<?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-15150786</id><updated>2011-08-24T19:17:42.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the reason Jesus came</title><subtitle type='html'>I can't live without you,
I'd rather die then try too.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113609543174822429</id><published>2005-12-31T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T14:37:22.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I got a new blog! So read my posts &lt;a href="http://www.less-than-nothing.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; from now on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOOOHOOOO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113609543174822429?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113609543174822429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113609543174822429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-everyone.html' title='Hey Everyone!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597423704620617</id><published>2005-12-30T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:23:57.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Merry Jesusmas everybody! How was your Christmas? What did you get? I got a whole bunch of money I have no idea what to do with and a Mp3 player! Whoohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow it feels good to be on here again. I haven't posted in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to do a lot of fun things this Christmas. First off I saw Chronicles of Narnia! Which is a GREAT movie. They follow the book really well. And the actors are just about perfect for the movie. I was really happy to have seen it, I had'nt seen a good movie in a while cause lately all they come out with is crud movies if you know what I mean. And Ryan Hill looks just like Edmond from that movie doesn't he?!? I thought that throughout the whole movie. None of my family agreed with me though. Well I'll have to cut this post short. My family wants to watch Lost. It'l be annoying anyways if I tell you all about my Christmas. I did to much stuff to write about. It would be like a mile long post if I wrote about my Christmas. So i'll just post some pictures. My sister got a digital camera for Christmas. So we have been having a lot of fun with it. We got like 200 pictures throughout the week. So here are some pictures of my cousins, aunts and uncles during Christmas. Comment and tell me how your Christmas went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your Christmas was as filled with many blessings! I Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113597423704620617?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597423704620617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597423704620617&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597423704620617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597423704620617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-christmas_113597423704620617.html' title='My Christmas'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597419835743316</id><published>2005-12-30T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:23:18.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is Aaron, my awesome cousin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/35/6486/320/100_0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/35/6486/320/100_0137.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/15150786-113597419835743316?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597419835743316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597419835743316&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597419835743316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597419835743316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/aaron_113597419835743316.html' title='Aaron'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597413827681989</id><published>2005-12-30T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:22:18.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna you're so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/35/6486/320/HPIM0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/35/6486/320/HPIM0043.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/15150786-113597413827681989?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597413827681989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597413827681989&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597413827681989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597413827681989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/anna_30.html' title='Anna'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597406601658335</id><published>2005-12-30T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:21:06.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandma and Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heh, my Grandma and Grandpa got candy lips and they put them on. I had to get a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/HPIM0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/400/HPIM0044.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/15150786-113597406601658335?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597406601658335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597406601658335&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597406601658335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597406601658335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-grandma-and-grandpa.html' title='My Grandma and Grandpa'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597369013010768</id><published>2005-12-30T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:14:50.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My AWESOME Uncle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my awesome uncle.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...My family's weird...Just wait till you scroll down. It gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/HPIM0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/HPIM0059.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/15150786-113597369013010768?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597369013010768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597369013010768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597369013010768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597369013010768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-awesome-uncle.html' title='My AWESOME Uncle'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597310240173720</id><published>2005-12-30T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:05:02.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pippin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is our stupid but awesome dog Pippin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/100_0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0224.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/15150786-113597310240173720?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597310240173720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597310240173720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597310240173720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597310240173720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/pippin.html' title='Pippin'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597297129927263</id><published>2005-12-30T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:02:51.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were all trying to do our own versions of what Pippin always looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My version of Pippin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/100_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0310.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/15150786-113597297129927263?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597297129927263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597297129927263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597297129927263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597297129927263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/me_30.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597278165965502</id><published>2005-12-30T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:08:22.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sara's version of Pippin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/100_0311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0311.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/15150786-113597278165965502?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597278165965502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597278165965502&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597278165965502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597278165965502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/sara.html' title='Sara'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597267088522017</id><published>2005-12-30T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:57:50.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anna's version of Pippin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/100_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0312.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/15150786-113597267088522017?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597267088522017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597267088522017&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597267088522017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597267088522017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/anna.html' title='Anna'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597245341171900</id><published>2005-12-30T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:54:13.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think my mom knows how to look normal in a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/HPIM0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/HPIM0039.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/15150786-113597245341171900?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597245341171900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597245341171900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597245341171900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597245341171900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-mom_30.html' title='My mom'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597224129683184</id><published>2005-12-30T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:50:41.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric making a Chineese face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/HPIM0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/HPIM0046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113597224129683184?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597224129683184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597224129683184&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597224129683184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597224129683184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/eric.html' title='Eric'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597198222710508</id><published>2005-12-30T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:24:50.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Anna were trying to get a picture of Aaron jumping in the air, but it didn't really turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/200/HPIM0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/200/HPIM0077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/HPIM0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113597198222710508?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597198222710508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597198222710508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597198222710508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597198222710508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/aaron_30.html' title='Aaron'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597137164620155</id><published>2005-12-30T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T17:49:48.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture of me looking down my slinkie.&lt;br /&gt;Click on it to see it up closer. it's wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/HPIM0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/200/HPIM0056.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/15150786-113597137164620155?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597137164620155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597137164620155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597137164620155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597137164620155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/picture-of-me-looking-down-my-slinkie.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597078301892832</id><published>2005-12-30T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:25:37.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't really know what to say about this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/100_0192.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0192.0.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/15150786-113597078301892832?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597078301892832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597078301892832&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597078301892832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597078301892832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597051061513717</id><published>2005-12-30T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:21:50.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                   This is Aaron, another one of my cousins. He is SO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/1600/100_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/200/100_0184.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/15150786-113597051061513717?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597051061513717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597051061513717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597051061513717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597051061513717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/aaron.html' title='Aaron'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597026475474730</id><published>2005-12-30T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:22:11.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara was mean on this picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sara decided to get a suprise picture as soon as I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0051.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/15150786-113597026475474730?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597026475474730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597026475474730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597026475474730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597026475474730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/sara-was-mean-on-this-picture.html' title='Sara was mean on this picture'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597016861330148</id><published>2005-12-30T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:22:27.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mom wearing Tylers Japan hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0002_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0002_edited.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/15150786-113597016861330148?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597016861330148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597016861330148&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597016861330148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597016861330148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-mom.html' title='My mom'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597010584967247</id><published>2005-12-30T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:39:49.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My cousin Peter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet my awesome cousin Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0139.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/15150786-113597010584967247?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597010584967247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597010584967247&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597010584967247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597010584967247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-cousin-peter.html' title='My cousin Peter'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113597003980245455</id><published>2005-12-30T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:24:00.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrisa &amp; Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan &amp; Carrisa, they are going back to Texas today though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/HPIM0045_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/HPIM0045_edited.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/15150786-113597003980245455?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113597003980245455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113597003980245455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597003980245455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113597003980245455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/carrisa-ryan.html' title='Carrisa &amp; Ryan'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113596999914483324</id><published>2005-12-30T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:13:19.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brother Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                             This is my brother Ryan making a wierd face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/8.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/15150786-113596999914483324?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113596999914483324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113596999914483324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113596999914483324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113596999914483324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-brother-ryan.html' title='My brother Ryan'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113596966731214731</id><published>2005-12-30T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:23:43.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna &amp; me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my cousin Anna. She is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0291.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0291.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113596966731214731?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113596966731214731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113596966731214731&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113596966731214731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113596966731214731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/anna-me.html' title='Anna &amp; me'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113530521990255675</id><published>2005-12-22T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T15:45:59.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Jesusmas!</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually going to do a post this time. I ussauly post weird pictures of me, or I post lyrics, surveys or poems. This time i'm going to just randomly talk. So it might get a bit boring. Who ever reads this WHOLE boring post will get a big hug and a high five, and will also by my hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Jesusmas! How are you all? I'm really excited, My brother Ryan and his wife Carissa are coming back from Mexico tonight! Woot Woot! So I guess this will be my farewell post. I wont be on the computer for about a week or so. I need to stay off the computer more often, I'm on too much. And I want to spend time with my family the whole week. So yeah, I wont be posting for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all you guys who have commented on my lousy posts! I LOVE getting comments, I get excited whenever I get a comment. I realized today how blessed I am. I have so many friends who love and care about me. They have been there for me. Even through the times were I haven't made sense, as in the last couple of months. I just haven't been myself I guess you could say. So thank you to all my friends! I don't deserve half of the things I have! So far this is a very good Christmas. It's wierd cause I've had a horable week. But, I prayed for hours and hours last night, everything changed around today. It's amazing how much power prayer has in it. Wow so i'm probably rambling on and on. Heh, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was just posting to wish you a Merry Jesusmas! And to let you know that God cares for you and wants the best for you this Christmas. So if your down like I was last night, I encourage you to pray that God would show you all that you have, and that he would show you all that there is to be thankful for. And what a difference you make in this world! I know my friends, and every single person who comments on this blog sure make a difference in my life! Thank you so much again to all my friends! I wouldn't be where I am right now if it wasn't for you all. And for all the freaking AWESOME people who comment on this blog! I love each and every one of you guys! And I wouldn't have this blog without your comments! So thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this post is just wierd, I feel like I'm changing subjects every second! Oh well, It's fun to just do a post and not worry about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas! I'll post again in a week or more. Love you all so very much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; Leave a comment and tell me how bad this post is on a scale of 1-10. Cause I feel like it's awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Although this has NOTHING at all to do with the post above or Christmas. I just had to post this. Here is a really WIERD picture of my mom. It's actually kind of scary. Tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1393/320/S3010052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1393/320/S3010052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113530521990255675?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113530521990255675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113530521990255675&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113530521990255675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113530521990255675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-jesusmas.html' title='Merry Jesusmas!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113504528072499223</id><published>2005-12-19T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T20:51:04.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Everybody seemed to like the last survey, So i'm doing another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 things you want for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;A Starbucks giftcard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Skillet worship album.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Homestarrunner Teen girl squad hoodie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the Lifehouse albums.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The movie "While you were sleeping."&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Name 5 of your favorite scents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;Chocolate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vanilla.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carmel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cappichino.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Name 5 scents you dislike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;My dad when he takes his socks off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother after he comes back from mowing lawns.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Skunk scent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milk that has been sitting out for days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brothers house, lol.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Name 5 of your favorite youthgroup activities/trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;Student Conference.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;C.I.Y.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Formal night out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nerf Wars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakaway Retreat&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Name 5 movies you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;While you were sleeping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Big fish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lord of the Rings 1,2 and 3.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry Potter 1,2,3 and 4.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spider-man 1 and 2.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Name 5 of your favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;Skillet "Imperfection."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pillar "Let it out."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lifehouse "Everything."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Demon Hunter "Undying."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skillet "Open Wounds."&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Name 5 things you want to do before you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;Bring someone to Christ.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go skiidiving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat junk food non-stop a whole day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;See all my favorite bands at one concert.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Publish my Poetry.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Name 5 of your favorite names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;Elijah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelsi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Say 5 random things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;SPACE MONKEYS!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spotted Zebras.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NIGHT MOMMAS!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay now i'm bored.....&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Name 3 of your favorite fruits of the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;Love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peace.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Well this survey is pretty stupid, I hope you guys will do it anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. &lt;/span&gt;I had to show this to everyone, this is what I got from Susanna Magruder for Christmas! Isn't it awesome?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-12-19%2007.33.26%20-0800/Image-63736CB870A211DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-12-19%2007.33.26%20-0800/Image-63736CB870A211DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113504528072499223?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113504528072499223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113504528072499223&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113504528072499223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113504528072499223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-survey.html' title='Another Survey'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113491466318738693</id><published>2005-12-18T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T09:53:53.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Skillet "Take"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Take my strength&lt;br /&gt;take my pride&lt;br /&gt;Take my selfishness away&lt;br /&gt;Take my rights&lt;br /&gt;take ambition&lt;br /&gt;Capture me&lt;br /&gt;make me a slave&lt;br /&gt;Break the walls&lt;br /&gt;break my bones&lt;br /&gt;Break my hardened heart&lt;br /&gt;Rip my rule&lt;br /&gt;rip my will&lt;br /&gt;Rip independency apart&lt;br /&gt;Breathe Your life&lt;br /&gt;Breathe Your love&lt;br /&gt;Breathe You breath and I'm sustained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hate&lt;br /&gt;take my hurt&lt;br /&gt;Express healing to my pain&lt;br /&gt;Take my flesh&lt;br /&gt;in all its arrogance&lt;br /&gt;my stability away&lt;br /&gt;Take my life&lt;br /&gt;bring fire&lt;br /&gt;Untill only You remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid out on my face&lt;br /&gt;My tongue longing taste&lt;br /&gt;Of You and Your death&lt;br /&gt;And to know Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept my gifts&lt;br /&gt;take my crowns&lt;br /&gt;I spread them at your feet&lt;br /&gt;When I bleed&lt;br /&gt;I bleed with joy as I taste Your suffering&lt;br /&gt;Flood life&lt;br /&gt;flood peace&lt;br /&gt;speak acceptance to my shame&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to kneel&lt;br /&gt;allow me to praise&lt;br /&gt;Give me the right to speak Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid out on my face&lt;br /&gt;My tongue longing to taste&lt;br /&gt;Of You and Your death&lt;br /&gt;And to know Your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113491466318738693?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113491466318738693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113491466318738693&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113491466318738693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113491466318738693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/skillet-take-take-my-strength-take-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113467675061715380</id><published>2005-12-15T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T09:54:17.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;h1 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Who you Are In Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Accepted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are God's child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As a disciple, You are a friend of Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have been justified. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are united with the Lord, and are one with Him in spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have been redeemed and forgiven of all your sins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are complete in Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have direct access to the throne of grace through Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;You are secure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are free from condemnation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God works for your good in all circumstances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are free from any condemnation brought against you and you cannot be separated from the love of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have been established, anointed and sealed by God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are hidden with Christ in God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God will complete the good work He  started in you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are a citizen of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have not been given a spirit of fear but of power, love, and a sound mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are born of God and the evil one cannot take you away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;You are significant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are a branch of Jesus Christ, the true vine, and a channel of His life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have been chosen and appointed to bear fruit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are God's temple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are a minister of reconciliation for God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are seated with Jesus Christ in the heavenly realm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are God's workmanship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You may approach God with freedom and confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can do all things through Christ, who strengthens you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love you guys! I hope you find all of this encouraging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113467675061715380?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113467675061715380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113467675061715380&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113467675061715380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113467675061715380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/who-you-are-in-christ-accepted.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113435939413441554</id><published>2005-12-11T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T19:10:14.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this picture.</title><content type='html'>This is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; picture I have ever liked of myeslf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.cv/kvmagruder/Sites/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-12-11%2014.59.46%20-0800/Image-7CCE3A1F6A9611DA.jpg-thumb_269_202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.cv/kvmagruder/Sites/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-12-11%2014.59.46%20-0800/Image-7CCE3A1F6A9611DA.jpg-thumb_269_202.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/15150786-113435939413441554?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113435939413441554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113435939413441554&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113435939413441554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113435939413441554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-this-picture.html' title='I love this picture.'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113423872573703626</id><published>2005-12-10T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T10:31:33.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall down to the ground amidst your throne of grace  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't live for yourself in this forlorn place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek out your Creators matchless face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'l hold your tired disgraceful hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'l strengthen your weary feet so you can stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proclaim His Holy name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'l make your remains whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give him your lonesome and solitary dark soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'l transform you from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up from your lingering doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise your eyes to the majestic skys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will listen to your mournful cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else will be able to fully understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain that lies in your sinful broken hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. Coment any ideas for the poem if you have them.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably change it around a bit anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love you guys lots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113423872573703626?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113423872573703626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113423872573703626&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113423872573703626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113423872573703626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/fall-down-to-ground-amidst-your-throne.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113409352245032157</id><published>2005-12-08T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T18:03:04.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing alot better. But I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for my freinds. Thanks to all who have been praying for me, and thankyou so much for the long encouraging coments on my blog. It's amazing how words of encouragment affect me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also amazing how things can change around so quickly if you just read the bible and pray. Tuesday and wensday I was really depressed, and then today everything changed. My freinds encouraged me so much to where I went upstairs and just read the bible for hours and hours today. It helped so much, i'm better then I have been in a whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do still need to stop being afraid of getting close to others, and I need to stop getting so discouraged so easily. But I can't get there in a minute. It's something I have to learn how to do, with Gods help. But thankyou so much to all thoose who have been praying, and commenting on here. You guys have done so much for me, now i wan't to do something for you. So if you have any prayer requests coment them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou to all my freinds/family who have encouraged me, and helped me out sooo much lately! With prayer, words, advice, And in so many other ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;Taylor&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;br /&gt;Brad&lt;br /&gt;Caleb&lt;br /&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Sara&lt;br /&gt;Stevo&lt;br /&gt;Zach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so glad to have you as brothers and sisters in Christ. I've been going through hard times lately, but you guys encourage me through it all, and give me the hope that I lose. Each and every one of you encourages me day by day. Let me know if i can ever do anything for you, anything at all. Love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. If you guys have any prayer requests coment them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113409352245032157?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113409352245032157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113409352245032157&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113409352245032157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113409352245032157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/thankyou.html' title='Thankyou'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113401002177014354</id><published>2005-12-07T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T09:54:45.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Everybody has to do theese surveys. Coment what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Hello, I'm: Lora. WHAT'S UP?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I hate: Brussel Sprouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I love: You!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I love to hate: Brussel Sprouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I hate to love: Junk Food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I think I'm: Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Emo music: is stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Hot Topic is: Scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;School is: ANNOYING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I have alot of: Toe socks and Poetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;My hair color is: It's originally Light Brown. Untill I died it bright blonde a while back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I think piercings are: Okay. As long as they are kept on the ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Rainbows are: NICE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Christmas is: Wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm: Uncool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You're: AMAZING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Name 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Name 5 of your favorite bands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;1.Skillet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;2.Demon Hunter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;3.Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;4.12 Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;5.The Cranberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Name 5 of your favorite drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;1.Coke Zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;2.Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;3.Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;4.Cappachino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;5.Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Name 5 of your favorite foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;1.Pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;2.Potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;3.Chillie Hot Dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;4.Tuna and Crackers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;5.Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Name 5 of your closest friends/family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;1.Eric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;2.Taylor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;3.Zach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;4.Jenni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;5.Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;This or that-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Mcdonalds or Burger King fries? Probably Mcdonalds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Veggies or Fruit? FRUIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Junk food or Healthy food? WOOT WOOT! JUNK FOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Rap or Rock? What kind of question is this? Rock of course. I'll choose anything over rap music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Pink or Black? Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Punk or Emo? Punk i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Xanga or myspace? Blogspot, heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;My chemical romance or green day? NEITHER! hate them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yahoo or AIM? Aim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Sharpie or pen? Pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Love or hate? What kind of question is this?!?! Who accauly wants to go with hate? I'll go with love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Tons of bracelets or none? A couple maybee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Painted nails or plain? Plain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Black and white pictures or colored pictures? Colored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Fuse or MTV? Neither. They are both stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Long sleeve or short? Well with the weather this cold, long sleeve. But i like wearing short sleeve better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;What's the...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;41. Best feeling ever? Waking up early and seeing snow outside. Or Feeling God's presence in a room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;42. Worst feeling ever? When somebody you love dies or when somebody you love rejects you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;43. Most embarrasing thing you have done? Ran into a wall at student conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;44. Weirdest thing you have done? The time when I Wore tinker bell pajamas into walmart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;45. Longest freindship you've ever been in? 9 years and still going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;46. Shortest? 2 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;47. Farthest you have gone from home? Washington DC. I think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113401002177014354?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113401002177014354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113401002177014354&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113401002177014354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113401002177014354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/surveys.html' title='Surveys!!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113373811726103198</id><published>2005-12-04T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:56:21.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I need prayer. I'm not doing to well lately. I'm finding myself hiding everything from everybody. And running from anything that can help me. And i don't know why. I keep doubting my faith in God. It never seems like he's there. I always just feel so hollow and alone. And I don't know what it is, but i don't feel like i belong anywhere. Lately iv'e become so insacure and confused that i don't even know who I am. How to be myeslf. So i just stay quiet. Which is far beyond what I need. There's alotta things going on that I wish I could just talk to somebody too. But I feel like I don't know anybody. I feel I will annoy others if I tell them what's wrong. I'm just tired of always being sad. I'm running from everything that can save me. I'm even doubting God, and his help. I know he's real, and yes i believe in everything about his word. I don't feel like i'm saved though at the same time. Lately iv'e had no desire to live for him. Or to read his word. I'm just hateful, full of hate towards everything. Espessaily life. I just don't know what to do anymore. I also don't wan't people to think I'm sad all the time and trying to get attention. That's another reason I always hide it.&lt;br /&gt;I have amazing and wonderful freinds that would probably listen to my problems. But i can't seem to let anybody help me. It's almost like i wan't to be depressed, i wan't to be this way. Cause I feel like there's no hope of getting out of it. Well i need lots of prayer. I'm tired of being so hopless. Please pray that i won't lose my hope like i have been lately. When i lose my hope i just completly give up on everything. I don't know, i probably sound like a rambling idiot right now. I just need a life. All that I enjoy doing out of the whole week is church and dance sorta. That's only getting out of the house 3 times a week with something i enjoy. And then every single other day besides thoose 3, i'm stuck at home. All i do when i'm here is block all my problems out with the computer. I also hate school, i can't stand studying a minute of it without getting angry. I can't stand who iv'e become. I hide myeslf from others cause i hate who i am. And for that I suffer being alone and not knowing people that well at all. I don't let anybody really get to know me. I'm just tired of feeling like i have nobody to go to. And it's like praying isn't helping, cause i doubt Gods there to help. And i reject any bible verses i read cause i feel like even if i apply them to all theese problems in the end it will make things worse. Cause i'll try so hard to change things around that when i fall a while later i'll fall even farther into a dark hole. Iv'e done it too many times to count. And i'm tired of it. It's almost like suffering and not dealing with anything is easier then fixing things and then feeling heartbroken and dissapointed. I don't know how to explain it. I'm probably not even making any sense. Well just be praying if you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. &lt;/span&gt;Thanks to all thoose on Sunday who supported me. Sunday made me realize how amazing my freinds are. How i don't deserve them at all. I am anything but good enough for each and every one. When my Grandpa died on sunday so many of my freinds came up to give me a hug. And to tell me that they were praying for me. And it just really encouraged me. Even some random people I didn't even know that well, somehow heard the news and came up to tell me they loved me and cared about what was happening. And that everything was going to be okay. Somehow that encouraged me so much to where I'm verry strong through it all. I don't know how to explain it. I thought sense so many other things in my life were going wrong that i would be even weaker. But all of thoose who helped made things so much better. I didn't need anything else added to my problems. I thought this would make things so much worse. But my freinds helped me grow stronger and more confident in what was happening in that area.&lt;br /&gt;So thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all verry much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113373811726103198?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113373811726103198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113373811726103198&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113373811726103198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113373811726103198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-post.html' title='Another Post'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113338831101692758</id><published>2005-11-30T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T14:52:15.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm turning my heart towards heavens perfect light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you my sin, i'm turning away from my fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kneel down to pray "God please give my eyes your sight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me what i'm supossed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up living only for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to start tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me the joy of your eternal light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away theese memories that give my heart pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me turn away, don't let me stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me from living on my own and going insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own i'm headed for dissapointment and pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with you, i can have something to live for, something to gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away my sinful flesh for it will rob me from what is best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a desire and heart to live for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind me to what man thinks is better,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for it will only lead to living life un-true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of not being able to walk and stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i pray that you would take my right hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lead me through this sin filled land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me be a light unto this dark nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through you're holy word and eternal dedication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use me to lead others out of their hopless despiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113338831101692758?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113338831101692758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113338831101692758&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113338831101692758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113338831101692758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/take-stand.html' title='Take a stand'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113251797759106318</id><published>2005-11-20T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:16:43.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinished poetry and prayer requests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hey everybody! I need ideas, i'm writting a poem about being at a coffee cafe, and i don't know where to go with it, like what to talk about in the poem next, or how to end it. So if you guys have any ideas coment them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coffee Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Every day, I sit in my small corner of this Coffee Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To ease the pain i might be going through, or just to write away all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Always greeted with the comforting smell of coffee scents every time i come in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some i inhale in softly, others i simply pass by, letting them ascend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As i observe what's going on from my corner view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I notice how people with broken smiles scurry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And the lonely eyes pass through in a hurry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Not even taking their time to relax and think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just getting their coffee to go, swiftly sipping up their drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well there it is, tell me what you guys think i should talk about next in that poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Helvetica10" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;Prayer requests:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Helvetica10" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;Hannah's sick! Pray that she gets better so she can be well for the thanksgiving week, and cause we don't want her to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Helvetica10" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;My grandpa, he has cancer as most of you know, and right now he's sicker then he ussauly is, so just pray that when he leaves this world that everything is settled in his soul, and that he would make peace with thoose who he's fought with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Helvetica10" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;I also need prayer, iv'e been just really trying to completly live for God right now, and it's just so hard at times, either others take the place Gods spose to be, or i fail because i keep thinking i can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Helvetica10" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;Caleb and Rachel at college! I know it's hard and stressful, expessaily when theirs exams and tests, and i know both of them have had some of thoose lately. So be praying that they could find peace through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Helvetica10" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;Love you guys so much! Each and every one of you are blessings in my life, im so glad god has placed you in my life. That goes for all the people who have been comenting, my family, and all of my freinds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Helvetica10" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love you, stay strong in him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113251797759106318?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113251797759106318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113251797759106318&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113251797759106318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113251797759106318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/unfinished-poetry-and-prayer-requests.html' title='Unfinished poetry and prayer requests'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113235912266843298</id><published>2005-11-18T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:13:26.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This post is about Sara, and how she's obsessed with taking WEIRD pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15150786-113235912266843298?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113235912266843298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113235912266843298&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235912266843298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235912266843298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/sara.html' title='Sara'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113235904616999830</id><published>2005-11-18T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:10:46.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara's feet</title><content type='html'>Sara always has to get a picture of her feet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xd7.xanga.com/89a861200033317663247/z12731489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://xd7.xanga.com/89a861200033317663247/z12731489.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/15150786-113235904616999830?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235904616999830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235904616999830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/saras-feet.html' title='Sara&apos;s feet'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113235894554228529</id><published>2005-11-18T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:09:42.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara's famous self-picture taking</title><content type='html'>And of course the famous sara's self-photo shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x39.xanga.com/a1108215105b517663051/z12731353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x39.xanga.com/a1108215105b517663051/z12731353.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/15150786-113235894554228529?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235894554228529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235894554228529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/saras-famous-self-picture-taking.html' title='Sara&apos;s famous self-picture taking'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113235880603253010</id><published>2005-11-18T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:15:32.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara's also obsessed with taking pictures of me</title><content type='html'>Sara always has to make me look really bad in a picture.&lt;br /&gt;Which i guess i look bad even if i'm not trying lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xeb.xanga.com/ddc08205616b517662322/z12730911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://xeb.xanga.com/ddc08205616b517662322/z12730911.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/15150786-113235880603253010?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235880603253010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235880603253010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/saras-also-obsessed-with-taking.html' title='Sara&apos;s also obsessed with taking pictures of me'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113235866609357666</id><published>2005-11-18T15:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:07:08.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xf3.xanga.com/2c984b2b5013017662870/z12731246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://xf3.xanga.com/2c984b2b5013017662870/z12731246.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/15150786-113235866609357666?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235866609357666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235866609357666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113235865751931749</id><published>2005-11-18T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:05:48.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x92.xanga.com/341874333763017661926/z12730633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x92.xanga.com/341874333763017661926/z12730633.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xf3.xanga.com/2c984b2b5013017662870/z12731246.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113235865751931749?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235865751931749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113235865751931749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/me_18.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113209442367004362</id><published>2005-11-15T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:17:04.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crimson Moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The mystical moonlight lay upon the glacial ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;While the dark stary night is silent all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The frightning cold wind so softy blows me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Like a moan from a souls mournful cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This silent night could soothe any upset sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Amidst the stars, sky, and the dark crimson moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That could keep me here longer then leaving it all soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I know this dark mysterious night is temporary art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For soon the sun will do it's joyus part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And scoop away the crimson moon with a glorious cheerful start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But for now i paint the memory in my mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And rest my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Untill this darkness will depart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113209442367004362?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113209442367004362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113209442367004362&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113209442367004362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113209442367004362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/crimson-moonlight.html' title='Crimson Moonlight'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113157153369234216</id><published>2005-11-09T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T13:32:36.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poety blog</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, i got a blog for my poetry, so from now on i'll be posting my poetry &lt;a href="http://www.poetic-peices.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/15150786-113157153369234216?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113157153369234216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113157153369234216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/poety-blog.html' title='Poety blog'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113133613817746068</id><published>2005-11-06T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T14:53:37.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post</title><content type='html'>Well, this is weird. I'm posting. I don't know what came over me, i just feel like posting. So you guys need to go to my &lt;a href="http://www.chisilo.blogspot.com/"&gt;freinds&lt;/a&gt; blogger and leave him some comments. He likes coments and needs some, so leave lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iv'e gotten so used to ignoring you and running in shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That i don't know how to feel you, or call out your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God don't let this last, my heart is bitter and im losing patience fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart is so numb, from what iv'e become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm trapped inside this flesh that won't come undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take me, break me, make me into something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make me into something that has a desire to live for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm finding myeslf falling short in everything i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't wan't to live for my selfish desires cause that's living untrue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take me away, all i am is a mess trapped in self created stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Well i'm going to post something really weird today. I call it top 10 list. It's fun i guess...Something to keep me occupied. But you guys need to do it to and then coment what you do! cause i wanna see it. And i don't wan't to be the only one doing the top 10 list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Things i wan't to do before i die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;font&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Sell the paino songs i made up in a music store. (Which i doubt would ever happen.)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Raise a family.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Go skydiving.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Go bike riding 20 or 30 miles non-stop.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Before i die i wan't to write a long letter to each and every one of my freinds and family who have made a difference in my life.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Bring somebody to Christ.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;See all my favorite 20 bands all at one concert. (Like that would ever happen.)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Publish a poetry book. But i would have to get a whole lot better first. Cause i'm not verry good.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Go to Hawaii.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Write lyrics for a bands album.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Things that encourage me to go on in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;font&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Writting down everything i feel about life day by day.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Comparing my problems to others all around the world, and realizing i could have it alot worse.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;God's forgiveness and the way he'l always be there to ease my pain, and help me through it. And there is always a light admist my darkness. &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Anybody that gives encouraging words, and show that they care.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt; Keeping the mindset of everything i do is to glorify God.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The fact that God has my whole life planned out from the begging to the end. And even when iv'e fallen down on my face, there's always hope and a way out of anything.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt; Listening to DM live. Which is a radio show for teen's who call in with problems they need answers for. It makes me realize i am so blessed to have the things i do. Cause theese people who call in have no idea what the truth of life is, or they call in hopeless, and abandoned, with no freinds or family.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt; Music with encouraging lyrics, i really focuse on lyrics and what other people say. I most of the time take it to heart.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Reading the bible of truth and hope.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The fact that God has placed me on this earth for a reason, and none of us are without purpose.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Things i really enjoy doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;font&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Being there for my freinds, and helping them carry any burdens they have in life. And showing them i love and care for them.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Giving compliments to others to encourage them on.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Talking one on one with freinds and getting to know them better.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Listening to music.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Writting every night for hours and hours.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Playing the paino, and making up songs.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Writting poems.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Dancing.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Drawing.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Reading song lyrics, figuring out what each and every one means, and if the meaning seems to encourage me, i memorize it, or print it out and read it over and over again to tell myeslf there is hope.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Christian examples i really look up to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;font&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Anna&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Brad&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Caleb&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Hannah&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Rachel&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Steven&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;My parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;My sister&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;My brothers&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 of my favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;font&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The Cranberries "Eletric blue"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Switchfoot "Daisy"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Switchfoot "The fatal wound"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Switchfoot "Easier then love"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Demon hunter "Infernal place"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Lifehouse "Everything"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Skillet "Imperfection&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Skillet "Alien youth"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Skillet "You are my hope"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Switchfoot "The setting sun"&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay you guys do the top ten and then coment what you did! Cause i wanna see your top 10 lists. Love you guys so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113133613817746068?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113133613817746068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113133613817746068&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113133613817746068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113133613817746068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/post.html' title='A post'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113087052674845363</id><published>2005-11-01T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:46:51.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey guys, i'm finnaly posting. I decided im not going to do blogger for a while, i have nothing to talk about anymore. And i need a break from the computer, im on to much. But thanks for all the coments! Caleb, Rachel, Hannah, Steven, Allie, Christina and Eric. I appreciate all of your coments! But i won't be posting for a while. Check back like next year lol, i might start again. I'm just really tired of blogging for now. And also there's really no point to my posts, so yeah. I quit for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give me a soul that never drifts away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't wan't to live for my selfish desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm tired of being away from you, living in my decay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give me a pure heart, Inspire me along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wan't to live my life through you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I give you all the credit for anything i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;For withought you i am anything but true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take my mind, my sins and shame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Renew me, so im not lost in your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If the world abandons me, and they blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will stand out as a light to glorify his name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Help me stay strong, be my foundation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Despite the worlds lies and condemnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113087052674845363?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113087052674845363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113087052674845363&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113087052674845363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113087052674845363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-113001238671395839</id><published>2005-10-22T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T13:24:02.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I'm at my brothers house right now, and i don't have anything to do. He's sleeping on the couch beside me making weird noises, and he's like whinning. I have alotta fun when i come over here, but since he's sleeping, i guess all there is to do is post a whole bunch of quizzes and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vanessa73/quizzes/What%20name%20suits%20your%20personality%3F/"&gt;What name suits your personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy- Evan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl- Missy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/happykoala/quizzes/How%20weird%20r%20u%3F/"&gt;How weird r u?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50% weird, you are wierd,seriously! People might start to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stare a bit if u carry on at this rate!Try to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be as weird as possible without making people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stare, then you will satisfy yourself and the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;around you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/flutterby891/quizzes/What%20fruit%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; What fruit are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FL/FLU/flutterby891/1129740244_watermelon.gif" alt="HASH(0x8cb3a74)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are a watermelon! You are popular and loved by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many people. You are sweet and that is why you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are eaten alone. You can be hasty at sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but love attention from people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY MY BROTHERS UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow this post is pretty pointless. oh well aren't they all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-113001238671395839?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/113001238671395839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=113001238671395839&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113001238671395839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/113001238671395839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112984864470903159</id><published>2005-10-20T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T15:51:35.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live for him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i stand and then i fall&lt;br /&gt;When i lose hope,&lt;br /&gt;And don't even wan't to be here at all&lt;br /&gt;When iv'e fallen down, and im deppressed,&lt;br /&gt;You always leave a way for me to escape from my stress&lt;br /&gt;You never leave me a problem that is to much of a mess&lt;br /&gt;I will never fully know how much I am blessed&lt;br /&gt;I always focuse on my pain and hurt&lt;br /&gt;While throwing all my blessings and God's forgivness in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;Tears fall down my face&lt;br /&gt;I waltz through this darkness at a endless pace&lt;br /&gt;But through it all&lt;br /&gt;Your always there holding my right hand&lt;br /&gt;You help me up so i can stand&lt;br /&gt;In this life others knock me down&lt;br /&gt;But you will never leave me fallen on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;When chains bind me from my past&lt;br /&gt;You say in my heart "Your forgiven"&lt;br /&gt;And your past should be forgotten fast&lt;br /&gt;I bled and died to take away your sins&lt;br /&gt;Through me you are eternally forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me day by day&lt;br /&gt;And i will show you the way through this life of decay&lt;br /&gt;Live in this world, but never follow their flow&lt;br /&gt;You are a shinning light amoung their dark soul&lt;br /&gt;Follow me and i will make you whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112984864470903159?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112984864470903159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112984864470903159&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112984864470903159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112984864470903159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/live-for-him.html' title='Live for him'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112968481487820357</id><published>2005-10-18T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T18:20:14.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now for something different</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, today's post is going to be a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As christians i think one of the most important things is prayer. So we can pray for each other, and help each other carry burdens. So if you have any prayer requests coment them, and i'll be praying for you! Im tired of writting about myeslf lol, my lifes to boring, and your prayer requests are alot more important then me posting about my day. So coment any prayer requests you have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112968481487820357?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112968481487820357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112968481487820357&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112968481487820357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112968481487820357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/now-for-something-different.html' title='Now for something different'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112948913644279299</id><published>2005-10-16T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T13:25:45.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah, sara and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.cv/kvmagruder/Sites/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-10-10%2015.40.52%20-0700/Image-59D2D30239DE11DA.jpg-thumb_269_202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.cv/kvmagruder/Sites/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-10-10%2015.40.52%20-0700/Image-59D2D30239DE11DA.jpg-thumb_269_202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finnaly back at the church ready to head home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112948913644279299?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112948913644279299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112948913644279299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112948913644279299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112948913644279299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/hannah-sara-and-me_16.html' title='Hannah, sara and me'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112948908854561510</id><published>2005-10-16T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T11:58:08.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad, me, hannah and nikki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-10-10%2015.40.52%20-0700/Image-59D25C0639DE11DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-10-10%2015.40.52%20-0700/Image-59D25C0639DE11DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride on the way home! woot woot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112948908854561510?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112948908854561510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112948908854561510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112948908854561510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112948908854561510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/brad-me-hannah-and-nikki.html' title='Brad, me, hannah and nikki'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943400461549794</id><published>2005-10-15T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:40:04.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.cv/kvmagruder/Sites/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-10-10%2015.22.55%20-0700/Image-DBE40A9E39D811DA.jpg-thumb_269_202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.cv/kvmagruder/Sites/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-10-10%2015.22.55%20-0700/Image-DBE40A9E39D811DA.jpg-thumb_269_202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another example of why i aviod pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943400461549794?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943400461549794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943400461549794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943400461549794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943400461549794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943365735459528</id><published>2005-10-15T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:34:17.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This pic is for Caleb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xe0.xanga.com/fcd87b2405d3314596265/z10459855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://xe0.xanga.com/fcd87b2405d3314596265/z10459855.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb look deep into the eyes of this dog and&lt;br /&gt;tell me it's evil. look at her sweet innocent face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943365735459528?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943365735459528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943365735459528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943365735459528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943365735459528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-pic-is-for-caleb.html' title='This pic is for Caleb'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943350469292515</id><published>2005-10-15T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:31:44.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicholas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x7a.xanga.com/d5e847361213014598441/z10461397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x7a.xanga.com/d5e847361213014598441/z10461397.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol nick your awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943350469292515?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943350469292515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943350469292515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943350469292515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943350469292515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/nicholas.html' title='Nicholas'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943346618780939</id><published>2005-10-15T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:31:06.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis, stephanie, amy and aubrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x9e.xanga.com/def8462b4803014598074/z10461137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x9e.xanga.com/def8462b4803014598074/z10461137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all you girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943346618780939?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943346618780939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943346618780939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943346618780939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943346618780939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/alexis-stephanie-amy-and-aubrey.html' title='Alexis, stephanie, amy and aubrey'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943340440120847</id><published>2005-10-15T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:30:04.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xeb.xanga.com/0bd8413541c3014596744/z10460205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://xeb.xanga.com/0bd8413541c3014596744/z10460205.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my freinds, is why i aviod pictures...Look&lt;br /&gt;how bad i look! It could give someone a nightmare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943340440120847?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943340440120847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943340440120847&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943340440120847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943340440120847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahhh.html' title='Ahhh....'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943335382516166</id><published>2005-10-15T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:29:13.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome hannah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x76.xanga.com/2ea85330d763114596540/z10460047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x76.xanga.com/2ea85330d763114596540/z10460047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much hannah! your so amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943335382516166?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943335382516166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943335382516166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943335382516166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943335382516166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/awesome-hannah.html' title='Awesome hannah'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943326305399438</id><published>2005-10-15T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:27:43.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BORING hoedown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x07.xanga.com/8d1846773503014823495/z10620088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x07.xanga.com/8d1846773503014823495/z10620088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry guys...but the hoedown was boring..&lt;br /&gt;Well the dancing part, i enjoyed talking to people.&lt;br /&gt;But i say we should have filled the time with something&lt;br /&gt;different like a game of some sort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943326305399438?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943326305399438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943326305399438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943326305399438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943326305399438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/boring-hoedown.html' title='The BORING hoedown'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943318881762582</id><published>2005-10-15T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:26:28.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah, sara and jessica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x0d.xanga.com/34785542d173114823585/z10620153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x0d.xanga.com/34785542d173114823585/z10620153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You girls are so freaking awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943318881762582?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943318881762582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943318881762582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943318881762582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943318881762582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/hannah-sara-and-jessica.html' title='Hannah, sara and jessica'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943314158054844</id><published>2005-10-15T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:25:41.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy and sara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xf2.xanga.com/25809175d50b514823704/z10620229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://xf2.xanga.com/25809175d50b514823704/z10620229.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE AMY AND SARA! what the heck?!?&lt;br /&gt;the pictures sideways!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943314158054844?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943314158054844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943314158054844&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943314158054844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943314158054844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/amy-and-sara.html' title='Amy and sara'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943309916855224</id><published>2005-10-15T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:24:59.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah, sara and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x25.xanga.com/74787734d903314807885/z10461238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x25.xanga.com/74787734d903314807885/z10461238.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man this picture scares me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943309916855224?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943309916855224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943309916855224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943309916855224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943309916855224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/hannah-sara-and-me.html' title='Hannah, sara and me'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943305296106769</id><published>2005-10-15T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:24:12.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My lovely sister!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xb3.xanga.com/2a385a6ac373114808143/z10609559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://xb3.xanga.com/2a385a6ac373114808143/z10609559.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww! sara, your so pretty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943305296106769?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943305296106769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943305296106769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943305296106769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943305296106769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-lovely-sister.html' title='My lovely sister!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943297722660364</id><published>2005-10-15T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:22:57.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x24.xanga.com/207850774943114808243/z10609632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x24.xanga.com/207850774943114808243/z10609632.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Zach your so funny. *high five*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943297722660364?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943297722660364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943297722660364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943297722660364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943297722660364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/zach.html' title='Zach'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943284905139537</id><published>2005-10-15T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:20:49.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just thought this picture was really pretty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x86.xanga.com/9fa87a735843314808329/z10609696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x86.xanga.com/9fa87a735843314808329/z10609696.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought this was a really pretty view!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943284905139537?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943284905139537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943284905139537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943284905139537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943284905139537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-thought-this-picture-was-really.html' title='I just thought this picture was really pretty'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943277012490466</id><published>2005-10-15T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T06:33:32.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x66.xanga.com/33a8636ad223314808755/z10609976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x66.xanga.com/33a8636ad223314808755/z10609976.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why there's a heart around this picture...&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken by my sisters camera.&lt;br /&gt;Sara is there something you wanna tell us? lol j/k!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943277012490466?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943277012490466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943277012490466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943277012490466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943277012490466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/casie.html' title='Casie!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943267382264145</id><published>2005-10-15T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T06:34:07.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x5f.xanga.com/a73877736823314808607/z10609868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x5f.xanga.com/a73877736823314808607/z10609868.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave doing who know's what....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943267382264145?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943267382264145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943267382264145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943267382264145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943267382264145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/dave.html' title='Dave'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943249470100411</id><published>2005-10-15T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:34:57.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara and Hannah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x83.xanga.com/46e843734563114808514/z10609809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x83.xanga.com/46e843734563114808514/z10609809.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWW! i love sara and hannah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943249470100411?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943249470100411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943249470100411&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943249470100411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943249470100411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/sara-and-hannah.html' title='Sara and Hannah'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112943235022541612</id><published>2005-10-15T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:35:40.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x3a.xanga.com/f0684a6a3113014808418/z10609752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://x3a.xanga.com/f0684a6a3113014808418/z10609752.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...now that's something special&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112943235022541612?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112943235022541612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112943235022541612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943235022541612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112943235022541612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/tyler.html' title='Tyler'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112925006374394465</id><published>2005-10-13T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T17:34:23.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the people who feel alone&lt;br /&gt;They feel as if nothing is there home&lt;br /&gt;they don't know which way to go&lt;br /&gt;And so they follow the flow&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the broken and lost&lt;br /&gt;The ones who dont know how much they cost&lt;br /&gt;Help them find the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;Help them see the eternity that's with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they see clearly?&lt;br /&gt;That you died for their sins&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they open up&lt;br /&gt;and let your eternal loving kindness in?&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know through you they are forever forgiven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;To all thoose who feel like their lives are torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the voice deep inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;There's someone who has been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;To give you a life from the verry start&lt;br /&gt;Cause He doesn't want you to live your life completly fallen apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they see clearly?&lt;br /&gt;That you died for their sins&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they open up&lt;br /&gt;and let your eternal loving kindness in?&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know through you they are forever forgiven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I wan't to live for you day by day&lt;br /&gt;And whatever sin comes my way&lt;br /&gt;I will face it with your word of truth&lt;br /&gt;Every problem or issue i have courage through&lt;br /&gt;Cause i can always take it to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112925006374394465?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112925006374394465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112925006374394465&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112925006374394465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112925006374394465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/verse-1-i-pray-for-people-who-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112882574695327419</id><published>2005-10-08T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:43:47.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOUBLE BONUS!</title><content type='html'>Why the title of this post is called "double bonus" Is because i am giving you a post AND a poem i made up. So when you are done reading this post, underneath this post there will be more. Oh great, this is really going to be boring for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So theese last couple of days have been crazy. Wensday evening i left for breakaway retreat. It wen't a whole lot better then i was expecting it to go. I was afraid all my problems were going to follow me there. Cause what i ussauly do on trips for some reason, is try and fix every single situation and problem that im dealing with. The first day of breakaway retreat didn't go to well, cause i started looking at life through my own eyes, and every single thing just was black and white. I don't know how to explain it. But i let all theese problems and issues get to me. And i felt like i couldn't fix them, and that there was no way out. So i closed myself off to God and my freinds. But i think going through that the first day was all part of God's plan. I completly had a emotional breakdown at breakaway retreat, and i complelty handled it wrong. I gave up, just completly gave up. I thought that God didn't wan't to help me, and same for everybody else around me. But in that moment, everything changed. I really think god used hannah, zach, steven, and sara to help me realize what i was doing. How i had hope. And it's like everything changed so fast, i don't know how it all happened. But they made me realize sooo many things. And so in that moment, i completly turned to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realized how stupid i was being every time i was depressed or down about issues and trails. I would always focuse on my feelings, and run from everything i knew that would help me. I think that i learned so much at this breakaway retreat that it can't even all be put into words. I have deffinettly never seen God so clear. He completly came into view at breakaway retreat. I also realized that i was always setting my goals to high. Like i was expecting way to much out of myself. I kept thinking i didn't do a good enough job for God in everything i did. But you know, i am a young child in God. And i have alot of growing up to do, and alot of wisdom to learn from him. I shouldn't try to speed up that process. It's a slow learning process, and he's working on me all the time. I'm not saying i should ignore it, of course i shouldn't. I should listen to what he says, and see what he show's me. But i shouldn't be getting depressed over that, Cause even if im not doing a good job in my eyes, i am in his eyes. And he still usses me through tons of things, and trying my hardest is the best thing i can do. That's what i have been doing, but setting my goals to high and expecting to much out of myself so quickly, can create dissapointment in myeslf. But he usses every christian so much in a life. So i have decided to restart everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And walk with God step by step up the stairs in life. But not skip 2 steps up like i ussauly do. Cause i have verry much to learn from him. Well i hope that makes sense. I also learned that no matter what i am going through, no matter how lost i am in life, there is ALWAYS hope and there is always a way out. No matter how many times i fail no matter how many times i look like an idiot, he still loves me. And usses me in many ways in other peoples lives. But wow, when i can view life through Gods eyes, everythings so bright and clear. Even if there are thoose slow times were i feel like im acheiving nothing, God's working on me. He never stops working on me. In the bible it says, today has enough worry on it's own, don't worry about what tommorow holds. God will reveal everything to you when the time comes and he has your whole life planned out. I need to apply that to my life at the dry times, were it just feels like im trapped in a desert with nothing around..But Wow i don't know if im making any sense, i don't know if i'm even speaking english! But just god's joy that he gives me, it makes me wanna go on and on. Have you ever been so close to God, that you can't describe it? Like it's so amazing and there's just so much hope in life looking through God's eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well breakaway retreat was wonderful. Not only did i get close to God, but i close to some of my amazing brothers and sisters in christ. And I gave all the burdens up to God that i had been carying around with me. I even let them all go to heart, but I just gave them all up to God at breakaway retreat. Here's another thing...I'm just so amazed at what all God has given me. I mean he gave me brothers and sisters in christ to help me carry my burdens in life. He gave me a house, i loving and wonderful family. He died for me. He's so amazing. I mean just think about that. He could have just gave us nothing, like we deserve. But he loves us soooo much to where he is always there to help us, he's gave us freinds, houses, talents, and just so many amazing things! But wow....all thoose others who went to breakaway retreat, i hope god has taught you as much as he did me! And i hope this post makes sense! I'm so filled up with joy and peace that i don't know if im just rambling a whole bunch of words or if im speaking in spanish or what! Hehe, i don't even know where all theese words are coming from. my fingers just keep typing and typing about all the things he has taught me in just 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i g2g, i love you soooooooooo much! And God is always there for you, never to give up on you, never lose hope in him, he will love you forever and ever! And im always here for you if you need help carrying a burden, don't be lonely. This is what i learned, the more you try to do things on your own, the more you'l mess up. And why be alone, when God gave you so many people with the same things you have been through to help you out. Other people feel your pain in life, so know that your christian brothers and sisters in life are there for you. and most importantly God's there for you. And why i am saying this is cause this is one of the biggest things i have learned in the last couple of months. Always keep that in mind! Wow im just like rambling so much in this post! Well i really g2g. I love all of you soooo much! bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. God really spoke to me through thoose who helped me at breakaway retreat. Thankyou sooo much for being there for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112882574695327419?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112882574695327419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112882574695327419&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112882574695327419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112882574695327419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/double-bonus.html' title='DOUBLE BONUS!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112882342457404339</id><published>2005-10-08T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:03:44.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My rhyme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She feels alone every day&lt;br /&gt;She feels as if there is no way&lt;br /&gt;To live this life That she lives day by day&lt;br /&gt;Why must she always be in dismay?&lt;br /&gt;In this mess, she's always trapped in stress&lt;br /&gt;She's the one everybodys to blame&lt;br /&gt;Always lost in her shame&lt;br /&gt;She's never had joy she's always had pain&lt;br /&gt;What is there to gain?&lt;br /&gt;She sits upon her bed&lt;br /&gt;Her tears pouring down her face&lt;br /&gt;Why does she have to live in this terrible place?&lt;br /&gt;Her miserable thoughts are a endless pace&lt;br /&gt;She turns to sin to ease her pain&lt;br /&gt;But nothing ever works to help of what she remains&lt;br /&gt;She looks out her window, and up to the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Was she meant to live? or was she meant just to die?&lt;br /&gt;She wouldn't of had to live her life all in strife&lt;br /&gt;If she would have known who's above&lt;br /&gt;The only one who can love her lost soul&lt;br /&gt;The only one who can make her whole&lt;br /&gt;The one who can make her see, who can make her be&lt;br /&gt;A shinning light for everybody to see&lt;br /&gt;Wondering about this God of love she's heard about from above&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if he can be someone she can truly love&lt;br /&gt;Without being rejected and thrown in the dirt,&lt;br /&gt;Without getting lost, broken, and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Lost in desperation, she cries out to God above&lt;br /&gt;the one who's she's always ran from&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's afraid of love&lt;br /&gt;And as she cries out&lt;br /&gt;"God save me just come inside,&lt;br /&gt;Your the only hope i have to keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't real, and i'm stuck in this place,&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i'll give up, and run forever in haste"&lt;br /&gt;It was then that her whole live changed&lt;br /&gt;She never looked at any of theese things the same&lt;br /&gt;She had somebody to go to, somebody to love&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who's amazing, from up above&lt;br /&gt;She then filled up with grace and love&lt;br /&gt;From Today on she isn't half as weak&lt;br /&gt;Everything is more like a blessing then a drain in the sink&lt;br /&gt;Her tears have turned from tears of hate and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;To joyful tears of the thought of tommorow&lt;br /&gt;For now she has a reason to stay&lt;br /&gt;Now she can be led to the right path and right way&lt;br /&gt;Now has something she can give.&lt;br /&gt;To thoose other lost souls all around&lt;br /&gt;The ones who have fallen to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;She then realizes God has always been around&lt;br /&gt;He's always loved her, He's always been calling out her name&lt;br /&gt;She was always running in shame,&lt;br /&gt;Ever sense that day she's never been the same,&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody looks up to her and they never blame&lt;br /&gt;And now so many people wonder why&lt;br /&gt;She can hold her head up so high&lt;br /&gt;When before she was always the one who wanted to die&lt;br /&gt;From today on she lives for her mighty king above&lt;br /&gt;She lives to spread his eternal kindness and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Guys coment and tell me what you think of it. I tried to view of what life would be like withought God. It's kind of sad but at the same time it encourages me. To help thoose who don't know God. As christians we always have hope, and somebody to go to. Think about that and just how amazing God is. If you really just thnk about how we will never be completly alone, and we always have hope and a way out of every situation. I think it's amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112882342457404339?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112882342457404339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112882342457404339&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112882342457404339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112882342457404339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-rhyme.html' title='My rhyme'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112830352423982913</id><published>2005-10-02T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T18:38:44.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frontline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It's not like I'm walking alone into the valley of the shadow of death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Stand beside one another, 'cause it isn't over yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'd be willing to bet that if we don't back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You and I will be the ones that are holding the Crown in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; When it's over, we can say, "Well done"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But not yet, 'cause it's only begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; So, pick up, and follow me, we're the only ones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; To fight this thing, until we've won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We drive on and don't look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It doesn't mean we can't learn from our past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; All the things that we might have done wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We could've been doing this all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Everybody, with your fists raised high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Let me hear your battle cry tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Stand beside, or step aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We're on the frontline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And we'll be carrying on, until the day it doesn't matter anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step aside, you forgot what this is for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We fight to live, we live to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And tonight, you'll hear my battle cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We live our lives on the frontlines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We're not afraid of the fast times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; These days have opened up my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And now, I see where the threat lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We've got to lead the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112830352423982913?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112830352423982913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112830352423982913&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112830352423982913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112830352423982913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/10/frontline.html' title='Frontline'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112765533430182801</id><published>2005-09-25T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T06:35:34.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer requests AND A POST! WOOT! WOOT!</title><content type='html'>Well i have a hudge prayer request. Lots of you know about how my dad had to go to the hospital last night..Well last night at about 11 we figured out he got &lt;i&gt;pneumonia&lt;/i&gt;. ugh and i hope i'm spelling that right..I just hope he recovers quickly, and that pneumonia won't bring him much pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well days around here have been crazy. My dad going to the hospital and getting surgery, me getting sick, my dad going back to the hospital. But through all of this god has showed me how he takes care of everything, no matter what situation. And also just how faithful he is! It's amazing how i have so much joy, when alot of things are happening in my life. I have just been seeking god, and giving all my worries, fears, and troubles to him! Life can be so amazing when you live it the right way. Well i don't really have anything else to say...Except for I love you guys sooo much! i'm verry blessed to have you guys as my freinds!! Well i gotta go to church, see you all there! byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112765533430182801?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112765533430182801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112765533430182801&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112765533430182801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112765533430182801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/prayer-requests-and-post-woot-woot.html' title='Prayer requests AND A POST! WOOT! WOOT!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112723939092766620</id><published>2005-09-20T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T11:06:32.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lord teach me every day&lt;br /&gt;About the right path and way&lt;br /&gt;Help me be all i can be&lt;br /&gt;Help me lead others to eternity&lt;br /&gt;Let me know when i have led myeslf astray&lt;br /&gt;I want to live for you more in every way&lt;br /&gt;Help me be an example of others to see&lt;br /&gt;Jesus give me more of you and less of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112723939092766620?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112723939092766620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112723939092766620&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112723939092766620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112723939092766620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112692145448381487</id><published>2005-09-16T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T16:43:28.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Yo! Today was alright...I got up and used my new lovely coffee machine...Which accauly isn't verry lovely cause my parents got a really cheap one, so when you make the coffee it like leaks water all over the counter. But oh well, the coffee tasted nice. Then after making my morning coffee, i did loads of school, which didn't go to well. : / but i don't think school is spose to go well with me any day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I wish every person was just born with all the intelligence you need for life. And none of us needed to do school, cause we already knew everything. That way we could burn all the school books and not have to go to classes or college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Well i just got done watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Phantom of The Opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;....I don't think it was HALF as good as everybody made it out to be...Alot of my freinds said it was "AWESOME" Expessaily the music in the movie...But in my opinion the movie was "ok," and in my opinion the music was verry repetitive, and it all sounded the same....I guess you will have to watch it and see what you think of it...That is if you can survive through the boringness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Well this is kinda silly of me to post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;But this should be interesting. I have been fighting with Caleb and Rachel about how dog's are WAY cooler then cat's. And about how cat's are evil. But they have both turned to the dark side, and think that cat's tottaly rule. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Well i made up a list of 8 reasons why dogs are cooler then cat's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;   &lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dogs are playful, cat's just wan't to be pet or they wan't to sleep.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dog's are cute, cats are as ugly as heck.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cats rub against your legs because they have nothing better to do. Dogs rub against you cause they love you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cats stare at you with a look of "I'm going to kill you" Dogs look at you with a face expression of "i love you."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cats CONSTANTLY say "meow" Which happens to get annoying and verry repetitive. But dog's barks all sound different. A cat's "meow" always sounds the same.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cat's give me rashes. Dog's don't&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cat's are mean, they scratch innocent people to get their way. Dogs are nice even if they don't get their way.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cat's have their own bathroom. How spoiled is that?!? Dogs humbly share the whole backyard for a bathroom, and cats use their own litter boxes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Yes that might sound kinda stupid to some of you. But i must proove caleb and rachel wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;If you have any more reasons why dog's are cooler then cat's Post them. I could think of at least 100 more reasons, but im to tired to post them. So bye! i need some sleep love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112692145448381487?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112692145448381487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112692145448381487&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112692145448381487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112692145448381487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/lots-of-stuff.html' title='Lots of stuff'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112666125776876173</id><published>2005-09-13T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:27:37.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninja's in blenders</title><content type='html'>Today my sister let me know that a blender is like a ninja in a bottle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112666125776876173?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112666125776876173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112666125776876173&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112666125776876173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112666125776876173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/ninjas-in-blenders.html' title='Ninja&apos;s in blenders'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112649262675593063</id><published>2005-09-11T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:37:06.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I don't have much to post, i just have a prayer request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad will be getting surgery a week from tuesday. So prayers would be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's really all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S caleb and rachel like cats! WHAT THE HECK?!? All cat's must die. Who is going to help me kill all the cat's and save them from taking over the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112649262675593063?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112649262675593063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112649262675593063&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112649262675593063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112649262675593063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-dad.html' title='My dad'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112612240894342951</id><published>2005-09-07T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:04:02.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTEST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am leaving tommorow morning at 7 or 8 a.m tommorow for dallas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So we are doing the contest thing again. The person who gives me the most coments while im gone WINS! Good luck to all of you. The contest starts today and ends saturday night at 10. So get started! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You guys can't let rachel win again. Last time we did this contest, she comented at least 200 times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whoever coments the most is my hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes everybody must do the contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how are you all doing? Today was verry dull and boring so i really have nothing to say about it. Except for the fact that it was dull and boring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was sad. i was reading my old &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/atwa2005"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt; Today, and i realized how DUMB my posts used to be...I hope they have advanced some. And if they haven't, im really really sorry you have to put up with reading them.. i couldn't even read my old xanga for more then like 1 min, because it was so boring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i need to go before i go insane, Remeber contest starts now! And if you win, your tottaly my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all of you guys! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112612240894342951?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112612240894342951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112612240894342951&amp;isPopup=true' title='203 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112612240894342951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112612240894342951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/contest.html' title='CONTEST!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>203</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112605843700076948</id><published>2005-09-06T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T19:00:37.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Today hasn't been the greatest....My mom is really stressed out. And she really took it out on me today.  My mom tends to take things out on me and my sister when she is emotional or stressed out. And i can't really handle that for long. I mean, i love my mom, but sometimes she just makes me soo depressed and stressed out. So if you guys could pray that everything would work out tommorow between us. that would be great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also 2 prayer requests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad is getting his wisdom teeth taken out tommorow. yipes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And caleb's mom needs prayer. She was in the hospital friday night, pray that her problem that she is going through isn't serouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this isn't a verry long post....I'm kinda down right now, i need a hug or something lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well love you guys! Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112605843700076948?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112605843700076948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112605843700076948&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112605843700076948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112605843700076948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112595854292934015</id><published>2005-09-05T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:20:44.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S MY PROBLEM?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know if any of you noticed. but i change my blog template at least every other day....Guys i have a interesting and weird problem.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; to change my blog template at least 3 times a  week.....It drives me insane keeping the same blog template for long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coment and tell me what you think about that...why do i do that?!? lol it's weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was pretty good. I went to ultimate, the ultimate frisbee wasn't to fun. But i am verry glad i went, because i love seeing my freinds. It cheered me up alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has showed me a whole lot this last week. I was having alotta problems with feeling like i belonged, and having problems with feeling alone. I felt so alone. but god showed me, that withought him, i am helpless. And i really have gotten alot closer to god this past week. It made me realize, when you can be close to god, it makes everything better. Every situation seems less painful when god is near. When i drift away from god, i try to fill that empty space with stuff Like music, or freinds. But i realized that that happiness with other things cannot last long. Living for other things does not work. You have to have a strong foundation that can stand alone, a strong foundation to live your life on.. And that only foundation is god. Nothing else lasts for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we moved my brother out friday. It's hard to get used to the change, sense my brother is one of the closest to me in our family. But prayer has helped me alot. At first i was really unstable, but i prayed and it pretty much made everything okay. It made me realize how this isn't that bad at all. And it made me realize it's probably best for my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well god is amazing! Life is just so much better with him near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you! bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112595854292934015?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112595854292934015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112595854292934015&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112595854292934015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112595854292934015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-my-problem.html' title='WHAT&apos;S MY PROBLEM?!?'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112588818009330044</id><published>2005-09-04T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T19:43:00.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's love</title><content type='html'>I walk through the desert &lt;br /&gt;hide from the sun&lt;br /&gt;All that I desire is You&lt;br /&gt;Occasional water cools my thirst&lt;br /&gt;All I that I desire is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live dying on the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breathe so softly &lt;br /&gt;don't feel too content&lt;br /&gt;Apathy whispers it makes me think&lt;br /&gt;Am I just another person whose time went fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it take to be called great&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live dying on the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Your love is better than life&lt;br /&gt;Because Your voice heals me inside&lt;br /&gt;Because my soul is satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Because Your love keeps me alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be silent&lt;br /&gt;I­m crying out&lt;br /&gt;My soul is cold &lt;br /&gt;my heart is numb&lt;br /&gt;I break from my old self &lt;br /&gt;and step into You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You complete what was never enough&lt;br /&gt;Because Your love is better than life&lt;br /&gt;Because Your voice heals me inside&lt;br /&gt;Because my soul is satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Because Your love keeps me alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me alive with the strength to speak&lt;br /&gt;This generation is dying to see&lt;br /&gt;Who You are and how You free&lt;br /&gt;Come Lord Jesus come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make my heart alive&lt;br /&gt;Because Your love keeps me alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112588818009330044?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112588818009330044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112588818009330044&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112588818009330044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112588818009330044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/gods-love.html' title='God&apos;s love'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112569006871624874</id><published>2005-09-02T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:08:55.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer requests</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some prayer requests. For my freinds and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The huricane has increased the gas price by tons....And if it doesn't go down soon, my mom and dad won't be able to afford taking me to church or anything..Well i will be able to come on sundays, but that will be all...And we might have to miss our trip to dallas, beacuse the gas raise is to high for my mom and dad to afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the huricane is affecting alotta people. I'm glad the huricane has finnaly stopped. But i wanna Pray for hannah and rachel's cousins that live up near where the huricane was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have to quit dance because my mom and dad can't afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol well, i will survive......... i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i would much rather not do dance, then have my parents pay for it when they can't afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also My dad has to get surgrey, and he will have to quit his job, because of his back problems. So if yall could pray that he could find another job that's easy, and pays well. I would love that too. And my mom is going to have to get a job to support the family. Pray that she doesn't get stressed out with whatever job she get's. And that god would help her with this alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i need prayer for my parents, and family. That they won't stress out about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And prayer for everybody else who's family's were affected by the huricane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also. Nicholas, zach, and phillip. i am praying for you guys, i know you are all upset. Know that god is always with you, and that he is ready to help you, and always show you the way! And i'm always here if you guys need somebody to talk to! I am praying for each and every one of you guys! And praying for each and every problem and situation you guys are going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more prayer request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and caleb. I know college has been hard on both of you. I wanna pray that college will go easily, And that when you are down about college that god would show you what to do. And remeber you guys, i'm always here if you wanna talk about college! And remeber, god's always listening, and he is with you the whole way through college! And i know both of you can make it through college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all of you guys! God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112569006871624874?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112569006871624874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112569006871624874&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112569006871624874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112569006871624874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer requests'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112560815026176470</id><published>2005-09-01T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:19:37.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church And Yoda</title><content type='html'>Well, Today has been pretty good. Two sad things happened. I found out that when my sister play's the paino, or is doing school on the computer, she tends to talk to herself. That just about annoyed me to death. But i still had a good day. And my dad made me pretty sad, because he had to ask me how to sign out of his own email account....And then he didn't know how to close the enternet explorer window...If you guy's didn't know, my dad is the biggest computer illeterate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was verry interesting. After church, rachel, phillip, brad, anna, nicholas and I. Where having like star wars battles. And of course, I completly OWNED everybody because the force is so strong with me. Accauly i completly lost....but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason, brad decided i look like yoda. So i was that character most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have to do a poll for this one...and see what everybody else thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.formfunctionemotion.net/mt-static/images/yoda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://www.formfunctionemotion.net/mt-static/images/yoda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="150" border="0" bg=""&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,136,0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Do i look like Yoda?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="1" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,136,0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;Heck no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="2" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,136,0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;Heck yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="3" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,136,0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;Just a little bit more of green, and you would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="4" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,136,0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;No, but brad looks like yoda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="QXR3YTIwMDUJMTEyNTYwNzg3NglGRkZGRkYJMDA4ODAwCUNvbWljIFNhbnMgTVMJQmxhY2s" name="config"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Vote"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="View" name="view"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" align="right" colspan="2" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pollhost.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Free polls from Pollhost.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad i wen't to church last night, Dave's sermon really spoke to me. He talked about how It's easy to fill our heart with people and freinds. And revolve our life around them instead of god. And expect them to be able to help us all the time. I wasn't really going to god for anything. I think that is why i have been having alotta problems. I mean yes, freinds are good to go to for help, but god should always be first. My life is revolved around my freinds WAY more then it is revolved around god. And if your life is revolved around something that sin's just like you, it's not a firm foundation to live on. So if you guys could pray that i could do better, and live for god more, that would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody vote on the poll. And have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112560815026176470?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112560815026176470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112560815026176470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112560815026176470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112560815026176470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/09/church-and-yoda.html' title='Church And Yoda'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112543162783528612</id><published>2005-08-30T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T12:53:47.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YO</title><content type='html'>My quizz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite number? And why? At the time....14. Um you figure it out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you like most about yourself? ....mmmm, i like how i can ussauly be kind and always be there for my freinds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you dislike most about yourself? Well my biggest dislike would be how im so hard on myself, and my impatience.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What sounds really good at the moment? Going to church, and seeing all my freinds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite tv. show? FRASIER! or malcom in the middle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Out of all your freinds, Who know's you best? mmmmmm........That's a hard one. I'd say either zach or anna.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who make's you laugh the most? Phillip or my brother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who know's how to cheer you up the best? Rachel, sara, hannah, zach and caleb.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your biggest fear? My biggest fear is losing all my freinds, and being verry alone at some point in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is something you wan't to do before you die? SKYDIVING WITHOUGH A PARACHUTE! i guess that would be right before i die...Maybee with a parachute...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you could change one thing about this world, What would it be? No misfits. like people wouldn't judge other's by the way they acted or looked. And that everybody would accept people for the way they are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On a scale of 1-10 (10 being the highest) What is your walk with god? 4 or 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many monkeys are standing behind you right now? About 3 and 1/2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the moment, what is your life like on a scale of 1-10 (10 being the highest?) 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite place to hang out at? Either starbucks or church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is there anything you think I need to work on? I myself think i need to work on being more patient. And i think i need to work on trusting god more, and going to him instead of being so hard on myself about everything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many hours are you on the computer? (in a week) 15...yikes...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cocacolla or Dr. Pepper? COCACOLLA ALL THE WAY BABY!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reese's or Hershey's chocolate? 3 MUSCATEERS!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math or spelling? Deffintelly spelling...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating or sleeping? Sleeping. woot woot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ductape or scotch tape? Ductape. DUH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite sport? Hmmm....either baskitball or volleyball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What 5 things do you think you are most talented at? Running, Singing, Drawing, Being kind to freinds, Being a loving freind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What 5 things do you think you are most un-talented at? Ultimate frisbee, being patient, having a good aditude, baseball, keeping my cd's from getting scratched.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On a scale of 1-10 (10 being the highest) How weird do you think i am? 10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On a scale of 1-10 (10 being the highest) How weird do you think you are? 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A couple more questions. Do you say yay? or nay? NAY!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite worship song? Or favorite song by a band? and why? Lift it up by "tfk" Because that song is verry encoradging to me whenever i feel lost in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Name one thing you like best in a freind? A freind who is willing to listen to you at anytime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Name one thing you dislike in a freind? A freind who is not willing to listen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Any prayer requests? if so name them. Yes, a couple. I need to stop feeling the way i have been, and i need to go to god more then i have been. And i need to stop being so hard on myeslf.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anything you have to say to me? This is some good icing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is something you like about me? Ummm..i like my kindness towards others. that's really all. everything else i sorta like or i tottaly dislike about me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite sent? Vanilla sugar cookie's baking in the oven..mmmm...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your most un-favorite sent? My brother when he has just got back from mowing lawn's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well guy's. That's all. Do my quizz and coment your results! Love you guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112543162783528612?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112543162783528612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112543162783528612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112543162783528612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112543162783528612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/yo.html' title='YO'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112534075073225782</id><published>2005-08-29T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T12:11:38.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That was fun</title><content type='html'>Well i just got back from mazzio's. Yes, im in highschool now, It's verry scary. I remeber when my sister would go to mazzio's. and i would say, holly cow! My sister is old, she's in highschool! And well, now here i am, In highschool.. Well i had a good time. talking to brad, phillip and taylor. You guys rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have been strugglling with some issues lately. For some reason, i have a strong feeling that im alone. And that im not needed AT all. I finnaly talked to my sister about it. And it helped alot. I'm doing alot better today then i was last night. But if you guys could pray that that feeling does not come back again, and that i'll stop feeling that way. That would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my blogger is completly dying. I need to post more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....One of my freinds is in danger. Jedi Rachel Is trying to kill my verry dear freind caleb. We must stop her. I also heard of some plot, of jedi Rachel trying to kill my lovely sister too. You can read more about it &lt;a href="http://herohtar.myvnc.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. But for now, Everybody must protect my lovely sister and my dear freind caleb. May the force be with all who help. We must save them from Jedi rachel. All who are in favor of helping and stopping this dark jedi say "I"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day. And may the force be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112534075073225782?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112534075073225782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112534075073225782&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112534075073225782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112534075073225782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/that-was-fun.html' title='That was fun'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112508705572409299</id><published>2005-08-26T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T13:12:46.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachels Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My reply to rachels quiz that she made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First name: Lora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Age: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Birthday: Feb 11, 1991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The all-important question: chocolate or vanilla?  CHOCOLATE! DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tea or coffee? Coffee! Only old and boring people like tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Pessimist or optimist? Iv'e always wondered myself. My mom says a little of both, so i'll go with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Extrovert or introvert?  Mmmmm i don't know what either of thoose words mean lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Book (other than the Bible): Hangmans curse! by frank e perritti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Movie: Big fish, The princess bride, or while you were sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Song(s): At the time my favorite song is, Slow bleed by thousand foot krutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Music artists/bands (list from 1-5):&lt;br /&gt;.TFK&lt;br /&gt;.Skillet&lt;br /&gt;.Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;.The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;.12 Stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Food: POTATOES or my mom's chicken dumpling. Or pizza. i can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What Cold drink do you like on a hot day?: FROZEN COFFEE FROM PINARA BREAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Jelly Belly flavor: SICK are you kidding me? I hate jelly belly's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Model of car: Uhhh, no idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Thing to do when you’re sick: Watch alfred hitchcock movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Season: WINTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Month: DECEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Day of the week: Wensday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Hour of the day: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Girl’s name (pick a few of your favorites): Lydia, Marajade and ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Boy’s name (pick a few of your favorites): Elijah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your dream place to live? Either Mexico or here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do you want to be “when you grow up”? Um...Don't know yet, Either a artist or a music composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Who is your biggest role-model (other than Jesus if you’re a Christian)? I have a couple....&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, hannah and caleb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. If there was one thing you could change about yourself, what would it be? I would like to be more giving. And more patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What’s one of the things you like most about yourself? The way i care and love my freinds alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your love language? Spending time and talking one on one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What’s your favorite Scripture verse? Why? Romans 12:2. Because it talks about not conforming into the ways of this world, And i think that is a verry important thing to do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. List five things that you really enjoy doing&lt;br /&gt;.Watching frasier, while eating penut butter ghram crackers up in my room&lt;br /&gt;.Hanging out with freinds&lt;br /&gt;.Going to starbucks&lt;br /&gt;.Helping my freinds out&lt;br /&gt;.Hanging out with my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Describe an interesting dream you remember having: It's alittle TO interesting to say. LOL, rachel and hannah you guys remeber the dream i had with caleb andreson? Yeah, that's why im not saying my dream..If you really care just ask me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who is one person that you would like to see right now (God doesn't count, if that's what you're thinking)? Hmmm, ryan. Because i haven't seen him in a REALLY long time, and i miss my brother lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And some questions for you to answer about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;34. Do I remind you of a character from a story? Who and why? Nope, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. If there were to be a movie of my life, who would star in the lead role? Hmmm. i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. When you think of me, what comes to mind? A verry kind, loving and WONDERFUL freind!&lt;br /&gt;With a big heart for god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What do you like about me? The way you set such a wonderful example for me, and how you Put your freinds needs over yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What do you think I need to work on? Nothing really comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Is there any way I could be a better friend to you? Not that i can think of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. How does my relationship with God look to you? strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Is there any additional advice you have for me? Stay strong in college! even when it's hard, i will always be here for you. So will god, and all your other freinds! This advice goes for caleb too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Verry nice quiz rachel! Everybody do this quiz, it's lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back tommorow with a post, But for now, im off to the lovely library.&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&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/15150786-112508705572409299?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112508705572409299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112508705572409299&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112508705572409299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112508705572409299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/rachels-quiz.html' title='Rachels Quiz'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112502143345423183</id><published>2005-08-25T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:57:13.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00003CXI7.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00003CXI7.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I just got scared half to death because of this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my advice, never watch it. Unless you wan't to get scared half to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, if i let you down, i haven't posted in a while. I probably more like gave you a break from you reading my annoying posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112502143345423183?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112502143345423183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112502143345423183&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112502143345423183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112502143345423183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/scared.html' title='Scared'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112457468362590901</id><published>2005-08-20T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T14:54:00.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WICHITA pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-29223348102C11DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-29223348102C11DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               HOLLY FREAKING COW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291FECBC102C11DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291FECBC102C11DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               RACHEL AND HANNAH! they are awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291F7C28102C11DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291F7C28102C11DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291E17E7102C11DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291E17E7102C11DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Steven, caleb and rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291C20C8102C11DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291C20C8102C11DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Ah and yet again, steven, caleb and rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291D6398102C11DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291D6398102C11DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     My lovely sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291A2B6A102C11DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-291A2B6A102C11DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       The lovely dam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-2913FC10102C11DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2014.10.12%20-0700/Image-2913FC10102C11DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5688E7CA102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5688E7CA102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5688A67C102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5688A67C102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-56884428102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-56884428102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5687E174102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5687E174102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5686BA2E102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5686BA2E102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-56863598102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-56863598102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5685D350102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5685D350102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-56842688102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-56842688102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5683C088102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5683C088102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5683774A102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5683774A102311DA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5682DE98102311DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/kvmagruder/.Pictures/Photo%20Album%20Pictures/2005-08-18%2013.07.32%20-0700/Image-5682DE98102311DA.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/15150786-112457468362590901?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112457468362590901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112457468362590901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112457468362590901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112457468362590901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/wichita-pictures.html' title='WICHITA pictures!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112455775425881873</id><published>2005-08-20T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:16:59.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars III</title><content type='html'>WELL, i saw star wars III with my sis, phillip, brad and anna yesterday....And i learned a lesson from that. NEVER sit between anna and phillip because they will say every line from the movie of star wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL but it was awesome, and sara, brad, anna and phillip i love you guys! and all of you are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i need to go because my cousins are over here. Many of you might know them, Caitlyn and Tyler. they are kool! And probably more important than this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everybody have a good day. bye love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s I NEED COMENTS!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112455775425881873?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112455775425881873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112455775425881873&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112455775425881873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112455775425881873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/star-wars-iii.html' title='Star Wars III'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112442182212709859</id><published>2005-08-18T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T20:23:42.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wichita mountains!</title><content type='html'>Wow, i went to the library earlier today, and i saw about 20 people playing on runescape...Even a 31 year old playing runescape...Let's all take a silent moment, and pray for them. Because runescape is the BIGGEST waste of time. And it is also the stupiedest game, anybody can EVA play!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for something else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! yesterday was awesome! The wichita mountains were AwEsOmE! Except for the fact that i almost got a 100$ Ticket from the police....That wasn't to great...Ask my brother about that btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well how did everybody like the wichita's? I thought it was awesome! I was sorta sad though, because i never even climed the wichita's because i was having major shin splints...All i hiked was the 40 foot hole or w/e it's called. That was fun, But the wichita's own the 40 foot hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post some wichita pictures on this post, but i don't have any...So im waiting for the magruders to put wichita pictures on there site, so i can steal the pictures from the awesome trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im like really tired and crippled right now. And caleb and phillip kept dunking me. And then steven Tried to dunk me by my leg that happened to be really sore, and my muscle was pulled in like 2 different places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i tend to get dunked, sense im a little wimp. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel like somebody sprayed lemon juice in them....I guess it's because i got tons of water in my eyes, THANX TO PHILLIP AND CALEB! and cause iv'e been looking at the computer screen to long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well bye everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give a couple of shoutoutz first! Fo all the people who went to the wichita's I LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody at the swimming pool party rocked too! Oh what the heck, i shall give you the names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna, caleb, hannah, rachel, stephen, zach, donnald, joshua, phillip, nick, zac and my sis! I love all you guys! and had a awesome time with yall at the wichita's and at the pool par-tay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close with that. goodbye everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112442182212709859?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112442182212709859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112442182212709859&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112442182212709859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112442182212709859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/wichita-mountains.html' title='Wichita mountains!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112429095190695892</id><published>2005-08-17T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T08:03:46.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YEEEEEEYAAAAAAYAAAA!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I'm really excited. In about 30 minutes im leaving to go hicking all day at the wichitaw mountinas! I love the witchitaw mountains..And caleb or somebody who know's how to spell...how do you spell witchitaw...hmmm..Well anyways, i'll talk to yall later. and post about the lovely time at the lovely montains when i get back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there a big space here?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112429095190695892?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112429095190695892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112429095190695892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112429095190695892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112429095190695892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/yeeeeeeyaaaaaayaaaa.html' title='YEEEEEEYAAAAAAYAAAA!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112424809981807617</id><published>2005-08-16T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T20:25:18.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry christina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/walking%20around%20outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/walking%20around%20outside.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Caleb%20hacking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Caleb%20hacking.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Sara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Sara.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Lora%20and%20Sara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Lora%20and%20Sara.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/chior%20singing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/chior%20singing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Dodgeing%20a%20picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Dodgeing%20a%20picture.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Caleb%20and%20Sara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1231/1173/1600/Caleb%20and%20Sara.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes christina. i am stealing pictures from your camera and putting them on my blog. I hope you don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After turner falls AND andrew's park on monday. We all went to the homeschooling thingy. Were you find what classes you wan't to sign up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I HAD PICTURES OF "TURNER FALLS"! But christina wasn't there to get them for me, so im verry sorry guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's the pic's from the homeschooling thingy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112424809981807617?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112424809981807617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112424809981807617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112424809981807617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112424809981807617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/sorry-christina.html' title='Sorry christina'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112422467208761411</id><published>2005-08-16T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:39:31.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, everybody take my quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/takequiz.php?quizname=050816163443-386607"&gt;Take my Quiz on QuizYourFriends.com!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everybody. i don't really feel like talking today, im like really tired....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yall have a awesome day! and do my quizz.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&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/15150786-112422467208761411?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112422467208761411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112422467208761411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112422467208761411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112422467208761411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-everybody-take-my-quiz.html' title='Hey, everybody take my quiz'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112416136440332282</id><published>2005-08-15T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T12:36:13.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im doing this poll for caleb</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- // Begin Pollhost.com Poll Code // --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://poll.pollhost.com/vote.cgi"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Which is better? cocacolla or dr. pepper?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" value="1" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;dr pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" value="2" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;COCACOLLA!!!!!!!! LIKG OMG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="config" value="QXR3YTIwMDUJMTEyNDE2MDU5NQlFRUVFRUUJMDAwMDAwCUFyaWFsCUFzc29ydGVk" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input value="Vote" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pollhost.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Free polls from Pollhost.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- // End Pollhost.com Poll Code // --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this poll for caleb...To prove that cocacolla is better. He thinks that good freinds don't let their freinds drink cocacolla. pffftt! whatever. Everybody has to vote on this, so i can prove caleb wrong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was flippin sweet!! First off, turner fall's was cancled. cause the place got tottaly flooded. like it can't be opened untill saturday. and today is only monday. And then we wen't too this water park, and it was really really fun! Probably the funest time of the day. and then me rachel sara and hannah. went to this homeschool thingy..which was also fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM SORTA SAD!!! cause i had to choose between art classes or dance or paino...and it was really hard. so yeah the homeschooly thingy was like to see what classes you can take through the school year. and to sign up for them and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i am getting boring on this post...so i should go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody vote on the poll above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. phillip, rachel, hannah, caleb, christy, zach, zac, christina, stephanie, cynthia, faith, grace, becka and rebekah. I LOVE ALL YOU GUYS! AND HAD A AWESOME TIME HANGING OUT WITH YALL TODAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112416136440332282?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112416136440332282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112416136440332282&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112416136440332282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112416136440332282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-doing-this-poll-for-caleb.html' title='Im doing this poll for caleb'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112407076496411332</id><published>2005-08-14T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T19:14:58.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck?!?</title><content type='html'>WHAT THE HECK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Daddy Is Darth Vader&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/whosyourdaddy/daddy12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What You Call Him:&lt;/b&gt; Pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why You Love Him:&lt;/b&gt; He takes you to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/"&gt;Who's Your Daddy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112407076496411332?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112407076496411332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112407076496411332&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112407076496411332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112407076496411332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-heck.html' title='What the heck?!?'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112406544565363310</id><published>2005-08-14T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T17:24:05.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>Theese last couple of days have been crazy!!! So i haven't had time to post on my lovely blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was nerf wars. Which was kinda kool. Saturday was ultimate frisbee and then the mall and then the magruders came over all day and we chatted. THAT WAS LOADS OF FUN!!! and then today, I went to church, and then jessica came over and hung out with me, my brother and sister down at my brothers house. And we watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im really tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tommorow i will be gone all day at turner fall's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, Today at church was really fun. I love the 6th grade girls. I sat with them for like the 1st time today..And During the fast songs at church, we went crazy and did homie dances, and scared some people...But it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i need to go take a nap, or something...I'm really really really tired. BYES! love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112406544565363310?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112406544565363310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112406544565363310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112406544565363310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112406544565363310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112386026196775000</id><published>2005-08-12T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T08:25:51.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad news</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. We got a bad call this morning.&lt;br /&gt;My aunt called us and told us that my great uncle got cancer, and only has 6 months left to live. So if you guys could pray for our family.  and my uncle's family.  and please pray that my great uncle would know Christ. because iv'e talked to him before, and i don't know if he does or not. and pray for my grandma, she's really depressed. because my great uncle was her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112386026196775000?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112386026196775000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112386026196775000&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112386026196775000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112386026196775000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/bad-news.html' title='Bad news'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112377797771527123</id><published>2005-08-11T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T09:46:53.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics by skillet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You're worth so much&lt;br /&gt;It'll never be enough&lt;br /&gt;To see what you have to give&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful you are&lt;br /&gt;Yet seem so far from everything&lt;br /&gt;You're wanting to be&lt;br /&gt;You're wanting to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears falling down again&lt;br /&gt;Tears falling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall to your knees&lt;br /&gt;You beg, you plead&lt;br /&gt;Can I be somebody else&lt;br /&gt;For all the times I hate myself?&lt;br /&gt;Your failures devour your heart&lt;br /&gt;In every hour, you're drowning&lt;br /&gt;In your imperfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean so much&lt;br /&gt;That heaven would touch&lt;br /&gt;The face of humankind for you&lt;br /&gt;How special you are&lt;br /&gt;Revel in your day&lt;br /&gt;You're fearfully and wonderfully made&lt;br /&gt;You're wonderfully made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears falling down again&lt;br /&gt;Come let the healing begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall to your knees&lt;br /&gt;You beg, you plead&lt;br /&gt;Can I be somebody else&lt;br /&gt;For all the times I hate myself?&lt;br /&gt;Your failures devour your heart&lt;br /&gt;In every hour, you're drowning&lt;br /&gt;In your imperfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're worth so much&lt;br /&gt;So easily crushed&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be like everyone else&lt;br /&gt;No one escapes&lt;br /&gt;Every breath we take&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with our own skeletons, skeletons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall to your knees&lt;br /&gt;You beg, you plead&lt;br /&gt;Can I be somebody else&lt;br /&gt;For all the times I hate myself?&lt;br /&gt;Your failures devour your heart&lt;br /&gt;In every hour, you're drowning&lt;br /&gt;In your imperfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you believe, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Won't you believe, yeah&lt;br /&gt;All the things I see in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in imperfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112377797771527123?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112377797771527123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112377797771527123&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112377797771527123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112377797771527123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/lyrics-by-skillet.html' title='Lyrics by skillet'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112373279202201921</id><published>2005-08-10T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T20:59:52.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOoT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;HeY everybody! I just got back from hanging out with my brother all day. It was loads of fun! I got to eat my wonderful cheesy gordita again from taco bell. 2 of them this time, which is like 60 carbs and 240 calories...oh well...nvm that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;Everybody try to keep my brother from moving!!!! He's moving away from our house, and it's sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how is everybody doing? I don't really have anything to post again, arggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Peoples. iv'e finnaly decided im DITCHING xanga, and keeping blogspot. So coment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's lyrics of all the tracks on tfk's new ablum. check e'm out, I found them really uplifting and encouradging. Expessaily the lyrics to the last song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/absolute.html"&gt;1. Absolute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/slowbleed.html"&gt;2. Slow bleed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/theartofbreaking.html"&gt;3. The Art Of Breaking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/stranger.html"&gt;4. Stranger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/hurt.html"&gt;5. Hurt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/handgrenade.html"&gt;6. Hand grenade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/move.html"&gt;7. Move&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/hitthefloor.html"&gt;8. Hit The Floor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/go.html"&gt;9. Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/makemeabeliever.html"&gt;10. Make me a believer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thousandfootkrutch/breatheyouin.html"&gt;11. Breathe you in&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i g2g. it's 11 and my parents wan't me 2 get off. Bye, love you.&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/15150786-112373279202201921?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112373279202201921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112373279202201921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112373279202201921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112373279202201921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/woot.html' title='WOoT'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112363617184899776</id><published>2005-08-09T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T18:28:31.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My brother finnaly has a girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/155/3491/640/S3010001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/155/3491/640/S3010001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey everybody. My brother got a awesome motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;And he needs help naming her.&lt;br /&gt;He call's it a she, So if you guys have any motorcycle girl names. Coment them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.stupidfordummies.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to get more info about his new girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots!&lt;br /&gt;Love, LjR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112363617184899776?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112363617184899776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112363617184899776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112363617184899776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112363617184899776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-brother-finnaly-has-girl.html' title='My brother finnaly has a girl!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112362113366720843</id><published>2005-08-09T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T19:13:32.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My survey I made&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question1" value="My+survey+I+made" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type1" value="2" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;ARE YOU EXCITED?!!!!?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question2" value="ARE+YOU+EXCITED%3F%21%21%21%21%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type2" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;are you sure?!!?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question3" value="are+you+sure%3F%21%21%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type3" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Ok whats your biggest fear?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Space monkeys&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question4" value="Ok+whats+your+biggest+fear%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type4" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;How many eyes do you have?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question5" value="How+many+eyes+do+you+have%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type5" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Is my blogger stupid?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question6" value="Is+my+blogger+stupid%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type6" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question7" value="Which+one" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type7" value="2" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Blogger or Xanga?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blogpot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question8" value="Blogger+or+Xanga%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type8" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Your mom or my mom?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My mom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question9" value="Your+mom+or+my+mom%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type9" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Dr. pepper or cocacolla?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cocacolla!! mmmmm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question10" value="Dr.+pepper+or+cocacolla%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type10" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Dog's or cat's?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOG'S! I HATE CAT'S!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question11" value="Dog%5C%27s+or+cat%5C%27s%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type11" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;How do you throw away a trash can?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Idn, im a blonde, don't ask me that...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question12" value="How+do+you+throw+away+a+trash+can%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type12" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Can you breath out of your nose and into your mouth at the same time?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;uh....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question13" value="Can+you+breath+out+of+your+nose+and+into+your+mouth+at+the+same+time%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type13" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Do you have ninja skills?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hex yes!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question14" value="Do+you+have+ninja+skills%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type14" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;If an orange is called an orange then why isn't a banana called a yellow?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't know....But i like yellow's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question15" value="If+an+orange+is+called+an+orange+then+why+isn%5C%27t+a+banana+called+a+yellow%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type15" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;According to yesterday, today is tomorrow.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it is?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question16" value="According+to+yesterday%2C+today+is+tomorrow." type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type16" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;A day without sunshine is like... night.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I KNOW!! ISN'T IT KOOL?!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question17" value="A+day+without+sunshine+is+like...+night." type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type17" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;I am nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore, I am perfect!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no you aren't....i am perfect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question18" value="I+am+nobody.+Nobody+is+perfect.+Therefore%2C+I+am+perfect%21" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type18" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;I have a secret to tell you..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what?!!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question19" value="I+have+a+secret+to+tell+you.." type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type19" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;I LOVE CHEESY GORDITA'S!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O MY FREAKIN GOSH!!! SO DO I!!! I LOVE YOU!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question20" value="I+LOVE+CHEESY+GORDITA%5C%27S%21" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type20" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOUR ALMOST DONE NOW!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question21" value="YOUR+ALMOST+DONE+NOW%21%21" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type21" value="2" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Do you like fried chicken?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question22" value="Do+you+like+fried+chicken%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type22" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Why?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because you probably like it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question23" value="Why%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type23" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Oh really?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question24" value="Oh+really%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type24" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;That's nice....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tottaly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question25" value="That%5C%27s+nice...." type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type25" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Are you getting tired of this survey?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question26" value="Are+you+getting+tired+of+this+survey%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type26" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;I knew you liked it&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question27" value="I+knew+you+liked+it" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type27" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Well then i guess i'll keep going!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WooHOOHOOO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question28" value="Well+then+i+guess+i%5C%27ll+keep+going%21%21%21" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type28" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Awww, darn your almost done...isn't that sad?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question29" value="Awww%2C+darn+your+almost+done...isn%5C%27t+that+sad%3F" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type29" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;i thought so...BYE!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BYE!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question30" value="i+thought+so...BYE%21%21%21" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type30" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;input value="Take This Survey" type="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how bored i am...I made my own survey, and then answered to my own questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, today has been pretty boring....More like really boring...I went to go do my daily riding around the block on my bike, and then i went to swimming. But nobody else was there, so i was really lonely. But yeah, Everybody take my stupid survey and coment your results on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what guys?&lt;br /&gt;I think im starting to like blospot better then xanga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't get to excited caleb....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it might win the contest, and i might just use blogspot from now on. But IDN yet, so don't get to excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i really have nothing else to post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave you with my favorite lyrics from tfk's new album "the art of breaking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At times I find my mind unwinds and I don't think when I walk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Run into things and fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's coming around again and I've found sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't think when I talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And put my foot in my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And sometimes when I, I look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And wish I could be somebody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I throw myself and let go, but never no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Intention to see a picture of me and trap myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All this time, we've been mislead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;...Does anyone care at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I fall asleep and then I lose control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I try to find my way out without letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And will I lose my mind if it comes back this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If i dont turn out perfect will you be a friend of mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's coming around again and i've found sometimes I sit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When I should get up and just walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I pretend and act like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But don't listen to a word you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And sometimes when I start talking out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Should just shut my mouth and walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I feel like maybe it's real and think like nobody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Too close to myself and suffocate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Are you ready to crawl out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Are you ready to take my hand and see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Are you ready to crawl out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From within the slow bleed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From within the slow bleed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From within the slow bleed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Take this away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112362113366720843?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112362113366720843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112362113366720843&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112362113366720843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112362113366720843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-bored.html' title='I am Bored'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112355310050369072</id><published>2005-08-08T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T14:05:23.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.quizmeme.com/dogbreed/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizmeme.com/dogbreed/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizmeme.com/dogbreed/results/gsd.gif" border="0" height="159" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"  &gt;discover your dog breed @ quiz meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizmeme.com/pointless/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizmeme.com/pointless/results/44.gif" alt="The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz" border="0" height="100" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG TAKE THIS QUIZ! IT'S AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- // Begin Pollhost.com Poll Code // --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://poll.pollhost.com/vote.cgi"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 136, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Which is better? Xanga? or blogspot?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" value="1" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 136, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;XANGA ALL THE WAY BAB-AY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" value="2" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 136, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;Blogspot is WAY kooler!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" value="3" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 136, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;NEITHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="config" value="QXR3YTIwMDUJMTEyMzU1MjQ1NAkwMDAwMDAJMDA4ODAwCUNvbWljIFNhbnMgTVMJUmVk" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input value="Vote" type="submit"&gt;  &lt;input name="view" value="View" type="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" colspan="2" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pollhost.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Free polls from Pollhost.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- // End Pollhost.com Poll Code // --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(185, 211, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good sense of self control and hate to show weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say whatever is on your mind. Other people's reactions don't phase you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're open to new people and friends, which makes you a pretty popular person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to always dream of things within reach - and you usually get them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow that's a stupid quiz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112355310050369072?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112355310050369072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112355310050369072&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112355310050369072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112355310050369072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-again.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15150786.post-112346477771275246</id><published>2005-08-07T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T18:12:17.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM IN LOVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.simianfever.com/gordita.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.simianfever.com/gordita.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         IM IN LOVE WITH THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GET ONE AT TACO BELL! SEROUSLY RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, im going crazy. i had sugar...and wow...i shouldn't post cause i might scare people half to death so i should go...and go i shall do and shall go and bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15150786-112346477771275246?l=theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/feeds/112346477771275246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15150786&amp;postID=112346477771275246&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112346477771275246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15150786/posts/default/112346477771275246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartofbreaking05.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-in-love.html' title='IM IN LOVE!'/><author><name>Our Absent Truth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06791222683527069993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7377/1979/320/100_0261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
