might be going to Smith Family Bookstore with Kevin, Andrew, Katie, and (I dunno how to spell her name) Miri (sp?). Except it looks like Andrew might not be able to go, so I'm not sure if we'll go or not. After the bookstore, we're planning to go to some smoothie shop.&lt;br /&gt;(For those of you who don't know, Andrew is a friend of ours, Katie is a friend of Kevin's, and Miri is Katie's 14 year old sister. I haven't met Katie or Miri yet, but I think I'll meet them tonight)&lt;br /&gt;If we don't go, then I'll go to Shannon's again for movie night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go, chores await me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5619314182721594386?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5619314182721594386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5619314182721594386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5619314182721594386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5619314182721594386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/wowsa.html' title='Wowsa'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-7168465630204847376</id><published>2009-06-03T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:27:30.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COME!! YOU MUST COME!!</title><content type='html'>Yep, here I am, giving YOU and only you (and whoever else I happen to invite....) an exclusive invitation (okay, maybe just a normal invitation...) to my concert next week! It is on Tuesday the 9th at 6:30 and there'll be a reception afterward.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to the google maps to Immanuel Baptist Church, where it's held:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://maps.google.com/maps?oe=utf-8&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=immanuel+baptist+church,+springfield,+or&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;split=1&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;cid=18048756696643724854&amp;amp;li=lmd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everyone please come I really want you to even if I sound horrible! And maybe come 10 or 15 minutes early, that way you can get a good seat and say hi to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now for other stuff besides trying to promote my final concert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been going well. My days are normal but fun, and my weeks are getting pretty busy with end-of-school stuff. My last day of school is next Thursday (not tomorrow), and homeschool testing is the day after that. Not looking forward to the test.... ugh. Math. Yuck. Gonna fail it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I dunno what else has been going on, so I'm gonna post my favorite picture in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD (well, sorta). Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/Sib4PDsbJvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/cBL-5Jfhlq4/s1600-h/Young+cousins%21+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/Sib4PDsbJvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/cBL-5Jfhlq4/s320/Young+cousins%21+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230945495033586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh! It makes me so happy! It's me and my fave cousins. =)&lt;br /&gt;Us all in the 13-16 age group. Us cousins who hang out together all the time. Yeah, I love it. =D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the peeps from left to right is: Me, Mark, Jer, Will, and Karen.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we cute? Why'd that have to change??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm going to my sister's house for a movie night. Her (Shannon) and our cousin Lisa have a movie night every Wednesday and they recently invited me and my friend Esther to join them. Not sure what we're watching, maybe A Walk To Remember? I don't think they've decided. But it'll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go practice the flute a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-7168465630204847376?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7168465630204847376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=7168465630204847376&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7168465630204847376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/7168465630204847376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-you-must-come.html' title='COME!! YOU MUST COME!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/Sib4PDsbJvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/cBL-5Jfhlq4/s72-c/Young+cousins%21+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2643484961874405263</id><published>2009-05-29T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:54:29.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why yes, it's a Friday.</title><content type='html'>It is a Friday, right? Um, oh yeah, yes it is :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am trying to come up with interesting stuff so that Nathan will keep reading my blog... he seemed to like the post where I said that I speared my hand on a fork, but nothing else like that has happened, so... sorry! Anyway, here's what's going on about my life in general:&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'm going to Nate's last soccer game, but I'll probably have to skip the BBQ afterwards, because I'll need to rush off to Julianna and Jenna Han's senior recital/graduation. I'm realllly excited for that! They're such awesome people and OH-SO-TALENTED!! Yep. And my friends will be going. =D&lt;br /&gt;And I might get to go ice-skating and spend the night at a friend's house afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;So yep I'm pretty dang excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting thing is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NATE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;are co-authoring a book!!! He came up with the plot idea- and it's totally awesome. I'm helping him write it (and I'm doing the typing- I'm faster and better at grammar than he is!). So far we only have a paragraph, but we hope to make it a whole book, the plot is kind of complicated. Hope we can work more on that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2643484961874405263?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2643484961874405263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2643484961874405263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2643484961874405263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2643484961874405263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-yes-its-friday.html' title='Why yes, it&apos;s a Friday.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-6147357181054326261</id><published>2009-05-25T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:18:01.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day!</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody, hope you all had a pleasing weekend (I know I did). And, happy Memorial Day! Yay for no school, no work, and fun with family and friends (for me, at least...)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is everyone having happy memories? I sure hope you are, because it's time for a little game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want everyone who reads this and is up to it- come on, it's not hard, people- to post a comment leaving one memory (like, maybe one of the BEST memories) that you've had with me. It doesn't have to be just with me only, but if I was there and we were doing something together, even if it was in a group, then that's fine! Can't wait to see what you all come up with! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, about my weekend: Friday afternoon, my parents left for an anniversary trip to eastern Oregon, around Bend area, I think (?). On their way, they dropped me and Nathan off in Pleasant Hill at a friend's house. We (Nate &amp;amp; I) both stayed there until after church on Sunday!! It was so much fun. I watched The Incredible Hulk for the first time. Loved it!! I also got to eat a ton of yummy food- Subway, DQ, Izzy's, candy, Pepsi, Ice Cream, Popsicles.... I felt like a total pig! (But it did taste good) Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I'm going to a BBQ at the Sundhom's house. They're friends of out family, and I really like them all a lot! They' awesome people. So I can't wait for that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about all for now, I think, unless I come up with a poem or pic or something to post. Ohh, I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/Shr8C6GnZ2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/cDEGSVlZh8U/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/Shr8C6GnZ2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/cDEGSVlZh8U/s320/129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339857435088086882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt; Me feeding my cousin's sheep last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now, ttfn all of you out there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Megan, Angela, Megatron, Meggers, whatever you wanna call me!--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-6147357181054326261?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6147357181054326261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=6147357181054326261&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6147357181054326261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/6147357181054326261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/Shr8C6GnZ2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/cDEGSVlZh8U/s72-c/129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4248767754004800378</id><published>2009-05-20T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:26:36.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FORKS!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow, something exciting happened today!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, I was just emptying the dishwasher, like I do every morning.&lt;br&gt;Nothing unusual there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But then, I dropped a spoon (well, nothing unusual there either), and so I quickly reached down to grab it before it hit the floor.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;And, as I was reaching down.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;I SPEARED MY HAND ON THE POINTY TINES OF A FORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yeah! It was exciting (and very painful!) It doesn&amp;#39;t really hurt anymore, though.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;See you all later, have a great day! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;--Megan (the weird one).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4248767754004800378?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4248767754004800378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4248767754004800378&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4248767754004800378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4248767754004800378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/forks.html' title='FORKS!!!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2274215200411133243</id><published>2009-05-18T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:13:05.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep yup, busy times.</title><content type='html'>Wow, I haven't posted in quite a while. Guess that means this should be a long post, to make up for it. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. On Friday, I went up with my mom to visit relatives that live in Ridgefield, Washington. It was nice to see them again. Also, a VERY nice thing is that my cousin Bethany and her 1-year old son, Aleric, were visiting! They live in Missouri, and I hadn't seen them since last summer. Aleric was so much bigger, and SUCH a cutie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pics of him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5WiNFR5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/fDa-LDbzdTk/s1600-h/Aleric+2009+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5WiNFR5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/fDa-LDbzdTk/s320/Aleric+2009+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337321198944864146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5WP8EVzI/AAAAAAAAANw/JFAOiocSYEs/s1600-h/Aleric+2009+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5WP8EVzI/AAAAAAAAANw/JFAOiocSYEs/s320/Aleric+2009+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337321194041661234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5WO7cT7I/AAAAAAAAANo/FZ4S4szpX4Q/s1600-h/Aleric+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5WO7cT7I/AAAAAAAAANo/FZ4S4szpX4Q/s320/Aleric+2009+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337321193770602418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5V4fAKWI/AAAAAAAAANg/iKpICVwbdXE/s1600-h/Aleric2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5V4fAKWI/AAAAAAAAANg/iKpICVwbdXE/s320/Aleric2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337321187745737058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5VrG2vtI/AAAAAAAAANY/52WVx8sIs_w/s1600-h/Aleric1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5VrG2vtI/AAAAAAAAANY/52WVx8sIs_w/s320/Aleric1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337321184154795730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable, right? I know, I know. Well, I have to go now, but will post more in a few days. Probably tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2274215200411133243?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2274215200411133243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2274215200411133243&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2274215200411133243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2274215200411133243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/yep-yup-busy-times.html' title='Yep yup, busy times.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/ShH5WiNFR5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/fDa-LDbzdTk/s72-c/Aleric+2009+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-1671172343590763142</id><published>2009-05-11T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:53:21.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to put a title. Sorry!</title><content type='html'>I have a headache, but besides that, I'm pretty happy today. I just looked at a bunch of pictures that a friend's boyfriend took when he took her to prom. It made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;They're so cute together!! I still haven't met him though... I will in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have anything interesting to post, so I'll do what I usually do when I don't have anything interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post pictures!! These ones are some random pictures I took around my house, and up in the woods. I love photographing nature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirsxdC_jI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nSSxjW5NuJw/s1600-h/Nature+Walk+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirsxdC_jI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nSSxjW5NuJw/s320/Nature+Walk+092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334702544298114610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirsifoMoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Gkz0YDciD7U/s1600-h/Nature+Walk+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirsifoMoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Gkz0YDciD7U/s320/Nature+Walk+079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334702540282409602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirsQzIeBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/_1zHmg9kSo4/s1600-h/Nature+Walk+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirsQzIeBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/_1zHmg9kSo4/s320/Nature+Walk+042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334702535532378130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirseBcefI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LfaxpM1hwDM/s1600-h/Nature+Walk+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirseBcefI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LfaxpM1hwDM/s320/Nature+Walk+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334702539082070514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirsHgnuSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/aCq9vmuOTEc/s1600-h/Nature+Walk+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirsHgnuSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/aCq9vmuOTEc/s320/Nature+Walk+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334702533038815522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-1671172343590763142?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1671172343590763142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=1671172343590763142&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1671172343590763142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/1671172343590763142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-want-to-put-title-sorry.html' title='I don&apos;t want to put a title. Sorry!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ri4Qg9Q13dA/SgirsxdC_jI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nSSxjW5NuJw/s72-c/Nature+Walk+092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2085350376139663875</id><published>2009-05-08T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:12:46.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A touching poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Slow Dance&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This&lt;br&gt;is a poem&lt;br&gt;written by a teenager with cancer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She wants to&lt;br&gt;see how many&lt;br&gt;people get her poem.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is quite the poem&lt;br&gt;Please pass it&lt;br&gt;on.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a&lt;br&gt;   New York Hospital .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;SLOW DANCE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Have you ever&lt;br&gt;watched&lt;br&gt;kids&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a merry-go-round?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or listened to the rain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Slapping on the ground?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ever followed a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;butterfly&amp;#39;s erratic flight?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or gazed at the sun into the&lt;br&gt;   fading night?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You better slow down.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t dance so fast.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Time is short.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The music won&amp;#39;t last.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you run through each day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the fly?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you ask How are you?&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; Do you hear the reply?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When the day is done&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you lie in your bed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With the next hundred chores&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Running through&lt;br&gt;your head?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;d better&lt;br&gt;slow down&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t dance so fast.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;Time is short.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The music won&amp;#39;t last.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ever told your child,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We&amp;#39;ll do it tomorrow?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And in your haste,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not see his sorrow?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ever lost touch,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let a good&lt;br&gt;friendship die&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;Cause you&lt;br&gt;never had time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To call and say,&amp;#39;Hi&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;d better slow down.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t dance so fast.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Time is short.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The music won&amp;#39;t last.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you run&lt;br&gt;so fast to get somewhere&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;You miss half the fun of &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;getting there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you worry and hurry&lt;br&gt;through your day,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is like an unopened gift....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thrown away.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life is not a race.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do take it slower&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hear the music&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Before the song is&lt;br&gt;over&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dear All:&lt;br&gt;PLEASE pass this mail on to everyone you know -&lt;br&gt;even to those you don&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;know! It is the request of a special girl who will soon&lt;br&gt; leave this world&lt;br&gt;due to cancer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This young girl has 6 months left&lt;br&gt;to live,&lt;br&gt;and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;live their life to the fullest, since she never will.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;She&amp;#39;ll&lt;br&gt;never make it to prom, graduate from high school,&lt;br&gt;or get married and have a&lt;br&gt;family of her own.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;--Megan (the weird one).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2085350376139663875?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2085350376139663875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2085350376139663875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2085350376139663875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2085350376139663875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/touching-poem.html' title='A touching poem'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-8339339809461134527</id><published>2009-05-08T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:50:55.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Private-osity</title><content type='html'>Okay, due to the requests of several people, I've made my blog so you can only read it if you're invited. If you know anyone who wants invited, then they should just tell me, and I'll invite them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just invited some of my friend who I thought might possibly want to read my boring old self...&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, yesterday I went to the musical that Becky was in, D**n Yankees (let's just call it Darn Yankees, okay??). It was really good! Funny, with good acting and good songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite parts was seeing a friend's older brother (along with some other people) sing a song about "The Game" (the baseball game). It was, in one word- hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Besides that, school, and working on the surprise, nothing much has been going on.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tonight I'm going to a game night for youth group, since they're not having it on Sunday (because of Mother's Day). At least, I'm probably going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, another reminder, if anybody doesn't know what pandora.com is- check it out!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-8339339809461134527?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8339339809461134527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=8339339809461134527&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8339339809461134527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/8339339809461134527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/private-osity.html' title='Private-osity'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-3584057248903707385</id><published>2009-05-07T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:30:59.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indeed, it is Thursday.</title><content type='html'>Yuck, I have a piano lesson today that I REALLY don't want to go to. Mostly because I've only practiced once this whole week- and I hate piano lessons! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate and I have been working (since yesterday) on a surprise for Mother's Day. I can't tell what it is, though, because... it's a surprise!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, I took this "Are You Obsessed With Twilight" quiz on Myspace and guess what I got-&lt;br /&gt;I am 100% obsessed with Twilight!&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha. It was funny. I actually didn't think I'd get that result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took a quiz (not on Myspace) about "when will you get married" and it says that I'll get married at age 32. Okay, I guess... I was hoping it'd be before that. But whatever. Nobody really believes those things, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But they're so much FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm going to a musical that my friend Becky is in. I'm really excited, because I'm going with some friends, and ever if I wasn't I'd still be excited! Becky has an AMAZING voice, and I love going to plays, concerts, musicals, that sort of thing. So it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on making a book cover for Buried. I'm not too good at it- I used Paint, and it looks kind of weird. Maybe I should find a different program...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, gotta go, hope everyone didn't fall asleep reading my mindless (and pointless) ramblings, if anyone even read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-3584057248903707385?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3584057248903707385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=3584057248903707385&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3584057248903707385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/3584057248903707385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/indeed-it-is-thursday.html' title='Indeed, it is Thursday.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2683638416354350847</id><published>2009-05-04T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:51:42.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a tiring weekend</title><content type='html'>Yep, the title says a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a tiring weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Nathan's birthday party (and birthday) and two of my friends came over and spent the night, and we watched several girly movies (Miss Congeniality, Ice Princess, Ella Enchanted, Camp Rock...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Saturday, from 2-4 was the Women's Tea at my church. That was a bunch of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that, I went to the Hamovit'z house to spend the night (and we watched more girly movies)!! We only got 3 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday was church, of course, but then after THAT was Nathan's family birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERRRY busy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2683638416354350847?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2683638416354350847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2683638416354350847&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2683638416354350847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2683638416354350847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-tiring-weekend.html' title='What a tiring weekend'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4118921998816350832</id><published>2009-05-01T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:56:19.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real quick</title><content type='html'>Hey I gotta go really soon, but just wanted to say a couple things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Nate's birthday, he's 11!! Happy birthday little bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added a bunch more music to the playlist, and am still trying to get all the bugs out of it and fix it so you can scroll down. But I can't do that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go everyonehaveagreatlife!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4118921998816350832?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4118921998816350832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4118921998816350832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4118921998816350832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4118921998816350832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/real-quick.html' title='Real quick'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-2433271102522322622</id><published>2009-04-25T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:31:19.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness for the eyes.</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone hope you enjoy these, I found them on Deviant Art.&lt;br /&gt;(PS- everyone enjoy the new poll? I voted for all of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th06.deviantart.com/fs28/300W/i/2008/210/f/b/grass_by_AniMal_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://th06.deviantart.com/fs28/300W/i/2008/210/f/b/grass_by_AniMal_e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th09.deviantart.com/fs38/300W/i/2008/313/f/c/_Cute__by_cellists.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 268px;" src="http://th09.deviantart.com/fs38/300W/i/2008/313/f/c/_Cute__by_cellists.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th02.deviantart.com/fs33/300W/i/2008/308/5/0/Bubbles_by_chozi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 307px;" src="http://th02.deviantart.com/fs33/300W/i/2008/308/5/0/Bubbles_by_chozi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th04.deviantart.com/fs30/300W/f/2008/170/9/5/95525af16889841deb2cd8a2db074ee3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://th04.deviantart.com/fs30/300W/f/2008/170/9/5/95525af16889841deb2cd8a2db074ee3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th04.deviantart.com/fs19/300W/i/2007/257/f/c/Beside_Still_Waters_by_silendriel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 451px;" src="http://th04.deviantart.com/fs19/300W/i/2007/257/f/c/Beside_Still_Waters_by_silendriel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-2433271102522322622?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2433271102522322622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=2433271102522322622&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2433271102522322622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/2433271102522322622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/04/randomness-for-eyes.html' title='Randomness for the eyes.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5885627685181824508</id><published>2009-04-24T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:39:44.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiredness of life. Such a busy Friday...</title><content type='html'>Eh. I'm SOOO tired right now. I got up at 6 A.M. this morning to get ready to go on DAY TOUR!!! Woohoo. It was my first time doing it- a new experience. Here's how the day went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 am: Arrived at Logos. Waited outside in the cold until Mrs. N got there and let us inside the much warmer (but still cold) building. Then we sat around for a while, did a little work, like loading the music stands and drums, until it was time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 8:00 am: Drove from Springfield to Pleasant Hill. The car was nice and warm. I rode in a 15-passenger band with most of my friends- and most of the band, too! The only people who didn't go in the big van were Ben, Sarah, and Star. Everyone who was in the van was (in order of seats- yes, I know, I like listing stuff...):&lt;br /&gt;Back row: Daniel R, Esther/Megan S (they switch now and then), me.&lt;br /&gt;Next row up: Michael, Dillon, Christy &lt;br /&gt;Second row: OKAY DANG I CAN'T REMEMBER!!, Emily, Jessie (who's not in our band, she was the photographer)&lt;br /&gt;First row: Aaron, Jake, Sean&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Mrs. N &lt;br /&gt;Passenger Seat: Daniel P&lt;br /&gt;Aren't I great? I remembered everyone's seat... except one!! I just can't remember who sat next to Emily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:45: We preformed at Emerald Christian Academy in Pleasant Hill. I knew 4 people who go there!! It was fun, and we did pretty well, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to Briarwood Retirement Center (I'm giving up on the times by now) and listened to the Emerald Christian Academy kids play their music. After that, we played out songs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, lunch! We were all so hungry. My stomach was growling. We went to Carl's Junior and ate yummy food. =)&lt;br /&gt;I got some coupons for donating a dollar to this breast cancer research thingy. I think my name will be hanging up somewhere in there on a paper star...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least, we went to Lifegate Christian Academy. And preformed there. By the time we got there, we were all pretty tired, but we still did pretty well. I knew 1 or 2 people who were there... and then the Pearsons drove me to my dad's work where I read Black for an hour until he took me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm absolutely tired!! I'm gonna go eat dinner and watch some tv. Monk, probably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!! It's been a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy your lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5885627685181824508?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5885627685181824508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5885627685181824508&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5885627685181824508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5885627685181824508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/04/tiredness-of-life-such-busy-friday.html' title='Tiredness of life. Such a busy Friday...'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4708944380748442384</id><published>2009-04-22T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:14:33.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy Story</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is really weird, and not really very realistic or true, but here it is anyway (I was in the mood to write something strange):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down he dug. “Deeper, even deeper!” I commanded him, marveling at the harsh tone my voice could take on. I whipped the man, commanding him that I would have his head if the hole was not dug into a chasm in two nights. Then I left him with that threat.&lt;br /&gt;I walked along the alleyways, pitch black, except for the occasional eruption of hot lava, which spewed forth light. Red light. I loved the color red. Reminded me of blood. And thinking of blood reminded me that I was hungry. Who should I feast on for dinner? Not another lawyer. Unfortunately, there had been an abundance of those lately. They were dry, without much meat on their bones, either just lots of fat- or just lots of bone. And even though I loved the crunchy sound, I needed something a bit healthier. Not a blood donor. They were simply not flavorful enough. No, I needed someone young, someone fresh- maybe a shipload of babies? One had just come in last week. They would be nice and plump. I could eat them buffet-style. My stomach growled intensely, and I hurried my pace. Soon I was at the ledge of the cliff, and there my kingdom lay before me, awaiting it’s king. I looked fondly at the place I called home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people called it Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, bats, another shipment from California,” I grumbled to myself, swishing my hooked tail back and forth. “They don’t taste too good either. I’ll feed them to Fido. He’s been awful hungry lately.” I climbed down the rope ladder hanging from the cliff, and soon was at the ground floor of my lovely home. Of course, only I thought it lovely. Because only I was not human. I loved the shrieks of women and children, and even the sounds of terrified men. On some days, I summoned any conductors that had been shipped in, and commanded them to make a chorus of the scream and squeals. Music to my ears. More beautiful than anything on earth could ever be. I strolled my away along, passing the torture chamber, just barely glancing inside to make sure the volcanoes had their usual ‘oomph’. And indeed, they did. I passed another room, where my worshippers were stored. They got even worse cruel and unusual punishment than the God-believers. Anyone who was stupid enough to worship me deserved it, in my opinion. Once again, as I walked past another family in chains, crying their eyes out and staring at me as I practically waltzed past, I wondered. Why were humans so stupid? They all should have known they would come here. It was their choice. Did they think that they would enjoy my wonderful world? Didn’t they know that everything they had gone through up on earth was compared to a pin prick here in Hell? I had a very personal punishment waiting for each and every one of them. I knew their deepest fears, their darkest nightmares. I knew what would hit them the hardest. And so I did. Did they not KNOW that I enjoyed their pain? That I was planning to eat them for dinner? What else did they expect? Stupid humans. I even gave some of the more evil ones a choice- join my crew of laborers and dig chasms to discard the ones I didn’t plan to eat in, or be punished for all the bad things they never chose to be forgiven for on earth.&lt;br /&gt;I was powerful.&lt;br /&gt;I was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;I was evil.&lt;br /&gt;I was biting the head off a month-old baby boy. Tasty, juicy, delicious-                        &lt;br /&gt;and then I woke up from the most awful dream I had ever dreamt by my mom calling me for school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4708944380748442384?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4708944380748442384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4708944380748442384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4708944380748442384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4708944380748442384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/04/creepy-story.html' title='Creepy Story'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-5357959878486844305</id><published>2009-04-19T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:58:48.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life. And stuff. blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>Another beautiful day! The weather has been so nice to us lately. Isn't it crazy that just a week or so ago it was SNOWING?? (well, it snowed at my house at least).&lt;br /&gt;It blows my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I just looked out the window, and there on the side of Bear Creek Road is two of my neighbors, riding their horses! I haven't seen that sight since last summer. It makes Spring feel even more real for me, somehow. Now I just want SUMMER!!!! But, Spring is okay, too. For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party yesterday was a lot of fun. Kevin took me and our friends Micah and Jordan. I knew everyone at the party except for 2 people. It was cool. We played lots of games- one of them was a relay where everyone had to take turns blowing (yes, with your mouth) a ping-pong ball across the carpet, around a cone, and back, so the next person on your team could do it. You had to crawl, of course. When I was finished I was SOO out of breath and felt really light headed. But it was all good. There were lots of snacks- and sugar- so most of us were pretty hyper. At the end of the party, we watched a video of this comedian, Tim Hawkins. I've seen him once before on this TV show we have. He's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, now comes the funny (well, not exactly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funny...&lt;/span&gt;) part. Micah and Jordan's mom called at about 9:40 (the party was supposed to end at 9) and asked where we were. So, we left, because they needed to get home. We had directions how to get THERE- to the Huckaba's house- but not back. So we just reversed the directions. Simple, right? Nooo, not when Megan Peet is doing the directing. I kind of got a bit mixed up, so, after a while... we were lost. But no fear! When Megan gets someone lost, she can always get them UNlost!! Well, I'm not sure if it was me who got us unlost, but after 20 minutes or so, we were on Main street where we were supposed to be. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm brilliant, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm gonna go enjoy the beauties of nature and sunshine. Maybe I can find a warm spot to read my book... hmm....&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-5357959878486844305?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5357959878486844305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=5357959878486844305&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5357959878486844305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/5357959878486844305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-and-stuff-blah-blah-blah.html' title='Life. And stuff. blah blah blah'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5179174768627410927.post-4162949239092447965</id><published>2009-04-18T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T09:56:08.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Umm here's more awesome photos that I like!! (I love random photos, if you haven't noticed. But they're so cool!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/group/image/color%20splash/G5PAK3TBQS/12345678.jpg?o=18" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi0006.photobucket.com/groups/0006/G5PAK3TBQS/12345678.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/group/image/color%20splash/G5PAK3TBQS/EYE23.jpg?o=30" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 280px;" src="http://gi0006.photobucket.com/groups/0006/G5PAK3TBQS/EYE23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/green%20grass" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 287px;" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh55/love24_5/grass.jpg" alt="grass Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5179174768627410927-4162949239092447965?l=meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4162949239092447965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5179174768627410927&amp;postID=4162949239092447965&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4162949239092447965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5179174768627410927/posts/default/4162949239092447965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganlovesmusic.blogspot.com/2009/04/umm-heres-more-awesome-photos-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2ydlJA0D_c/TlbpQm5pENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cDJPw58BW3o/s220/angela%2Bonce%2Bmore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
