<?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-380163436526149563</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:38:48.137-08:00</updated><category term='Kristia S.'/><category term='GED'/><category term='Aggravation'/><category term='Edward Cullen'/><category term='Lands Atlantic Publishing LLC'/><category term='Leigh Fallon'/><category term='how to'/><category term='The Mortal Instruments'/><category term='Alex Pettyfer'/><category term='Cassandra Clare'/><category term='Comedy'/><category term='fan fiction'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Snippets'/><category term='Chuck Norris'/><category term='Photoshop'/><category term='Stoik iMagic 5.0'/><category term='Jennifer Connely'/><category term='Marisa K.'/><category term='Novel'/><category term='Book review'/><category term='mini book review'/><category term='TMI'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='perfectionist'/><category term='review'/><category term='Crying'/><category term='Doctor Who'/><category term='Caylee Anthony'/><category term='Time With Seleste'/><category term='The Iron Knight'/><category term='God'/><category term='Sage'/><category term='Perfection Is My Enemy'/><category term='Allie Condie'/><category term='Dramir'/><category term='Night time'/><category term='Photo manipulations'/><category term='Jamie Campbell-Bower'/><category term='Britt Nicole'/><category term='The Pace by Shelena Shorts'/><category term='randon'/><category term='Netgalley'/><category term='Amy'/><category term='Church'/><category term='May 17th'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Carrier of the Mark'/><category term='Steven R. 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Live. Love. Write.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-9109180243539620654</id><published>2012-02-05T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T00:37:42.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Baby Worshipping God. So Cute and Heart Warming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://media.salemwebnetwork.com/godtube/resource/mediaplayer/5.6/player.swf" height="255" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.salemwebnetwork.com/godtube/resource/mediaplayer/5.6/player.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="opaque"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="file=http://www.godtube.com/resource/mediaplayer/K6PDZPNX.file&amp;image=http://www.godtube.com/resource/mediaplayer/K6PDZPNX.jpg&amp;screencolor=000000&amp;type=video&amp;autostart=true&amp;playonce=true&amp;skin=http://media.salemwebnetwork.com/godtube/resource/mediaplayer/skin/default/videoskin.swf&amp;logo.file=undefinedtheme/default/media/embed-logo.png&amp;logo.link=http://www.godtube.com/watch/%3Fv%3DK6PDZPNX&amp;logo.position=top-left&amp;logo.hide=false&amp;controlbar.position=over"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why can't we all be like this child? Worship God with so much emotion and passion and innocence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our faith needs to be childlike! I never understood that until I watched this video. It brought tears to my eyes when I first watched it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With love, GOD BLESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-9109180243539620654?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/9109180243539620654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/02/baby-worshipping-god-so-cute-and-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/9109180243539620654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/9109180243539620654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/02/baby-worshipping-god-so-cute-and-heart.html' title='A Baby Worshipping God. So Cute and Heart Warming!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-5515301641591818532</id><published>2012-02-02T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:10:18.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT PRAYER REQUEST. About a puppy of mine.</title><content type='html'>Please pray for a chihuahua puppy of mine. His eye is infected and possibly has an ulcer in it. It looks absolutely AWFUL. Its been having eye trouble. I’m used to this sort of thing and its pretty common and treatable with chihuahuas. It’s not the first time of this happening with my dogs, and I’ve cured them before by using antiboitics. But it’s different this time. I think it has progressed too much for me to treat it anymore. It may lose his eye. I hate that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re taking him to the vet tomorrow. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PRAY FOR MY PUPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-5515301641591818532?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/5515301641591818532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/02/urgent-prayer-request-about-puppy-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5515301641591818532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5515301641591818532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/02/urgent-prayer-request-about-puppy-of.html' title='URGENT PRAYER REQUEST. About a puppy of mine.'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-4947082999304391830</id><published>2012-01-18T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:25:46.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New book idea. ^_^ They keep coming. "Vanity Kills"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I keep coming up with new book ideas! It's usually around this time each month that I get a new idea. It's like clockwork for me. :) To my notice girls do practically kill themselves over their looks--I, for one, sometimes, but not too intensly though. I'm pretty much meaning the ones who become anorexic to stay skinny or get plastic surgery constantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well anyways, this book plot will relate to those issues in a magical way. This&amp;nbsp;plot just came to me like a flash. Here's the pitch and book cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxT2BcwsZ1Q/TxezT7fVzMI/AAAAAAAABFU/YyiLfoFEWsU/s1600/Vanity+KILLS+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxT2BcwsZ1Q/TxezT7fVzMI/AAAAAAAABFU/YyiLfoFEWsU/s320/Vanity+KILLS+2.JPG" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Felix Titling&amp;quot;; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Vanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: GINETTE; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt; Kills&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;v:shapetype coordsize="21600,21600" filled="f" id="_x0000_t75" o:preferrelative="t" o:spt="75" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" stroked="f"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt; &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt; &lt;v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;  &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt; &lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt; &lt;v:path gradientshapeok="t" o:connecttype="rect" o:extrusionok="f"&gt; &lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" v:ext="edit"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="Picture_x0020_1" o:spid="_x0000_s1026" style="height: 236.35pt; left: 0px; margin-left: -73.1pt; margin-top: -6.85pt; mso-height-percent: 0; mso-height-relative: margin; mso-position-horizontal-relative: margin; mso-position-horizontal: absolute; mso-position-vertical-relative: margin; mso-position-vertical: absolute; mso-width-percent: 0; mso-width-relative: margin; mso-wrap-distance-bottom: 0; mso-wrap-distance-left: 9pt; mso-wrap-distance-right: 9pt; mso-wrap-distance-top: 0; mso-wrap-style: square; position: absolute; text-align: left; visibility: visible; width: 162.25pt; z-index: 251658240;" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt; &lt;v:imagedata o:title="" src="file:///C:\Users\Kristia\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.jpg"&gt; &lt;w:wrap anchorx="margin" anchory="margin" type="square"&gt;&lt;/w:wrap&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;“What you may see, might be killing you…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 99pt; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;I,Deidre Hark, never cared for my appearance, like the social lions at my school.They are the cheerleaders, the preps, and just the very cliché high school dimwittedgirls, whose very existence is their appearances. Yeah, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;those&lt;/i&gt; types, they trample me in the hallways on any day of my highschool life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 99pt; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Anyways,I throw on my natural face, brush my hair once through, and dress in whatevercloths I can grab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 99pt; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Okay, well, I do smell my pits to make sure I don’t stink, I’mnot a total boy, you know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Oneday it all started to change, when I walked into an antique shop to avoid thesocialites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;I ran into this mirror and it shattered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;An old woman came outscreaming at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;When I started to gather the mirror pieces, I cut myself onone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Then my mirrored image alters, changing me into this cute, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;pretty, andpossibly sexy girl.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Vanityis one of the deadly sins. Well, it isn’t exactly stated as one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;but pride isone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Vanity is an inflated pride in oneself or one's appearance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;I didn’tunderstand the concept of pride until I was plummeted into a black abyss, literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt -1in; tab-stops: 103.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 22.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-4947082999304391830?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/4947082999304391830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-book-idea-they-keep-coming-vanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4947082999304391830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4947082999304391830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-book-idea-they-keep-coming-vanity.html' title='New book idea. ^_^ They keep coming. &quot;Vanity Kills&quot;'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxT2BcwsZ1Q/TxezT7fVzMI/AAAAAAAABFU/YyiLfoFEWsU/s72-c/Vanity+KILLS+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-8775916978327374941</id><published>2012-01-09T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:56:42.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snippet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snippets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excerpt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deadly Deceived'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amy'/><title type='text'>NaNo-DEADLY DECEIVED Snippet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdkKXg3jw9A/TwvsmPCC0RI/AAAAAAAABFM/vora3s2PAAM/s320/Amy+slide-2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy Daniels&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have one week left of break, I go back to school next Tuesday. I'm challenging myself to get the rest of my NaNo done this week. I don't have much to go, but my ending keeps changing on me! I can't decide!&amp;nbsp;Well, anyways, this is a tense scene I just wrote, and it's told in Amy's perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"DEADLY DECEIVED SNIPPET"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Just as she rounds the corner, the almost impossible happens, he’s up and tackles her to the floor. His full weight slamming down on her back, his hand in her hair, bashing her face onto the floor. Amy slams her head back, colliding with her target. Reaching back, she grabs the knife in his leg and twists it, It makes it yell out in pain and roll over onto his side. Soon as he’s off her she runs down the hall, towards the basement door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="-qt-block-indent: 0; margin: 0px; text-indent: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;She grabs the door and throws her self onto the stairs, her feet faster than her heart beats. Even through the darkness, she finds her way to the cracked window. She climbs the crates to the window and takes her elbow and smashes the glass. Amy feels the glass cutting into her flesh, but she doesn’t care. She lifts her torso up into the small window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="-qt-block-indent: 0; margin: 0px; text-indent: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Her hips almost through the window, she feels hands grabbing onto her ankles. Amy kicks and kicks, hitting the assailant in the face twice, before he gives her ankles a one big jerk, bringing her back into the basement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="-qt-block-indent: 0; margin: 0px; text-indent: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Somebody, help me!” Amy screams as loud as she can, before she’s pulled back into the darkness, where her death lies waiting for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="-qt-block-indent: 0; margin: 0px; text-indent: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Amy’s back is slammed onto the stairs, the steps biting into her back and skull. Her vision dazing and breath knocked from her lungs. She never seizes her thrashing, kicks, and fighting, she was not going down without a fight. He moving in on her faster now, punching Amy in the face, and slamming her onto the steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="-qt-block-indent: 0; margin: 0px; text-indent: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In one quick glance, the moonlight from the window at the top of the stairs and across from the basement door. She sees his face once more, but his face is different, because he’s a different man. Someone she is even more shocked to see, could never even believe it could be him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-qt-block-indent: 0; margin: 0px; text-indent: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, God Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/380163436526149563-8775916978327374941?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/8775916978327374941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/nano-deadly-deceived-snippet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8775916978327374941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8775916978327374941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/nano-deadly-deceived-snippet.html' title='NaNo-DEADLY DECEIVED Snippet'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdkKXg3jw9A/TwvsmPCC0RI/AAAAAAAABFM/vora3s2PAAM/s72-c/Amy+slide-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6301673706774202350</id><published>2012-01-09T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:21:20.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS YEAR'S DESIRED TO-READ LIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1320693496l/11808950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1320693496l/11808950.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1307385651l/8573642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1307385651l/8573642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="freeText8610195988071793762"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #990000; color: white;"&gt;What if there were teens whose lives literally depended on being bad influences? This is life for sons and daughters of fallen angels in &lt;em&gt;Sweet Evil&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna, a tender-hearted southern girl, was born with the sixth sense to see and feel emotions of other people. She’s aware of a struggle within herself, an inexplicable pull toward danger, but it isn’t until she turns sixteen and meets the alluring Kaidan Rowe that she discovers her terrifying heritage, and her will-power is put to the test. He’s the boy your daddy warned you about. If only someone had warned Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cross-country trip forces Anna and Kai to face the reality that hope and love are not options for their kind. When it's time for Anna to confront her demons, will she choose to embrace her halo or her horns?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1307385651l/8573642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1307385651l/8573642.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; color: black;"&gt;NEWSOUL&lt;br /&gt;Ana is new. For thousands of years in Range, a million souls have been reincarnated over and over, keeping their memories and experiences from previous lifetimes. When Ana was born, another soul vanished, and no one knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOSOUL&lt;br /&gt;Even Ana’s own mother thinks she’s a nosoul, an omen of worse things to come, and has kept her away from society. To escape her seclusion and learn whether she’ll be reincarnated, Ana travels to the city of Heart, but its citizens are suspicious and afraid of what her presence means. When dragons and sylph attack the city, is Ana to blame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEART&lt;br /&gt;Sam believes Ana’s new soul is good and worthwhile. When he stands up for her, their relationship blooms. But can he love someone who may live only once, and will Ana’s enemies—human and creature alike—let them be together? Ana needs to uncover the mistake that gave her someone else’s life, but will her quest threaten the peace of Heart and destroy the promise of reincarnation for all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodi Meadows expertly weaves soul-deep romance, fantasy, and danger into an extraordinary tale of new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1317794332l/11455096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1317794332l/11455096.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #45818e; color: white;"&gt;The year is 2009.  Nineteen-year-old Jackson Meyer is a normal guy… he’s in college, has a girlfriend… and he can travel back through time. But it’s not like the movies – nothing changes in the present after his jumps, there’s no space-time continuum issues or broken flux capacitors – it’s just harmless fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is… until the day strangers burst in on Jackson and his girlfriend, Holly, and during a struggle with Jackson, Holly is fatally shot. In his panic, Jackson jumps back two years to 2007, but this is not like his previous time jumps. Now he’s stuck in 2007 and can’t get back to the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate to somehow return to 2009 to save Holly but unable to return to his rightful year, Jackson settles into 2007 and learns what he can about his abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s not long before the people who shot Holly in 2009 come looking for Jackson in the past, and these “Enemies of Time” will stop at nothing to recruit this powerful young time-traveler.  Recruit… or kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piecing together the clues about his father, the Enemies of Time, and himself, Jackson must decide how far he’s willing to go to save Holly… and possibly the entire world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1320625803l/12157365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1320625803l/12157365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1320625803l/12157365.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="freeText943347718803284670"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #666666; color: white;"&gt;Two days before the start of her junior year, seventeen-year-old Janelle Tenner is hit by a pickup truck and killed—as in blinding light, scenes of her life flashing before her, and then nothing.  Except the next thing she knows, she’s opening her eyes to find Ben Michaels, a loner from her high school whom Janelle has never talked to, leaning over her. And even though it isn’t possible, Janelle knows—with every fiber of her being—that Ben has somehow brought her back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her reincarnation, and Ben’s possible role in it, is only the first of the puzzles that Janelle must solve. While snooping in her FBI-agent father’s files for clues about her accident, she uncovers a clock that seems to be counting down to something—but to what? And when someone close to Janelle is killed, she can no longer deny what’s right in front of her: Everything that’s happened—the accident, the murder, the countdown clock, Ben’s sudden appearance in her life—points to the end of life as she knows it. And as the clock ticks down, she realizes that if she wants to put a stop to the end of the world, she’s going to need to uncover Ben’s secrets—and keep from falling in love with him in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From debut author Elizabeth Norris comes this shattering novel of one girl’s fight to save herself, her world, and the one boy she never saw coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1311982637l/9275658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1311982637l/9275658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1311982637l/9275658.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="freeText17020207715281130072"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: orange; color: white;"&gt;What was once the western United States is now home to the Republic, a nation perpetually at war with its neighbors. Born into an elite family in one of the Republic's wealthiest districts, fifteen-year-old June is a prodigy being groomed for success in the Republic's highest military circles. Born into the slums, fifteen-year-old Day is the country's most wanted criminal. But his motives may not be as malicious as they seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From very different worlds, June and Day have no reason to cross paths - until the day June's brother, Metias, is murdered and Day becomes the prime suspect. Caught in the ultimate game of cat and mouse, Day is in a race for his family's survival, while June seeks to avenge Metias' death. But in a shocking turn of events, the two uncover the truth of what has really brought them together, and the sinister lengths their country will go to keep its secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of nonstop action, suspense, and romance, this novel is sure to move readers as much as it thrills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41NJxpxCYoL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41NJxpxCYoL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41NJxpxCYoL.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; color: white;"&gt;In search of a future that may not exist and faced with the decision of who to share it with, Cassia journeys to the Outer Provinces in pursuit of Ky - taken by the Society to his certain death - only to find that he has escaped, leaving a series of clues in his wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassia's quest leads her to question much of what she holds dear, even as she finds glimmers of a different life across the border. But as Cassia nears resolve and certainty about her future with Ky, an invitation for rebellion, an unexpected betrayal, and a surprise visit from Xander - who may hold the key to the uprising and, still, to Cassia's heart - change the game once again. Nothing is as expected on the edge of Society, where crosses and double crosses make the path more twisted than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1299396299l/9297774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1299396299l/9297774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1299396299l/9297774.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="freeText8476336490441874607"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #93c47d; color: white;"&gt;The year is 2032, sixteen years after a deadly virus—and the vaccine intended to protect against it—wiped out most of the earth’s population. The night before eighteen-year-old Eve’s graduation from her all-girls school she discovers what really happens to new graduates, and the horrifying fate that awaits her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleeing the only home she’s ever known, Eve sets off on a long, treacherous journey, searching for a place she can survive. Along the way she encounters Caleb, a rough, rebellious boy living in the wild. Separated from men her whole life, Eve has been taught to fear them, but Caleb slowly wins her trust...and her heart. He promises to protect her, but when soldiers begin hunting them, Eve must choose between true love and her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1317793801l/9378297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1317793801l/9378297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1317793801l/9378297.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="freeText12351716612767088016"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just your average boy-meets-girl, girl-kills-people story. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cas Lowood has inherited an unusual vocation: He kills the dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did his father before him, until his gruesome murder by a ghost he sought to kill. Now, armed with his father's mysterious and deadly athame, Cas travels the country with his kitchen-witch mother and their spirit-sniffing cat. Together they follow legends and local lore, trying to keep up with the murderous dead—keeping pesky things like the future and friends at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrive in a new town in search of a ghost the locals call Anna Dressed in Blood, Cas doesn't expect anything outside of the ordinary: move, hunt, kill. What he finds instead is a girl entangled in curses and rage, a ghost like he's never faced before. She still wears the dress she wore on the day of her brutal murder in 1958: once white, but now stained red and dripping blood. Since her death, Anna has killed any and every person who has dared to step into the deserted Victorian she used to call home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she, for whatever reason, spares his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1317794278l/11235712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1317794278l/11235712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1317794278l/11235712.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="freeText2734569167285856436"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: white;"&gt;Humans and androids crowd the raucous streets of New Beijing. A deadly plague ravages the population. From space, a ruthless lunar people watch, waiting to make their move. No one knows that Earth’s fate hinges on one girl. . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinder, a gifted mechanic, is a cyborg. She’s a second-class citizen with a mysterious past, reviled by her stepmother and blamed for her stepsister’s illness. But when her life becomes intertwined with the handsome Prince Kai’s, she suddenly finds herself at the center of an intergalactic struggle, and a forbidden attraction. Caught between duty and freedom, loyalty and betrayal, she must uncover secrets about her past in order to protect her world’s future.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51x+YZKWA4L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51x+YZKWA4L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51x+YZKWA4L.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="freeText5600886743107065707"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day I turned 16, my boyfriend-to-be died. I brought him back to life. Then things got a little weird...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly Bartolucci wants to blend in, date hottie Rick and keep her zombie-raising abilities on the down-low. Then the god Anubis chooses her to become a reaper—and she accidentally undoes the work of another reaper, Rath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within days, she’s shipped off to the Nekyia Academy, an elite school that trains the best necromancers in the world. And her personal reaping tutor? Rath. Who seems to hate her guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rath will be watching closely to be sure she completes her first assignment-reaping Rick, the boy who should have died. The boy she still wants to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worse, students at the academy start turning up catatonic, and accusations fly—against Molly. The only way out of this mess? To go through hell. Literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'll probably add more! LOL! I need to have a focused list to read this year! I BARELY got to read ten books last year. I used to read three times that! Gotta get my motivation and be inspired to read more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6301673706774202350?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6301673706774202350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-years-desired-to-read-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6301673706774202350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6301673706774202350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-years-desired-to-read-list.html' title='THIS YEAR&apos;S DESIRED TO-READ LIST'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s72-c/blog+bracket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6203066939465536605</id><published>2012-01-06T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T12:52:46.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matched'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVORITE BOOK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allie Condie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>"Matched" by Allie Condie REVIEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.matched-book.com/assets/img/book-stack-matched-front.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.matched-book.com/assets/img/book-stack-matched-front.png" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I give MATCHED&amp;nbsp;5 STARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the Society, Officials decide. Who you love. Where you work. When you die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;..............................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Cassia has always trusted their choices. It’s hardly any price to pay for a long life, the perfect job, the ideal mate. So when her best friend appears on the Matching screen, Cassia knows with complete certainty that he is the one… until she sees another face flash for an instant before the screen fades to black. Now Cassia is faced with impossible choices: between Xander and Ky, between the only life she’s known and a path no one else has ever dared follow — between perfection and passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Matched by Allie Condie Review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;First thing first, this book has become one of my utmostfavorites.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve been dying for a longtime to read it. Probably because of the cover, who wouldn’t like thatbeautiful cover? I don’t know which I love the most, the green dress or theglass ball concept! Did you guys catch onto the glass ball concept? Well, I’llexplain it after my review. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The World:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Let me begin with the whole world of Matched. It’s justplain out scary, but so intriguing. The how everything is so controlled, thatmakes me think about today’s society, wondering if that is where we areheading. It does seem probable. Just think on it. That’s probably why this bookis so alluring in its way, maybe for us to find a way to survive this type of “future”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways, the whole matching thing doesn’t seem so much as abad idea, you know? Then you get to thinking on how you have no choice in ANYTHINGwhen it came to being Matched. It’s nothing like that whole eHarmony orwhatever, that you can control, but with this, you’re absolutely STUCK withthis person for the rest of your life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then it goes on how Cassia’s grandfather is close to hisdeath, and he’s not even near to dying. The government controls when they die,for crying out loud. I cried when they had him to die.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;However, Cassia’s grandfather gave Cassia a compact, whichshe took to her Matched banquet. Inside that compact, there’s a hidden poem,that is not part of the Hundred Poems that the Society allowed to pass intothis “new” controlled world. It goes like this Hundred Songs, Hundred Books,Hundred Poems, and Hundred etc. from our NOW world. If ANYONE had anythingoutside of those Hundred, that probably means death for whoever. If you ask me,this is probably where Cassia starts her rebellion, because of that beautiful poem,that spoke rebellion and freedom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So the world of Matched had me by my wits end and didn’t letme go at all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Characters&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cassia Reyes is no weakling of this story. She’s probablythe strongest, in my opinion. Her personality is original and addictive. She’sprobably a girl that would be in our time, sitting in class, looking out thewindow, and would be plotting a way to break out of school and onto anadventure. Her mind always works, calculating, and investigating. Somethingthat her and I have in common. When she starts to doubt the Society, she startsto DOUBT them. The Society’s supposedly faultless government, in Cassia’s eyes,all she sees is faults and error. When I got to know Cassia through this book,I fell in love with her personality. She’s strong, but don’t appear like it.She’s smart, and she lets people know it. Then when she loves someone, sheloves them with her whole heart and soul. A character that is so endearing andloveable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ky Markham is a yummy specimen. He’s kind of an addictiveboy character, that I would love to lay a smooch on. His entire existencespeaks rebellion, free will, kind, caring, love, and a person who has morals.Who wouldn’t love someone like that, in this type of world? He attracted mesoon as he appeared, probably because of his name as well. Ky? Come on, that’sa sexy name! Anyways, Ky is who this story needed, someone to heighten the plotand give Cassia reason to find the Society wrong. Didn’t get much on hischaracter backstory, other than how he was raised in the Outlands and had ahard life. Then when a rebellion broke out and the Society had to step in, hewas taken away from his parents and gave to his aunt and uncle, who had justlost a son. Ky explains this story as a massacre, the Society murdered in coldblood. He tells his story to Cassia through sneaked drawings of his past, tellingher almost everything about himself. Making them fall for each other deeper.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Xander Carrow I like his character, may even love. But hedoesn’t have my heart like Ky&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;does. IfXander was in my town, I wouldn’t mind getting my hands on him. He’s a sweetguy, perfect best friend for Cassia. However, I do not think he’s a good Matchfor Cassia. Yes, he’s Cassia’s Match, she’s “supposed” to marry him. Anyways,he’s a good element to this story, but I really don’t see much of a loveconnection between him and Cassia. Probably because of Ky I don’t see it. I doindeed like Xander, he’s an exceptional character, very helpful, and caring.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All other supporting characters, like Cassia’s mom, dad,Bram (her brother), grandfather, the Markhams, and the friends of these people,are all-realistic and compliment to this story. They are true and goodcharacters, every one of them. I feel like I could wrap my arms around them andgive them a big hug.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The love triangle between Cassia, Ky, and Xander. Cassia isMatched to Xander, but she falls in love with Ky. I think this triangle isn’tmuch of a triangle, pretty much a forced one. It’s an interesting twists on thetriangle concept. However, I really don’t consider it a triangle. Which makesme happy, TEAM KY!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The PLOT&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;From the Matched banquet, where Cassia learns that she’sMatched with her best friend Xander, everything is a giant roller-coaster ride.It goes onto how her grandfather is at the end of his life, Society planned forhis death to be a few days after her Matched banquet. Which is his eighthbirthday. As I said, I cried when he died. I think it pretty much catapultedCassia into the act of rebellion, because she didn’t see the right in it atall. He gives her a compact with the poem in it, and it makes her realizethings. Cassia’s father was in charge of her grandfather’s DNA, so that he maybe cloned in the future, but he loses it at his father’s request to lose it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then one night, Cassia decides to look at her disk she gotat the banquet, that contained all information on Xander, which she didn’treally need, she already knew her best friend. But when she puts the card in,someone else’s face pops up. Ky Markham. This makes her intrigued in Ky, evenif it was a glitch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This whole plot is so good and well paced. You get to knowthe characters and world in great timing. There isn’t any instant love—which Ihave no problem with, actually, you get to fall in love with Cassia and Kyalong with how they fall in love. It’s a sweet, innocent romance between them.And the tension between the Society and their forbidden romance, you’re on theedge of your seat through the entire book! No matter how calm and non-eventful,you’re ready for the plunge!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways, before I give the whole story away. GO READ IT!This story is amazing! The writing is lovely, the characters are loveable, andthe plot is to die for! If you loved Twilight and the Hunger Game, aside fromthe vampire stuff, you’ll love MATCHED! Even if you didn’t love Twilight andthe Hunger Games, you will love this! Because it’s so different andunpredictable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, and for the glass ball concept. I LOVE reading into the meaning of a book cover. The glass ball in the confined walls of the Society and Cassia is stuck within it's walls alongside being forced to be Matched with someone else other than the person she really loves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What are you waiting for? GO BUY AND READ THIS BOOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With lots of love, GOD BLESS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6203066939465536605?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6203066939465536605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/matched-by-allie-condie-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6203066939465536605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6203066939465536605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/matched-by-allie-condie-review.html' title='&quot;Matched&quot; by Allie Condie REVIEW'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s72-c/blog+bracket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-1170990236227177816</id><published>2012-01-05T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T00:15:00.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COLLECTING BLOG BUTTONS! Who wants theirs on my blog?</title><content type='html'>Anyone want me to represent their blog on mine? I have over 10,000 blog views--(my counter is behind a few thousand or something over there -&amp;gt;), which means a lot of potential of blog views for yourself. ;D Let me know, or comment me your button's code below. :) And I would appreciate grabbing my button's code too. :)&lt;br /&gt;I have a new button up for grabs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wix.com/kristeeauh/kristias" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/34xmk4g.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;textarea&gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://www.wix.com/kristeeauh/kristias" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/34xmk4g.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;textarea/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;With lots of love and GOD BLESS!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/body&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-1170990236227177816?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/1170990236227177816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/collecting-blog-buttons-who-wants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1170990236227177816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1170990236227177816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/collecting-blog-buttons-who-wants.html' title='COLLECTING BLOG BUTTONS! Who wants theirs on my blog?'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/34xmk4g_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-4848498880504511047</id><published>2012-01-05T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:02:58.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/TWp-LAGvyUc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWp-LAGvyUc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWp-LAGvyUc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This is a video I made for a Christian talent contest called BLAST-Building-Leaders-And-Sharing-Talents. WHAT? Writing is the ONLY thing I enjoy doing. ^_^ I have a lot of things I'm interested in. Writing and Videography are my two main loves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love putting music and clips together, also I love breaking out a video camera to film clips myself. Then loading them into a video editing program *cough* Sony Vegas *cough*. Playing with effects and dicovering new ways of doing awesome clips. I'm going to experiment with green screen for my next big project, which I hope to start in the summer. :) It's going to be a big one. I'm going to involve a majority of my youth group in on this one. I think this will be the last video I'll be in--I've said this before, but I don't know. I'm thinking on the songs "Send Angels" by Plumb&amp;nbsp;as the Intro and "Cross the Line" by Superchick as the main story. It's basically on the subject of bad influences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm probably going to start a blog just for my videos. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, thought I'd share this. School starts back on the 17th, so I'm trying to get my blogging out before then. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;GOD BLESS&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-4848498880504511047?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/4848498880504511047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-video-i-made-for-christian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4848498880504511047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4848498880504511047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-video-i-made-for-christian.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s72-c/blog+bracket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-1766745111926156467</id><published>2012-01-03T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:57:49.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is where a squeal over a kid's disney movie! ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tz74iKK1_4E/TwPK7tODrII/AAAAAAAABFE/SdscfssvWdM/s1600/TangledPoster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tz74iKK1_4E/TwPK7tODrII/AAAAAAAABFE/SdscfssvWdM/s320/TangledPoster.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, you guys know about the Repunzel remake movie--Tangled, right? I'm IN LOVE with that movie! Zachary Levi's voice is such a *chills* as Flynn Rider. :D And who would love Maximus and Paskal? I LOVE IT LOVE IT! I have been obsessed with it ever since I babysat my friends Sarah and Andrew's little girl Nora. &amp;lt;3 She had me pop it in my computer and watch it with her, and ever since then, I've been head over heels for it. I LOVE Flynn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, anyways, I just found out tonight that there will be a short sequel to it! It's called "Tangled Ever After". So, my suspicions on it is. It's the big wedding day, and somehow the rings get stolen--hint the villian with the eyepatch. lol. Paskal and Maximus--probably Flynn aka Eugene&amp;nbsp;too, will have to go get them back, before Repunzel tears&amp;nbsp;Eugene a new one. LOL. I'm so freaking excited for this! I want it now, not Spring! And I hope it's longer than five minutes! And nothing like how they do the Cars shorts and Tinkerbell shorts! I want a MOVIE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, I know they're probably testing the waters, to see if the following is still big enough for another movie to come to the big screen. I hope it is! I want another movie! It's too cute for there to not be another movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, off to watch Tangled yet again. ^_^ I can't get enough of that movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/380163436526149563-1766745111926156467?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/1766745111926156467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-where-squeal-over-kids-disney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1766745111926156467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1766745111926156467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-where-squeal-over-kids-disney.html' title='This is where a squeal over a kid&apos;s disney movie! ^_^'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tz74iKK1_4E/TwPK7tODrII/AAAAAAAABFE/SdscfssvWdM/s72-c/TangledPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-5515332202549739886</id><published>2011-12-30T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T22:04:10.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling for History-Ole' West RANDOM EXCERPT</title><content type='html'>Here's an excerpt if "Ole' West"! ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O53_KRvwRV0/Tv6lqiUU9RI/AAAAAAAABE4/swytWQcGGiw/s1600/FfH-OW.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O53_KRvwRV0/Tv6lqiUU9RI/AAAAAAAABE4/swytWQcGGiw/s320/FfH-OW.JPG" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.wix.com/ugd/509f36_01e20dd3f74ce8c4b63c7e46b74b048a.pdf?dn=RANDOM%2BSNIPPET.pdf"&gt;READ AN EXCERPT HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"&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/380163436526149563-5515332202549739886?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/5515332202549739886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/12/falling-for-history-ole-west-randome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5515332202549739886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5515332202549739886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/12/falling-for-history-ole-west-randome.html' title='Falling for History-Ole&apos; West RANDOM EXCERPT'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O53_KRvwRV0/Tv6lqiUU9RI/AAAAAAAABE4/swytWQcGGiw/s72-c/FfH-OW.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-8842920744477865874</id><published>2011-12-29T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T21:15:59.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW addition to my "Falling for History" novels. Let's visit the Ole' West, shall we?</title><content type='html'>I was just hit BIG TIME with inspiration for this book. I've always wanted to do a YA western, I don't think I have heard any Western YAs. :D Let me know if there is any. lol. I'm going to have Billy the Kid in this one. Hope ya'll take an interest in it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bKon0H6W1lM/Tv1FP1tIG9I/AAAAAAAABEg/_taWVHGcm5I/s1600/FFH-OW2-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bKon0H6W1lM/Tv1FP1tIG9I/AAAAAAAABEg/_taWVHGcm5I/s320/FFH-OW2-1.JPG" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone has heard many legends on Billy the Kid, right? At how he was, the youngest and most wanted outlaw of the old west? &lt;br /&gt; That is right, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt; However, of course, there are some unknown aspects of Billy’s story. &lt;br /&gt; For one, I, Vera Grendel, traveled with him for a month. For two, he wasn’t a heartless murderer, he was a sweet, kind, caring, lost boy, who felt that his life calculated up to nothing. For three, the one legend about his death, when Billy supposedly went into Pedro Maxwell’s sister Paulita’s bedroom? You would think they were together, but let me tell you, Paulita was only nine years old and I was the one in that room. And for four, Sheriff Pat Garret was not a good man at all, he was a murderer and a vicious man. &lt;br /&gt; Anyways, this story isn’t about the legends of Billy the Kid and his unavoidable death. This is a story of how I fell back into time and fell in love with William Henry, the lost boy behind Billy the Kid.&lt;br /&gt; This is our story, set in 1881, over one hundred years before I even existed. This shouldn’t have been possible, but it was, and it did happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For real I think that Billy was a lost and confused kid. And I think Pat Garret killed him wrongly. It seemed like a cowardly way to kill somone in the dark. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; I feel sorry for Billy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/380163436526149563-8842920744477865874?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/8842920744477865874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-addition-to-my-falling-for-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8842920744477865874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8842920744477865874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-addition-to-my-falling-for-history.html' title='A NEW addition to my &quot;Falling for History&quot; novels. Let&apos;s visit the Ole&apos; West, shall we?'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bKon0H6W1lM/Tv1FP1tIG9I/AAAAAAAABEg/_taWVHGcm5I/s72-c/FFH-OW2-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-7333992813149540176</id><published>2011-12-23T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T00:35:21.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadly, New York City, College, and Church. So pretty much all updates on me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BLOG UPDATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, I think I'm going to try to blog more often. &amp;lt;3 I miss it too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just updated my template! As you can see, my banner says "Waiting for the snow..." I literally mean it. I would love to have a white Christmas. But I hardly doubt I'll get it. :/ We've only got a skiff of snow a few weeks ago and haven't had any since. It makes me sad. I actually like snow, when it's not taking my electricity. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; Well, if I don't get any snow, I'll look on my blog and imagine its snow falling outside. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, the reason behind the picture of the willow tree and graveyard, I used for this template. Well, it's featured on my NaNo's book cover, and I look at it as a promotional thingy. SPEAKING of my NaNo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NANOWRIMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ9yE3v8yoM/TvQn_vlWE8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/PP3qk5g9FGA/s1600/2+Create+Space+Book+Jacket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ9yE3v8yoM/TvQn_vlWE8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/PP3qk5g9FGA/s320/2+Create+Space+Book+Jacket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I said it in my last post that I am almost done with Deadly Deceived, but I am this time. My ending kept changing in my head and couldn't decide which one to do! Ya, know how that goes? Well, anyways, I think I'm going to stick with this one. And THEN I am going to go through it all, add stuff, take out stuff, and then edit it to my best. ^_^ Because I won NaNoWriMo, so I am going to get five copies printed out! ^_^ One will got to Mariella Hunt, Hannah Hunt, Misty Williams, my mom and I will share one, and then I have an extra. ^_^ Here's the book cover I worked on and I may still work on if I see fit. Such a perfectionist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NEW YORK CITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ODsMidngvTw/TvQoqlYJMTI/AAAAAAAAA90/_RhJ702gdR8/s1600/VGN-YG-NY.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ODsMidngvTw/TvQoqlYJMTI/AAAAAAAAA90/_RhJ702gdR8/s320/VGN-YG-NY.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the left, Joesph, Laura, Katie, Chyanne, me, &lt;br /&gt;Sararose, Tessa, Kaleigh, and Johnathon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Just a few weeks ago I got to go to New York City with my church's youth group and my mom. It was fun, buuuuuttttttt tiring. I swear I had blisters on top of blisters! However, I liked NY, but I didn't LOVE it.﻿ Quite honestly, it smelled like urine and the people were just downright rude. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; I couldn't tell you how many people I shurgged off and came "this" close to slugging them in the frickin' face. Nevertheless, I went the good ole' Christian way, turn my left cheek and PLOWED through them. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Rockefeller Plaza was the worst. We lost HALF of our youth group in the crowd. Oh yeah, Lucy Hale from Pretty Little Liars was Ice Skating around this time. Did I know it? No! I just kept MISSING her by "this" much. Very aggravating, ya, know? That's be like meeting MY Seleste Worthington in person! But noooo, I didn't get to meet her. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-loIfO1hZdMo/TvQrqKu4qUI/AAAAAAAAA-A/IlXssRLMIB8/s1600/SAM_1414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-loIfO1hZdMo/TvQrqKu4qUI/AAAAAAAAA-A/IlXssRLMIB8/s320/SAM_1414.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HOWEVER, now onto the things that I LIKED/LOVED about NY. ^_^ Yes, there are something aspects I liked. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Like... Central Park, where I got to meet Balto--well, the statue anyways. ^_^ I have always been a big fan of that movie. Too bad that Kevin Baccon that voiced Balto wasn't there. :/ That would have made my day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71_1g0kHlGM/TvQteymv4iI/AAAAAAAAA-M/slvF_F8ob8A/s1600/SAM_1334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71_1g0kHlGM/TvQteymv4iI/AAAAAAAAA-M/slvF_F8ob8A/s200/SAM_1334.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then my youth teacher told me how that Patrick Dempsey has been rumored to jog in the park. Guess what? I kept on a lookin' but I didn't see that pretty butt running anywhere. Gr. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; However, I didn't stop looking. lol. &lt;br /&gt;That park is beautiful! Saw some mimes and those people that act like statues. That was pretty dag'gone cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPHyAquOdHs/TvQvoYb8FLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/fs2btZk4lgk/s1600/SAM_1361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPHyAquOdHs/TvQvoYb8FLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/fs2btZk4lgk/s200/SAM_1361.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TiFmZWdIzQM/TvQz-dsmzuI/AAAAAAAAA-w/DlAxy1s2dPg/s1600/SAM_1289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TiFmZWdIzQM/TvQz-dsmzuI/AAAAAAAAA-w/DlAxy1s2dPg/s200/SAM_1289.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tessa, me, and Chyanne at Bryant Park&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0k_QGNJiJ0/TvQuCkROZFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/scbfPVyHVHA/s1600/388448_170621016368885_100002629647702_288757_1487319981_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0k_QGNJiJ0/TvQuCkROZFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/scbfPVyHVHA/s320/388448_170621016368885_100002629647702_288757_1487319981_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was when we first got there in Time Square during the day&lt;br /&gt;we went back that night to wait out our time. &lt;br /&gt;We witnessed a proposal! If it wasn't staged, anyways.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Went on my first boat EVER! I'm deathly afraid of water you guys! This was very nerve racking for me! We went on the ferry/boat whatever, so we can just pass the Statue of Liberty. We weren't about to go on that island with LOADS of people and definitely get lost from each other. We were already having problems with staying together. I almost thought the teens was itching to get lost. lol. :) It was funny at time. Okay, the boat ride, I kind of did get a little sick on it. :/ Let's say, I rather feel the motor of the boat, than feel it when they turn it off to float on into docking. 0_o It reminded it that I was on A LOT of water. I HATE water, got a phobic of it. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; And to make it worse, OUR side was leaning a little bit more than the other. Talk about puke moment! But I didn't though, I kept my cool and dignity in tact. lol.&lt;br /&gt;My absolute favorite place was Time Square. Aside from the business that made my skin crawl. I loved the screens, broadway billboards, stores, and the Today Show's studio. That made me excited. :) I didn't care for the langerie advertisements everywhere, though. :/ It wasn't too pleasant to see a half naked girl on a building size plasma screen. It's the truth, sex sells, and I think it's degrading to the woman's gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BBTlS1hzd2U/TvQ2ux-OSnI/AAAAAAAAA-8/YVE5ZbYAw1A/s1600/SAM_1374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BBTlS1hzd2U/TvQ2ux-OSnI/AAAAAAAAA-8/YVE5ZbYAw1A/s320/SAM_1374.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ground Zero construction&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The main reason we went to NY, was to see Ground Zero. I cried and prayed. I can't describe how I felt, by looking up in the sky, picturing people jumping to their deaths from those two buildings. I remember watching it on TV while I was only nine-years-old. It was surreal to be at the location that it happened. While there, I realized by looking through my youth group. Some of them weren't old enough to really realize or possibly remember it happening. Some of the teens are like thirteen and fourteen, that would some of them would have been, three and four years old when it happened. At nine for me, I had a hard time understanding how serious it was back then. I didn't realize the tragedy until I was a few years older.&amp;nbsp;Being at the&amp;nbsp;source really hit me hard at what really happened.&amp;nbsp;It kind of made me sick, honestly. But I prayed and cried hard. I also stood there and thought on how Trump puts his millions into useless and pointless things like hotels for snobby stars like Paris Hilton, and he doesn't put the majority of his money towards good things like building a monument in the memory of all these souls that was lost on 9/11. I shook my head at this.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this trip was rememberable. I got to stand in the door of Simon and Shuster! That was something to experienced!&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to live in NY, because the day that I was there, I missed my country hillsides and the sounds of wildlife, not nightlife. Even if it's funny to see guys trying to fight a car. Seriously, that happened! That was entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;COLLEGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, I survived my first semester of College, by the grace of God! I got all As in every one of my classes! I felt so scared about my College 101 grade, because I didn't understand her directions on the Final Project. :/ But I got a 100%! Plus a 100% on my Psychology Final Presentation! Oh, yeah, a 100% on my English Final too! She said I improved so much this semester with essays and GRAMMAR! *gasps* Grammar? Oh you, have to be wrong! Yes! I indeed said GRAMMAR. I know, I'm surprised too! Oh I passed Speech with flying colors! I absolutely LOVED my Speech teacher Mrs. Banks. That woman is so on fire for God that it made me so happy to walk into her classroom!&lt;br /&gt;Well, my next semester will consist of these classes.&lt;br /&gt;Humanities&lt;br /&gt;Computer and Office Apps&lt;br /&gt;English 110&lt;br /&gt;Fine Arts&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll do just as good this semester as I did last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CHURCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm writing the Easter play for this year! It's called "An Easter Hymn". It's about a girl who rebels against her mother, because she's mad at her and God for her father being killed in war. She moves in with her no good boyfriend who uses her in any way possible. Then one night she's visited by a ghostly figure "the Holy Ghost", who show her her past, present, and future. Making her realize things that were in front of her face. Just think "A Christmas Carol" just Eastery. I'm very nervous about this!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I'm going to get back to writing Deadly Deceived! Night, night! I'll blog soon! Enjoy this simply me blog post! Hope it entertains you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD BLESS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Peter 4:10!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-7333992813149540176?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/7333992813149540176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/12/updates-updates-oh-and-more-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7333992813149540176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7333992813149540176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/12/updates-updates-oh-and-more-updates.html' title='Deadly, New York City, College, and Church. So pretty much all updates on me!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ9yE3v8yoM/TvQn_vlWE8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/PP3qk5g9FGA/s72-c/2+Create+Space+Book+Jacket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-8695634605381227052</id><published>2011-11-25T21:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:47:26.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo `11 "Deadly Deceived" Trailer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ULojd8ugrc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ULojd8ugrc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="360" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm at 48k, now, guys! I'm so close that I can taste it! I really LOVE this plot!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-8695634605381227052?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/8695634605381227052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/11/nanowrimo-11-deadly-deceived-trailer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8695634605381227052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8695634605381227052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/11/nanowrimo-11-deadly-deceived-trailer.html' title='NaNoWriMo `11 &quot;Deadly Deceived&quot; Trailer!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-4953545474126147483</id><published>2011-10-15T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T20:29:18.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP SCROLLING. This is such a beautiful story. Please read and reblog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post_content wordy page" sizcache="0" sizset="0"&gt;&lt;div sizcache="0" sizset="0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;A 14-year-old dog Abbey died last month. The day after she passed away my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so, and she dictated these words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will play with her. She likes to swim and play with balls. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Meredith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, ‘To Meredith’ in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, ‘When a Pet Dies.’ Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey &amp;amp; Meredith and this note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Meredith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help and I recognized her right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbey isn’t sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don’t need our bodies in heaven, I don’t have any pockets to keep your picture in so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I’m easy to find. I am wherever there is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say you’re too busy to forward this. Just go ahead and do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div sizcache="0" sizset="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div sizcache="0" sizset="0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Comment if you cried while reading this! I cried like a BABY! Cause' I remember feeling like this when my dogs would die when I was at that age. IT HURT. This is so beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div sizcache="0" sizset="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div sizcache="0" sizset="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-4953545474126147483?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/4953545474126147483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/10/stop-scrolling-this-is-such-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4953545474126147483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4953545474126147483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/10/stop-scrolling-this-is-such-beautiful.html' title='STOP SCROLLING. 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Please read and reblog.'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s72-c/blog+bracket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-824851380031426030</id><published>2011-10-01T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T20:29:18.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspriational Godly Qoutes by Moi.</title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged in a while, so here's one for you guys that love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You shouldn't only go to God when you need something from Him. You should always be in the Lord, ready to be used by Him to witness about His love unto the world. That's like loving your parents only when they buy you a new toy or lift your grounding punishment from you. Does that sound right? You can only answer this question yourself, and only you and God will really know what your answer really is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't endure others' burdens, because it'll add more to your own. Sympathize, but not let them take you over. Don't let your heart on your sleeve bleed for that one person you cannot do anymore for. Leave it up to God. He'll take care whatever that needs to be taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;  Give your heart to others that need your help even more, the ones that will listen to you and your advice. Sometimes you have to let things take its course, and let God be the fate of that person in mind. Keep in mind, you can only do so much. God is the only person who can do an infinite MORE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s1600/blog+bracket.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="34" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s320/blog+bracket.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-824851380031426030?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/824851380031426030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/10/inspriational-godly-qoutes-by-moi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/824851380031426030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/824851380031426030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/10/inspriational-godly-qoutes-by-moi.html' title='Inspriational Godly Qoutes by Moi.'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlA-rYmPKEc/Toa6p7PEeiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rQMXHPa7r2g/s72-c/blog+bracket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6544674165288572012</id><published>2011-09-14T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T00:50:00.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dramir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristia S.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kayhir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrier of the Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confined'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leigh Fallon'/><title type='text'>19 More Days Until Carrier of the Mark Is OUT! And Plotting My NaNoWriMo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cEz8QiWwggI/TnBP7LkLV_I/AAAAAAAAAlE/wVCd4WlN_ak/s1600/carrier-of-the-mark-225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cEz8QiWwggI/TnBP7LkLV_I/AAAAAAAAAlE/wVCd4WlN_ak/s1600/carrier-of-the-mark-225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Due to Leigh's publishing date coming up in October, I'm bringing back the review I had given her in the early days of Inkpop. ^_^ I had the pleasure of reading it before it got published. And since then I have followed Leigh's journey through the publishing industry with Carrier. Now it's right up on the date that&amp;nbsp;the world will get to read﻿ this masterpiece!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Well, due to inkpop having deleted my review on Carrier, I can't find it anywhere. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;But along the lines, I said something about how it reminded me of Twilight. But as I think of it, it really doesn't, because honestly, Carrier is better and more unique. It was just the theme of forbidden love was the only thing that resembled it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Give me a break, I was a Twi-Hard--more than I am now, I mean literally, I was&amp;nbsp;one of those crazy Twi-Hards.&amp;nbsp;Nothing but Edward on the brain. lol. I still love it, don't get me wrong, I've just moved onto other books now. Like&amp;nbsp;Carrier for&amp;nbsp;instance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Also, along the line of the review followed on how it was great and became one of my&amp;nbsp;favorite reads! It really is! I'm still drooling over Adam deRis--and Rian. ;D I'd take me some Rian anyday! The beauty of Kinsale and Megan's adventure through love and her painful obstacles. And this is only the first book! I can't imagine what&amp;nbsp;could happen in the next&amp;nbsp;two!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;This a work of genius! And I'm so lucky to have immersed myself into Leigh's world before Carrier went into print!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Okay, now onto my NaNoWriMo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;After a post on &lt;a href="http://livingescapists.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Escapism Project&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by my friend Mariella. She posted a picture of a girl sitting on top of a brick wall. A new plot idea imediately popped into my mind. Then Anna M. posted a blog on NaNoWriMo, and got me thinking on working on this new plot idea for it! It's a short but sweet novel idea that I could quickly write up--hopefully. I think I can take at least 2k a day in November, I could overkill the wordcount by the end of the month! Anyways, here's the Pitch and cover below!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtnp_0518JM/TnBJLEnQfoI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Qd08aSR2a6w/s1600/Confined+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtnp_0518JM/TnBJLEnQfoI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Qd08aSR2a6w/s320/Confined+2.JPG" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Sometimes you’ve got to be freeas the wind…”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Five centuries in a small gardenin the middle of a forest, out of sight and out of mind by humans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For fivecenturies she has been bounded to Kayhir Nadalla garden, to never set footoutside the confined brick walls. For five centuries she was haunted by thememories of her beloved, Dramir Wavia. For four centuries of knowing she’llnever see him ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After a decade into the fifthcentury, she wants to be freed. And the only way for Kayhir to be freed, is tohave a human fall in love with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She can lure a human easily, getthem to give into her with ease, but the delicate contours of love are a totallydifferent story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When Wen Haddox stumbles into hergarden, he appears to be the classified A jerk. But he has hidden secrets andpain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kayhir cannot stand him and Wenwants her badly—not in a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;loving way either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But Kayhir won’t take any chancesof losing a chance to be freed of her confinement. So she plays the love gameon Wen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But can she make this jerk fallfor her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;More importantly, could she fallfor him?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm&amp;nbsp;currently working on the outline and cluster for it. I have outlined the first two chapters!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sorry that I haven't posted in a while, College has been hectic lately. Especially, Psychology, with the constant quizzes, and College 101 isn't fun at all. (That woman barely grades anything! Or tells the assignment instructions clearly!) But good news is, I've got a A--well almost an A, in Psychology and a A&amp;nbsp;in English! My English teacher has taught me a good bit in writing, like clustering for instance. It helps me some in plotting. And oh my gosh, my Speech teacher, Mrs. Banks, is the best! She's an inspriationt to me! She's the type of teacher I want to be! She makes you feel comfortable and at ease in her classroom. I think I could do a speech pretty comfortably now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I've decided to stay at the community college to finish out my Degree in General Education, so I can teach Preschool for a few years, then after the few years I'll work my way up through the grades until I've explored them and figure out what grade I do best teaching in. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, I'm going to either go to bed or study Psychology. Learning about Human Development this week. Did you know that the &lt;em&gt;brain&lt;/em&gt; is the first to develope, before the heart? I didn't until I read it this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s1600/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s320/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6544674165288572012?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6544674165288572012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/09/19-more-days-until-carrier-of-mark-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6544674165288572012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6544674165288572012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/09/19-more-days-until-carrier-of-mark-is.html' title='19 More Days Until Carrier of the Mark Is OUT! And Plotting My NaNoWriMo!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cEz8QiWwggI/TnBP7LkLV_I/AAAAAAAAAlE/wVCd4WlN_ak/s72-c/carrier-of-the-mark-225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-7032987772691768634</id><published>2011-08-23T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T22:43:47.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE ON EVERYTHING KRISSY! It's COLLEGE time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;I’m sorry, everyone that follows my itty bitty blog. I have been pretty busy lately, with writing, the book blog I’m contributing to (the escapism project), church trips, and now COLLEGE! Did ya hear me? COLLEGE! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Dude, I’m in college. I never thought I’d be a college girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Here’s the classes I’m taking! Oh yeah, I’m majoring in General Education.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;English 099&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Psychology 104&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Speech 100-04&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;College 101&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;What? Psychology?! YES! Lol. It is a class filler, I’m supposed to get in 30 hours at the community college, to get me prepared for the SATs next year, so I can transfer over to State University next door, where the fun will begin on my major!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Hope to blog more often! I hate that I’m neglecting my blog duties!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s1600/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s320/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s1600/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-7032987772691768634?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/7032987772691768634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/08/update-on-everything-krissy-its-college.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7032987772691768634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7032987772691768634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/08/update-on-everything-krissy-its-college.html' title='UPDATE ON EVERYTHING KRISSY! It&apos;s COLLEGE time!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s72-c/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-5875419773538970246</id><published>2011-08-20T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T14:51:38.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1986'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Labyrinth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Connely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fan fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bowie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jareth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah'/><title type='text'>Fan Fiction-The Fading Labyrinth-by ME! I have a new obsession!</title><content type='html'>  This is a fan fiction I am writing on the '86&amp;nbsp;movie and comic book "Labyrinth". In the movie it stars David Bowie and Jennifer Connely. It's a lovely story, just take a watch at it. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I got obsessed with this because of one of my best friends Brandy. *playfully glares at her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AB Nirvana*&amp;quot;; font-size: 48pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bevel-capbot-bevelstyle: 0; mso-bevel-capbot-dpiheight: 0pt; mso-bevel-capbot-dpiwidth: 0pt; mso-bevel-captop-bevelstyle: 0; mso-bevel-captop-dpiheight: 0pt; mso-bevel-captop-dpiwidth: 0pt; mso-bevel-dpicontour: 0pt; mso-bevel-dpiextrusion: 0pt; mso-bevel-material: 7; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-effects-glow-alpha: 22.0%; mso-effects-glow-color: black; mso-effects-glow-rad: 0pt; mso-effects-reflection-align: bottomleft; mso-effects-reflection-angdirection: 5400000; 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He would always follow her, she could depend on him to always to be not far from her side; almost as sure as there was a sky and ground. Jareth would always be there for her. She was ashamed that she never realized that before. She had caused him so much pain... and she never seen that until then. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sarah took a deep breath, looking into the mirror that mirrored the over world. But it was directed on one scene she painfully recognized. Her old bedroom, from when she first encountered the Goblin King, where she wished her beloved little brother away to this castle. It was same as always; even the empty cubby on the wall, the same cubby where Lancelot used to be perched. He seemed to watch over Sarah, while she slept. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Jareth," Sarah began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He stood beside her. She then felt his gaze shift onto her. "Yes, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;?" his breath came out in a rush, as if he had been running. &lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;He has...after me, for years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; guilt punched Sarah in her stomach. &lt;i&gt;Does he sense that this is all coming to an end too, the same way I sense?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Why have you been so patient wi—" she stopped finding the right words. "I mean, why have you waited for me to...fall in &lt;i&gt;love &lt;/i&gt;with you?" She didn't dare to look at him then. "What's so special about me, Jareth?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;It seemed like a gentle breeze blew from Jareth around her. A scent wafting from it smelled sweet and lovely. Sarah couldn’t help but inhale the fragrance. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"What's the word &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;special&lt;/i&gt; really mean, my dear Sarah?" his hand came to rest on her shoulder lightly. "Something that puts you in a mere category, maintaining you wholly in one place? How can that be possible?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Stop answering my question with questions, Jareth." Sarah moved from the mirror to the window to view the Labyrinth. "I am no longer playing your mind games. I am way too tired to play."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"But Sarah that is what I am not." She felt him beside her once more. "I'm simply explaining why I love you so much." His breath was at her ear, sending pleasant tingles down her neck to the bottom of her quivering, nervous stomach. "It is simply indescribable...you are indescribable." His hand came up to her face, having her to turn towards him. His thumb began to trace her jaw line to her chin, making her bottom lips tremble in the slight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sarah looked at his lips, just there awaiting hers to meet his at last, after all of those years. She could finally take what was rightfully hers…the Goblin King’s kiss. The kiss would free Jareth completely from his Labyrinth realm. A true love’s kiss, that’ll free the tormented, saddened soul that had haunted the Labyrinth for centuries.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jareth stood there waiting, like he always did. Waiting for her… He would allow her to do anything as she pleases to him. That is what she hoped, anyways. She &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;hoped &lt;/i&gt;he would allow anything for her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sadness came back into her heart and she turned away, before she could make the life changing move. She felt Jareth’s disappointment glaring into the side of her head, but he never said or shown it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Jareth, everyone will be leaving for the over world. They chose to live in my world, for their sakes of a further life." She looked over her shoulder to the mirror again, seeing that world's beings, the very characters from her mind, leaving the Underground to become part of her world. "Toby's kingdom is rising and the old kingdom is fading. This has to happen or…"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"My kingdom is vanishing before my very eyes." He walked away, seeming to shut off from Sarah. "Soon… I'll go along with it." He whispered, his blonde hair shadowing his eyes that fell to the floor. "Why are you doing this to me, Sarah?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"It's time for Toby to take it from me… to take it from you." It was then Sarah's turn to walk to him, offering what comfort she could give to a Goblin. "I'm growing tired and weary, my love..." She bit her lip at realizing that it was the first time she called him her love. "You are too, Jareth. I've seen your powers weakening. I’ve seen how your powers deplete more and more every time you use them.” She saw his fists clench at his sides, but he never raised his face to her. She laid her hand on one of his tensed fists; he relaxed slightly at her touch. “I feel that, too, Jareth. It’s worse on me; I’ve been so tired and drained. I-I don’t think I could live much longer if I go on."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Don’t talk like that.” He shot her a glare. “I will never allow you to die.” His stare was strict and yet soft in its own way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I’m only telling you what could happen, if I continue to let my mind power the Underground.” Just right then, she felt her knees shake a little under exhaustion. She swayed in her stand, having to lean into Jareth for support. His arms come around her protectively, keeping her from falling. “Jareth, it’s taking all my energy to make sure everyone and you exist in this world.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“But Tobias…” he began.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Toby can only have control over this world in part of mine. For him to be in full control, I need to will my control to him. He’s your heir; he’s more powerful than I am.” She allowed her head to fall against his chest.&lt;br /&gt;" I understand that..." Jareth raised her head with tilting her chin with his index finger. She then noticed he had a sad smile playing on his lips. "Did I hear right, I'm your love?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sarah whispers, "You've always been, I just never realized it until lately."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jareth takes her face in his hands, his nose rubbing against hers softly. "That sounded better than I ever imagined..." He was stalling her conversation; he didn’t want to hear what she had to say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;But Sarah couldn’t let him avoid the inevitable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Jareth, how long have you ruled?" Sarah asked, pulling away slightly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;He looked down at her with tired, hazy eyes. "A thousand and three hundred years."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sarah reached up and caressed his face. "A thousand and three hundred years of ruthless ruling, Goblin King," she whispered. "A thousand and three hundred years of no love loving you." She traced his features with her light finger tips, memorizing every feature on his lovely face. "A thousand and three hundred years of hiding the true you. The true you, I see behind your eyes, waiting in the darkness of this Labyrinth. A beautiful, kind hearted, honest, loyal, wonderful man you hide behind a powerful ruler’s facade."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;That seemed to hit a soft spot in Jareth. The skin around his eyes tightened and his jaw clenched.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah smiled, "Remember the time limit you gave me to go through the Labyrinth?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;He nodded.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Jareth," her eyes swelled with tears. "I'm going to give you a time limit to come and follow me to my world. To leave all of this behind you, your power, your immortality, the kingdom..."&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I am a ruler, Sarah. I cannot give it up, I am nothing without my power. Even if my kingdom is to another, I still have what powers I have left to keep me, me. Don’t you understand?” he retreated from her out of arms reach. “For years I have this and for more years I will tell you, Sarah. I can give you whatever you desire with my power…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“If only if I let you rule me.” Sarah slightly snapped at his old chide. “Jareth, no one will ever rule me. No matter how much I love you, I cannot let you rule me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Why, why is it so bad for me to rule you?” he surprisingly asked calmly. “Tell me, Sarah.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I am my own person; I thought you have learned that over the years.” She stared into his eyes. “No one rules over me, even if I gain everything in return. I have to have my freewill, not that of someone else’s, even if I am emotionally tied to you.” Sarah looked away to the mirror that actually reflects their reflections. She saw herself and Jareth standing within mere feet of each other, the two that seemed to be destined to belong to each other. So obvious from knowing that their paths would always lead back to where they were. They should not have been standing even an inch apart; they both should be in one another’s arms. They were soul mates, even though; one of them did not have a soul.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;But he could, if he listens to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; Sarah thought sadly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;There was a silence for a period of time. Sarah knew she had made &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; progress in making him understand what she was saying. That was how her father would stop an argument with her Irene, when she was right; he would go quiet and won’t speak anymore on the matter. That was what Jareth was doing, he has surrendered the argument.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"I have to leave room for Toby's new world. I have to leave to allow enough room for his to come to life.” Sarah bit her lip. “And I want to start a new life..." He looked away from her, anguish spilling out onto his expression. He was thinking she was going to break him once again and just leave him there to ache for her. Was it that little did he understand of what she was telling him? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Jareth, I want you to be part of that new life with me. To come with me and build a life together." She held her breath, afraid of what she would hear him response.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;He looked back at her with wide eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"But you need to surrender your pride and power to be with me..." Sarah took his face in her hands, and ran her thumbs over his cheeks, making him tremble underneath her touch. "You have to give up the thing you treasure the most. And I know that is your Goblin powers and the Labyrinth are that. You've lived behind them for far too long, my Jareth." Anger flashed behind his eyes for a split second, just as Sarah knew it would. And she dreaded that response, because she knew then it would be harder for him to let his pride go. "To prove that you are worthy to be with me, that you are worthy to gain a soul."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jareth jerked away from Sarah, his cape whipping and snapping at her feet. "What have you done to me, Sarah!" he yelled in anger at her. Sarah slightly flinched, a little wounded at his words. "I'm supposed to be the one to rule over you! Not you over me!" his face was in hers then, mad anger flaming within his eyes. "I'm the one with so much power. You should be trembling in fear, within my presence!" he hissed. "But you, Sarah—you find the tiniest of cracks within me and grab hold of my heart and turn me into your puppet!" he was then across the room in a flash.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"That's what love is!" Sarah snapped. “You love me and no matter how much you deny what I say about you ruling over me…you know it isn’t right as well.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"If that what love really is..." he turned to her. “Knowing what is right and what is wrong.” He began to toss one of his crystal balls that appeared out of nowhere, through the air in high and wide arches.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“How do you know that me ruling over you is wrong? What tells you that is wrong?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I feel it in my soul…” Sarah said, “A heavy realization setting in on my mind and heart at the thought of it.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jareth paused tossing the crystal; a small smirked played upon his lips. “In your soul,” Sarah didn’t like how he said it or how his expression expressed what he was thinking. Their talk was turning for the worse right then and there, she just knew it. He chuckled lightly as he walked over to Sarah slowly, juggling, now, three crystal balls. He juggled them so fast that it made a whistling noise through the air. “In your soul, is that right, Sarah?” she slightly nodded. He leaned into her, his eyes showing no emotion within their never-ending depths of his wake. His breath hitting her eye lashes and cheeks pleasantly. Nothing could ever prepare her for what she was about to hear next; something that would squeeze her heart and smother out her very own breath. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Then I wouldn’t know what a soul is.” A fire flamed behind Jareth’s eyes. Anger, no, shame? “Maybe then the reason why I don’t see your way is that I—” he looked away. “—don’t love you, like you and I thought. How can I love you, without a soul?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“That’s not what I mea—” Sarah started, but was silenced by Jareth’s finger to her lips.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Maybe it is best for me to fade along with the Labyrinth, Sarah.” Jareth said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s1600/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s320/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&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/380163436526149563-5875419773538970246?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/5875419773538970246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/08/fan-fiction-fading-labyrinth-by-me-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5875419773538970246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5875419773538970246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/08/fan-fiction-fading-labyrinth-by-me-i.html' title='Fan Fiction-The Fading Labyrinth-by ME! I have a new obsession!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s72-c/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-3302441835246636346</id><published>2011-08-06T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:58:35.698-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Iron Fey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julie Kagawa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Iron Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harlequin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netgalley'/><title type='text'>"The Iron Knight" by Julie Kagawa review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1310589240m/9659607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1310589240m/9659607.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title: “The Iron Knight” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Series: #4 The Iron Fey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: Julie Kagawa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publisher: Harlequin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publish Date: October 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; 2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is an &lt;i&gt;epic&lt;/i&gt; finale to one of my favorite series! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Riveting, exciting, intoxicating, breath taking, adventurous, heartbreaking, and a sigh of an ending! You will be thrown into many loops that’ll leave your head spinning, or with a tad bit of an concussion afterwards. When you think it couldn’t get any worse, it does, when you think it couldn’t get any better, it does. As I said, so many loops are within this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;You’ll find yourself begging for it to not to end! But yet, the ending you cannot miss or avoid. It swirls you in many circles of closure and heartbreak that it takes your breath away. If you don’t want to cry, don’t read it. You’ll even find yourself feeling sorry for the “bad” guy. By the end I did not have dry eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;In this epic finale, you’ll discover more about Ariella and Ash’s past and the relationship that they had. And the real reason why by her death almost tore Ash apart completely. And why he was so determined to kill Puck by that oath. You even discover his feelings behind that oath. And also you’ll get a look into Puck and Ash’s friendship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Ash’s past is dark, darker than I ever pegged him for. If you thought he was a smug puppy in the last books, that had a heart, and wanted to be good within the Unseelie court. You thought wrong. At one point he was just as bad as his brother Rowan. Yes, he may have more of a heart than the rest of the Winter fey, but in the long run he was just as bad as they were. His past is &lt;i&gt;dark.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;But even through all of that, you find yourself falling more and more for Ash through the book. You get to understand him to a whole other level. You get to see Ash’s life through his eyes. His most beloved ones—some you know and some you thought wouldn’t be considered a loved one to Ash—you get to see how protective and what he thinks of them for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Ash is thrown through a trial at every single corner he takes. You feel the mental, imaginary slap every time he is slapped with another tribulation. It hurts even more each time. I felt for him so intimately, that it even pained me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;A reader will even find their self falling for Puck more on the way as well. He’s such a comical relief that it is so funny, that you’re rolling from side to side at him in laughter. If I didn’t like Puck before, I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; him now. He even had some “Ron Weasley’ moments with &lt;i&gt;“Spiders, why does it always have to be spiders?&lt;/i&gt; I had tears in my eyes with laughter at that quote! I had a flash of &lt;i&gt;“Chamber of Secrets”&lt;/i&gt; there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;There will be a giant surprise. Watch out, it’s a punch in the gut! It’s something that you would never guess from a million miles away. It sent me into orbit and I was really shocked. Just be prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;The ending is very satisfying and in a level of a heartbreak as well. There’s a dull ache in me still about the ending. Let’s say there is a painful choice of yet another person that Ash loves, that’ll haunt him for the rest of his life in a aching sort of way. Along with other haunting voices of the past he’ll have to endure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;This has been an addictive read. I could barely put it down! I lost a night’s sleep because of this book. I haven’t gotten hold of book like this in a long while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Amazing job, Julie! I hope you’ll write more epic books like this in the future! I would be honored to read them gladly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;I rate this book five stars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C16ogMzSTZ0/ThAITDmPKbI/AAAAAAAAAew/TJWqZgeSRVo/s1600/rating+stars-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="46" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C16ogMzSTZ0/ThAITDmPKbI/AAAAAAAAAew/TJWqZgeSRVo/s200/rating+stars-1.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCaqysUlWYc/Thfbxhih_5I/AAAAAAAAAe0/gUB258S_3-0/s1600/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCaqysUlWYc/Thfbxhih_5I/AAAAAAAAAe0/gUB258S_3-0/s320/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-3302441835246636346?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/3302441835246636346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/08/iron-knight-by-julie-kagawa-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/3302441835246636346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/3302441835246636346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/08/iron-knight-by-julie-kagawa-review.html' title='&quot;The Iron Knight&quot; by Julie Kagawa review'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C16ogMzSTZ0/ThAITDmPKbI/AAAAAAAAAew/TJWqZgeSRVo/s72-c/rating+stars-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6752926210518539153</id><published>2011-07-13T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T01:00:08.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caylee Anthony'/><title type='text'>R.I.P Caylee Anthony. I Love You, Angel. "She's Going Places"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/aLudQC0MBJU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aLudQC0MBJU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aLudQC0MBJU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We will sing sweet Caylee's praises/&lt;br /&gt;She's safe in the arms of God's good graces/&lt;br /&gt;She's going places/"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;Caylee is one of the main reasons I look forward to Heaven. I want to get there see, hug, and say &lt;em&gt;‘I love you, Caylee’.&lt;/em&gt; And then tell her that I’m sorry for how she left the other world in such a tragic, torturous way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMytk5TRjdo/Th1Pwy5imnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/zwPf19GrMbs/s1600/l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMytk5TRjdo/Th1Pwy5imnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/zwPf19GrMbs/s320/l.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would love to play in God’s meadows with her, Jesus, and the rest of the little children. I honestly can see that now. I can also see Jesus taking Caylee’s hand and walking down the golden walks of Heaven. Her skipping beside Him, singing &lt;em&gt;“My Only Sunshine”&lt;/em&gt; like she did to her Great Grandpa in the nursing home. She would be singing it for Jesus and everyone. That song would be her beautiful praise! A beautiful praise from a beautiful little girl. Jesus being her sunshine and she and He is ours! I vividly see her looking up with those big, gorgeous, brown eyes and smiling that toothy smile of hers. I wish I could see her right now, but I will have to wait. For how long? I don’t know. However, I can’t wait to see Jesus, Caylee, my family who has passed on, face to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s1600/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glKMj68PIDA/Th1QQHg1FFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rPIovXHcrvs/s320/263088_2064405023714_1652401126_1955730_1383725_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6752926210518539153?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6752926210518539153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/07/rip-caylee-anthony-i-love-you-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6752926210518539153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6752926210518539153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/07/rip-caylee-anthony-i-love-you-angel.html' title='R.I.P Caylee Anthony. I Love You, Angel. &quot;She&apos;s Going Places&quot;'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMytk5TRjdo/Th1Pwy5imnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/zwPf19GrMbs/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-637995184858051406</id><published>2011-07-12T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T13:21:03.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhh Looky Looky here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EKqdPLStdBg/Thycy8IK_aI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nCS8NvTzzO0/s1600/TWS+series.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EKqdPLStdBg/Thycy8IK_aI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nCS8NvTzzO0/s400/TWS+series.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tied Destinies-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Grasped Fates&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Echoed Possibilities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Do you guys notice anything different from above book covers? Just think on it…think on it…think on it. Got it?&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you noticed that there is a third Time With Seleste book cover. ^_^ And it’s says…&lt;i&gt;BOOK THREE-ECHOED POSSIBILITIES. &lt;/i&gt;Does it add up yet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Time With Seleste is going to be a &lt;b&gt;TRILOGY! &lt;/b&gt;Ya heard me? A trilogy now! As in three books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;I’ve been praying to God for a trilogy, because the two part series wasn’t making it for me. I didn’t have enough plot to write a third book. Yeahhh…I was thinking on a origin’s book, but that wouldn’t considered YA. When it would be about the ancestor Specials. So yeah, that wasn’t going to work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;But now it will! With an adding of a new crop of characters! And a new MC, that Seleste will have to share the spotlight with. Her name is Echo Feyth. She’s a blonde, light blue eyed, beauty. Well, she isn’t exactly, a new character, per se. She’s been in the first two books, but not a main character. She was pretty much a background character, working the behind the scenes in a quiet sort of way. Maybe I’ll have her help Seleste every now and then. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;I can’t say much on this character or plot, because it would give some MAJOR spoilers. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Let’s say this journey, is going to take the gang into the not so far future of Specials and time travel. ;D Let’s say about twenty years? Where there is an even worse war that they are used to dealing with? And that there is a sickness going around, killing off Specials, slowly, in a torturous way? &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And that time itself is attacking the earth, bringing back past threats like Hitler into the future? And maybe even past threats such as the original Legacies that almost destroyed the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Hmm…sound interesting, yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;I am very excited for this new add on plot! I can’t wait to start writing! But I have an obsession with outlining things anymore, because I don’t want to jump into this blind &lt;i&gt;again. &lt;/i&gt;So it’s going to be a while, unfortunately. :/ I hate that I can’t speed write them and let my writer besties read em! I feel really bad about that! Like Jannette’s been waiting on my outline for the next draft of the first book and I haven’t even really got started. Then Hannah and Mariella, I’ve been running my mouth about these books, probably told them every single detail of them with my rants. And I have nothing to show for, unless the sucky draft I got done for Tied Destinies, counts for anything. AND I’m kind of ashamed for anyone to even look at that one. Such nasty grammar and plot line, that goes around and around in circles. It’s grrr…. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Anyways, I am EXCITED!!!! *says in sing song voice*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;PRAISE JESUS for this inspiration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Are ya’ll ready for this? I&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;AM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 Peter 4:10 &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-637995184858051406?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/637995184858051406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/07/ohhhh-looky-looky-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/637995184858051406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/637995184858051406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/07/ohhhh-looky-looky-here.html' title='Ohhhh Looky Looky here!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EKqdPLStdBg/Thycy8IK_aI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nCS8NvTzzO0/s72-c/TWS+series.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-1369307080560301633</id><published>2011-06-27T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T15:28:52.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Right Whisper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samsung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo manipulations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo editing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stoik iMagic 5.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tutorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book covers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time With Seleste'/><title type='text'>This is out of the NORM. A Program Review! "Stoik iMagic 5.0"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Currently Listening To: "Can't Shut Up" by Anthem Lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Watching: The Casey Anthony Trial (This is getting ridiculous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Many people have been asking on how I've been making my book covers, photo manipulations, banners, and blog layouts. And their first assumption is "Photoshop". Nope. ^_^ I use a fairly, free program called "Stoik iMagic 5.0" originally known as "Samsung Master", when it came with Samsung cameras. But recently they have renamed and discontinued the Samsung Master version, to Stoik iMagic 5.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sure it's not photoshop or anything remotely that awesome. This program you are limited by certain things, but if you learn how to use it right, you can come pretty &lt;em&gt;close&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; (keyword: CLOSE) to the same results of Photoshop. It's taken me about two years to catch onto this program, and I can finally get pretty good results, that of similar to photoshop. This is because I have a lot of freetime on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtyo4u5Fnow/Tgj0th4rJNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qaZO1909C8U/s1600/TWS+series.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtyo4u5Fnow/Tgj0th4rJNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qaZO1909C8U/s320/TWS+series.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two of my newest designs&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I mostly use this program to make book covers&amp;nbsp;that are on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://inkpop.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Inkpop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and this blog.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Book covers for my books&amp;nbsp;and occasionally for other writer's books as well. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If I have the right pictures and got a good vision of a cover in mind, it'll take me at least a day to make a decent looking book cover. But I can make an amazing one in two&amp;nbsp;or three days, where I'm a &lt;em&gt;dag'gone&lt;/em&gt; perfectionist. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The editing tools on this program is great, if you know how to use them, with&amp;nbsp;when, where, and how. It's that picky.&lt;br /&gt;I really like how I can select a certain section of a picture, like hair, eyes, skin, and lips. And change the color to your desire,&amp;nbsp;with the&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Hue/saturation&lt;/em&gt; tool. Or adjust the shadow and light in &lt;em&gt;Levels.&lt;/em&gt; These are the three most used tools that I use, while designing my picture projects, select section, Hue/saturation, and Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; If you're having blocks in&amp;nbsp;(pixel resolution) your desire picture you want to use. There's&amp;nbsp;these pretty good options that works most of the time. Sometimes, there's just no saving a picture from its' blocky sickness. First, I try &lt;em&gt;Resize&lt;/em&gt; option, where you can go in and up the resolution to my reccomendation 300 per units in inch. Any bigger than that you'll have a slack in the loading and editing, because it's pretty big now. If that doesn't work I use my last resort, &lt;em&gt;Noise Reduction. &lt;/em&gt;To remove the blocks, only check off &lt;em&gt;Smooth Sigma. &lt;/em&gt;It'll smooth areas, but sometimes it makes it look funky. However, you can work with it long enough to make the funkiness go away.&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CpB4LZAgeFw/Tgj53iQTt0I/AAAAAAAAAds/KwYwZrPOlSY/s1600/book+cover+laura+and+Joe+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CpB4LZAgeFw/Tgj53iQTt0I/AAAAAAAAAds/KwYwZrPOlSY/s320/book+cover+laura+and+Joe+2.JPG" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Book cover for my Christian Contemporary&lt;br /&gt;novel "The Right Whisper" &lt;br /&gt;(working title)&lt;br /&gt;Models: Laura Mullins and Joesph Baird&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The font options are GREAT! You can put shadows behind your font, the shadows can be the color you desire. Of course, I download new fonts to add to my collection, from &lt;a href="http://abstractfonts.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Abstract Fonts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; That is where I get my cool butterflies from. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The only two cons I have about this program.&amp;nbsp; It tends to get frozen on certain areas of editing and opening pictures. :/ And then whatever you're working on is lost, due to you having to close and restart the program, but it maybe just my computer. So I suggest constantly save, when you've done major edits, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And the other one is the black background in the picture editing tray. Because when you are working on a project that calls for a black background, it gets pretty hard to determine where's the edge of your picture is, and to where paste the picture edits. I wish there was an option that you can change the background color.&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRacCxdsd5g/Tgj9nOSJcnI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6opUv1NtdE0/s1600/DVD+case.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRacCxdsd5g/Tgj9nOSJcnI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6opUv1NtdE0/s320/DVD+case.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A DVD cover for my newest music video project&lt;br /&gt;with my friend Katie Mullins.&lt;br /&gt;"Through the Darkness"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But anyways, I really suggest this program, when you are on a budget. It has a free version that only shaves off just a few tools, that you can live without for awhile. You can download it &lt;a href="http://www.stoik.com/products/photo/STOIK-Imagic/Download/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Comment in this post if you want me to do a tutorial on a certain area you need some help in. ^_^ I'd be happy to do it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-1369307080560301633?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/1369307080560301633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-out-of-norm-program-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1369307080560301633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1369307080560301633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-out-of-norm-program-review.html' title='This is out of the NORM. A Program Review! &quot;Stoik iMagic 5.0&quot;'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtyo4u5Fnow/Tgj0th4rJNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qaZO1909C8U/s72-c/TWS+series.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-7894282671718878559</id><published>2011-06-23T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T21:32:59.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time With Seleste UPDATES</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have finally finished the first draft of Time With Seleste-Destiny (Now Tied Destinies). Which this has been over a month ago. I haven't had much time to blog lately. Especially, when I'm doing two other blogs, one for my church's youth group -&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://vgnyouthgroup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Valley Grove Youth Group&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://livingescapists.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Escapism Project&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/04073226980952609110"&gt;Mariella&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(coming soon in July! It's a book blog! It'll be fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But anyways...I have some new book covers for Time With Seleste-Tied Destinies and Grasped Fates. ^_^ Along with some partical pitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here's a wallpaper. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzPwA3DUf9Y/TgQOagE9SwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/uV_5QwgV0fg/s1600/Wallpaper.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzPwA3DUf9Y/TgQOagE9SwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/uV_5QwgV0fg/s320/Wallpaper.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's "Tied Destinies" 's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRrlzLa2tvY/TgQO-RaAlfI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jFsRQ65hLJg/s1600/TWS-TD.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRrlzLa2tvY/TgQO-RaAlfI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jFsRQ65hLJg/s320/TWS-TD.JPG" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Time is fragile like a butterfly. You never know how long you have to live. Each, second, minute, hour, is numbered like the numerals on a clock. One second you’re flying with your wings stroking the winds powerfully. Then the next second and you’ve plummeted to the ground, your wings broken from the fall, and most of all, you’re dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if someone knew you were going to die soon? But doesn’t know when, where, or how? However, he knows you’re going to die, because you&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;came to him dying, desperate, and telling him of the future.” –“Time With Seleste-Tied Destinies” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWim137j4SY/TgQQcGd3UxI/AAAAAAAAAdg/G0XvSwNJhf4/s1600/TWS-GF.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWim137j4SY/TgQQcGd3UxI/AAAAAAAAAdg/G0XvSwNJhf4/s320/TWS-GF.JPG" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She had thought she had lost everything; that was when she had everything and didn't know it. When she discovered that she did have everything, the love, family, hope, and a good life she's always desired. That's when things seemed to get taken away from her, in treacherous, painful ways. And all she had left was time, time, and more time, so much that she could see the far horizon of it, stretching out before her reaching arms. Maybe Seleste can use that time to get everything back...even if she don't exist anymore…afterward." –“Time With Seleste-Grasped Fates” By Kristia S.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;ALSO, a wishful thinkin' banner! ^_^ I jus' went crazy with picture makin' the other night. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmsk6PagEOY/TgQRtRTdpsI/AAAAAAAAAdk/RAZzrIPi4Vc/s1600/Dream+come+true.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmsk6PagEOY/TgQRtRTdpsI/AAAAAAAAAdk/RAZzrIPi4Vc/s400/Dream+come+true.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, that's it for tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Night all! LOVE YAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-7894282671718878559?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/7894282671718878559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-with-seleste-updates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7894282671718878559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7894282671718878559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-with-seleste-updates.html' title='Time With Seleste UPDATES'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzPwA3DUf9Y/TgQOagE9SwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/uV_5QwgV0fg/s72-c/Wallpaper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-7947126840890702388</id><published>2011-06-14T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T04:42:12.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfectionist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Got night-time creativities?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laboratoryequipment.com/uploadedImages/Resources/Laboratory_News/011411_coffee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.laboratoryequipment.com/uploadedImages/Resources/Laboratory_News/011411_coffee.jpg" t8="true" width="167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coffee...YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;Dukin' Donuts-Hazelnut&lt;br /&gt;W/ Hazelnut creamer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just got to thinking about night time creativities, around my second cup of coffee &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not really, I just wanted to mention coffee somewhere in here, because of my awesome picture :P).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And I've noticed there's a lot of that going around. It was even pointed out in this week's "Sanctuary" on SyFy. Amanda Tapping was an painter in this alternate reality dream, it was weird. Anyways, she was an artist and it was pointed out that she only painted of the night. Someone asked why, and then answered that it was probably her time of creativity, like most artists. My mom chuckled and looked at me when that was said. I looked at her and said "What?" She didn't say much, but I knew what she was thinking. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; However, night time is my time of creativity. It doesn't matter what way of my expressing myself is, it could be writing, videograpy, and even fiddling around with photos. I lose so much sleep due to this, and I can't help it. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; People call me a vampire. lol. Hey, I could pass of as one, with how pale I am. :) I'll go pop in some golden contacts (that I actually have) and I'll just go along with it! Maybe I'll find me a Edward Cullen&amp;nbsp;that way! ^_^ Nah, I have to be a not so stand outtish girl, that really likes to whine. (Yes, I've gotten to where I don't like Bella that much. I only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the other characters, now. I blame Kristen Stew, for turning me against her. :P I don't care for that girl too much in reality!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tonight, I stayed up all night doing a secret project, that is which, making my eyes go cross in the process. It's that much of an eye strain! But I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this crap! I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; do! I just love seeing my finished product afterwards, which makes me feel all tingling inside, knowing that I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MADE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Man, oh, man, I've gotten into a lot of artistic expressions, lately. I like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I can create something with. Writing, videography, photography, music mixing, scrapbooking, and sometimes drawing. I think I can just get about into anything that I can make something with. No one really has to show me how to do anything, I learn by experience, and sometimes I hear, I do it better than ones' that have been trained in that line of art. I'm not bragging about that, either. I honestly think it's just the programming, it don't really take much to learn how to operate a program to make something with it. And also, I devote a lot of time into making something, until it's perfect. &lt;em&gt;(I'm one of those dag'gone perfectionist, that might potentially go INSANE from trying to perfect something.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I was saying, do you guys have the case of night-time creativity? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; What time of the night,&amp;nbsp;do you&amp;nbsp;get really struck&amp;nbsp;by creativity?&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;(I get it around 2 A.M.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; How long do you usually stay up? &lt;em&gt;(I stay up all night, usually.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Do you even do this when you need to be somewhere early in the morning? &lt;em&gt;(Yup, even when I had school.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Say so in my comments! I enjoy hearing your responses! And plus, I haven't had a comment in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AGES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, so I'm kind of lonely over here. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, happy creativity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-7947126840890702388?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/7947126840890702388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/got-night-time-creativities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7947126840890702388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7947126840890702388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/got-night-time-creativities.html' title='Got night-time creativities?'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6204907124992159032</id><published>2011-06-11T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T00:09:53.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sony Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Undying Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superchick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Among my other talents, I'm also a Videographer. Who would've thunk it?! Check it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/TWp-LAGvyUc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWp-LAGvyUc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWp-LAGvyUc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is a video I made and starred in&amp;nbsp;last year, for a Christian talent show called B.L.A.S.T (Building Leaders and Sharing Talents), in Mount Vernon Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Like writing, I have to plot out a video like a book. So the plot of this video is about a girl who is suffering some kind of stuggle in her life. She feels alone and thinks she's not worthy of living anymore. She resolves herself to cutting and&amp;nbsp;drinking. The shower drowns out her cries and it symbolizes the trials and struggles she's facing. I honestly designed this character for anyone to relate and mold their selves into her. She the very symbolisim of struggle in life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As the video goes on, the girl slowly realizes that Jesus is the only way out of her struggle, or at least to make it more comfortable. By reading the Bible, she realizes that her troubles aren't even compared to what Jesus had went through on the cross on calvary. The pain and torture he went through, for us, the sinners, who are unworthy of what he had done for us. If he went through such a horrid death, why couldn't she take the little crappy things in life if hers? It all knocks things into perspective for her, and makes her have sense of things once again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would like to think that this girl thought &lt;em&gt;"What am I to throw this life away? That he gave his life up for? For me to have it and live it?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; From what I have heard, my video has changed lives. Made peoples' eyes open and realize things. My Church, family, and friends, are proud of my work, and constantly praises it. I honestly never seen much in it as I was making it. I was only doing it for fun, because I love messing around with videos and acting. But when I stumbled into this realization, face first, it was shocking. And me discovering this, it makes me wonder of God wants me to travel many paths of professions in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I already want to become a english teacher, to teach teens and inspire them, for which most of my teachers failed to inspire me. I want to change teenagers' lives by what I do and influence them to be who they are and be a good person. And then, of course, I want to write my heart's desire of fantasy and romance, which I would like to inspire teens (or adults) through my stories as well. Also, now, I would like to pursue a videography career too. Yet again, inspire and have a good influence on teens everywhere through my videos. I just want to be an inspriation to teens all over, in anyway, shape or form. And I would enjoy what I&amp;nbsp; am doing that inspires in the long run. It's a win win thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But, I just don't know what I am destined for exactly. I guess I'll never will, if I don't try and dabble into all three of them. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, I hope you enjoy the video! I know I did in making it! Spread the word please!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6204907124992159032?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6204907124992159032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/among-my-other-talents-im-also.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6204907124992159032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6204907124992159032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/among-my-other-talents-im-also.html' title='Among my other talents, I&apos;m also a Videographer. Who would&apos;ve thunk it?! Check it!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-4180404753122616544</id><published>2011-06-09T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T15:47:26.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City of Bones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie Campbell-Bower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jace Wayland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassandra Clare'/><title type='text'>My opinions of Jace Wayland casting.</title><content type='html'>﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YU3e1802E6Y/TfFHV0lc7MI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zt_jU6oGcPA/s1600/1081ef772f089524c23c83561a563e75.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YU3e1802E6Y/TfFHV0lc7MI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zt_jU6oGcPA/s320/1081ef772f089524c23c83561a563e75.jpg" t8="true" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jamie Campbell-Bower&lt;br /&gt;as&lt;br /&gt;Jace Wayland&lt;br /&gt;(A photo manip I made)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm going to be truthful about the casting of Jace Wayland in the movie adaption of Cassandra Clare's "City of Bones". &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was NEVER Team Jamie for Jace, before. And I wasn't when he was casted either, sadly. I thought it was a HUGE dissapointment, with this guy who looks whimpy, that doesn't have much of a nice smile, looks a tad bit too sweet to be a hott jerk, and well he just didn't have the look of Jace. So I sulked for awhile about him being casted.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; BUT, however, I started to look through pictures of Jamie and I read Cassie's reaction and thoughts on him playing Jace. I started to slowly changing my mind about Jamie as Jace. I started to remember his acting abilities when I seen Sweeny Todd. Surprisingly, to my memory, at that time I thought he would be a good Jace canidate at the time of Sweeny Todd's release. o__O Weird, huh? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, he can act, and he is cute. &lt;strong&gt;And then I realize I'm converted to Team Jamie as Jace! &lt;/strong&gt;Especially, after reading Cassie's thoughts on how that he and Lily are her Jace and Clary on screen!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I started to think, &lt;em&gt;"Why do I have the right to get upset&amp;nbsp; about it, anyways?" &lt;/em&gt;It's not my book or characters. They're Cassie's. And if she isn't upset, why would I have the nerve to be upset? It's her book coming to life! She ain't upset about him playing Jace! She's estatic! And if she's estatic, I think I should be too! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Did I fail to mention that I like playing around with his pictures? To make them look like Jace? Each time I do this it makes me LOVE Jamie as Jace even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I'm 100% supportive of Jamie now! I know he'll so GREAT!! I can't wait to see who else they cast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-4180404753122616544?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/4180404753122616544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-opinions-of-jace-wayland-casting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4180404753122616544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4180404753122616544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-opinions-of-jace-wayland-casting.html' title='My opinions of Jace Wayland casting.'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YU3e1802E6Y/TfFHV0lc7MI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zt_jU6oGcPA/s72-c/1081ef772f089524c23c83561a563e75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-9081173747421253881</id><published>2011-06-09T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T14:01:42.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casey Anthoney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>I PASSED! I PASSED! I PASSED! I PASSED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Currently Listening To:&lt;/strong&gt; "A Year Without Rain" by Selena Gomez (I love this song!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Currently Watching:&lt;/strong&gt; Casey Anthoney's murder trial. (I'm not even gonna begin a comment on this mental person)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; A tad bit hyper and creative. I'm itching to write, do a video, or something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, guys. I PASSED my GED test! And I had my very own graduation last week on Friday. ^_^ I BARELY remember being up on the stage, considering I was so friggin' nervous. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wh6UcL-qvvg/TfEsZ6jIEgI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/WoVzgfmWC_U/s1600/SDC16541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wh6UcL-qvvg/TfEsZ6jIEgI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/WoVzgfmWC_U/s320/SDC16541.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me shaking hands of guest speakers and the principal (who was the principal when I was in ACTUAL school).&lt;br /&gt;Don't I look pretty -BIG- in my gown? lol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ Anyways, I passed with these scores. ^_^&amp;nbsp;The scoring has to be above 410 on each subject.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Language Arts, Writing --460 (You try to write an essay in 45 minutes! It's hard! And plus a rough draft!)&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies --510&lt;br /&gt;Science--500 (They say I'm a natural at science. *shrugs* I've never paid attention to that crap)&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts-Reading--610 (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics--440 (Just BARELY made it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all score (lowest possible to pass is 2225)---2520 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it! I finally passed! Now I can go to college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ya know? I still can't help but still feel crappy about getting out of school, though. :/ I feel like people are scruntinzing me over me having a GED, because they probably label it as the "lazy" way of learning. It isn't I don't think. I HAD to put four years of school into four months then take a life changing test, at the last minute before the year is up. I know I shouldn't care what people think, but it still bothers me some. Eck.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But anyways, I met some amazing teachers that has inspired me more to get into teaching myself. Miss Carole, Miss Patti, and Miss Mary Lou. They are the BEST! They've supported and encourged me all the way! I was so blessed to meet them, and I am glad that I chose this path, so I could meet these amazing women.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I really believe I passed this test by the will of God. I prayed so hard the night before that it was, wow. When I was taking the test, I looked down at the paper, and I was like "Uh-Oh". My mind went blank. 0__o But I could feel Someone there watching and comforting me as I took it. I had asked Jesus to be beside me that day, and I feel that He was. I felt comforted and felt like I should give it my best. I did, by giving educated guesses on certain things I wasn't for sure on. And I did find some things that did make sense, &lt;em&gt;surprisingly. &lt;/em&gt;The reading test was a breeze, I felt like those questions were made for complete idiots, where they were so easy. But I guess for all the reading I've done in the past years, paid off. :) The math was horrible! I don't even want to even talk about it. lol. All the others fell into place and I did my best.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But I felt like I failed, as soon as I left that room. I wanted to cry where I felt defeated. Because, if I failed even ONE part of that test, I was done, I was through. I would have to retake it again, and I'm only allowed to take the official test three times a year. 0__o&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; However, I did PASS! I really do believe it was the will of God! *shakes head in wonderment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, onto the next blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lC715rB5jEw/TfE0X9JQxHI/AAAAAAAAAcU/RVPQkZAhLYw/s1600/SDC16544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lC715rB5jEw/TfE0X9JQxHI/AAAAAAAAAcU/RVPQkZAhLYw/s320/SDC16544.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-9081173747421253881?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/9081173747421253881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-passed-i-passed-i-passed-i-passed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/9081173747421253881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/9081173747421253881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-passed-i-passed-i-passed-i-passed.html' title='I PASSED! I PASSED! I PASSED! I PASSED!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wh6UcL-qvvg/TfEsZ6jIEgI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/WoVzgfmWC_U/s72-c/SDC16541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-1635753444608872203</id><published>2011-05-25T01:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:59:24.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>My rating: 5 of 5 stars to "Maggie's Story" by Dandi Daley Mackall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1790760.Maggie_s_Story" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Maggie's Story" border="0" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1188399308m/1790760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1790760.Maggie_s_Story"&gt;Maggie's Story&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/38952.Dandi_Daley_Mackall"&gt;Dandi Daley Mackall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/169641411"&gt;5 of 5 stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maggie’s Story”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Dandi Daley Mackall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Christian Contemporary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Tyndale House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars: ***** five stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onliner Review: “A well portrayed, non-sugar coated, realistic, and modern twist to the story of Mary Magdalene and Jesus Christ.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, this is a lovely book, that my cousin Ashley has let me barrow. Maggie’s Story immediately caught my attention from the pitch. I’ve always wondered how Mary Magdalene thought and lived. I know that this book really doesn’t display the absolute truth, it’s only from one person’s thoughts and perspective on how Mary was. What really caught my full attention was that the time line was brought up to date. As if Jesus’s life didn’t happen two thousand years ago; but, happened now, in this day and age. It gets your mind wondering on how people would take Jesus nowadays, considering all this sin and stuff in this world of today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s refreshing to not think on how it would be yourself, but to read it from someone else’s perspective on how they would think everyone would react to it. When you read this story you find it very likely on how people would act, if Jesus’s era had happened now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll officially begin my review with the run down by the basic plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this story wasn’t really based on Jesus, even though he played a huge part in this—actually he was the main part of this story, because he is the main thing of everything. But I’m going to review this book of Mary—I mean Maggie’s perspective of this story. Especially when the book is title “Maggie’s Story”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this story very relatable and realistic, of a modern girl that had earth shattering troubles in her life. Deaths, heart aches, loneliness, sin, depression, suicidal, and abuse. Maggie Dale’s life— as stated in the pitch— was headed nowhere. With a dead end job, abusive no good for nothing—possibly married—boyfriend, and lived in sin day in and day out. Her drug addictions became so bad that it endangered her life, she knew this and did not care. She hated her life and wanted a numbness to the horrors and trials, and if death was on the horizon for her, she would’ve took it. Maggie’s drug addiction was basically the start of her journey to/with Josh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Davidson is the modern day Jesus Christ of this story. He is well portrayed and modernized through out this story, almost just as good as in the Bible. The story follows along the lines of all the miracles Jesus had done, and gave them a modern twist, but basically the same impression is left, as they had happened in the past. Josh gathered, spoke, performed miracles, and traveled like Jesus had done. Of course, in this book, the time of Jesus hadn’t happened, Josh is the one and only Jesus in this story. Just as if God decided to wait until now to send his son to us. It’s a awesome aspect and thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think of how it would be if Jesus lived in your time. Picture the chance that you could actually meet him face to face, touch, speak, and witness his glory here on earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives me chills, just to think of the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with this concept it makes me think of the scripture. Then Jesus told him, "Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed." –John 20:29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as the story progresses, Maggie grows to love and believe in Josh, with that a new dawn of hope springs into her life. Of course, it takes a few miracles and his words of wisdom for her to cave in and follow him and his disciples. But as she decides to follow Josh, her mind is still at war with herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound familiar? It does to me, and it speaks to my very core. That I am always at war with myself, even when things are good for me. I don’t necessarily struggle with her type of struggles, but my own doubts and thoughts, can give the same impact that she’s put through in this book. You know that nagging sensation in your mind that gets you thinking? I think everyone has it at some point in their walk with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, things are very good for Maggie at this time. She’s traveling all around Ohio with Josh, Pete, Matt, Brad, Bob, Jude, Andy, Tom, Thad, Phil, Nate, and all the rest of the disciples that are modernized. She keeps blaming and hating herself for a past tragedy, dealing with her, her mom, her ex boyfriend Alan, and Chance. The Chance that Maggie writes letters to through out the book, almost as if writing to him is like a diary. Through these letters you can see the growth in her character, if you take notice as you read. Even though, Josh and the Father had forgiven her of her sins. Maggie still had not forgiven herself, in result, making her faith and forgiveness not as strong as it should be, for a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, myself, can find this very realistic and relatable the most. Not forgiving yourself and letting the past go. It’s a very hard thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Maggie finds herself worrying over how people thought of her, even though, Josh had said to not worry about it. As these tiny wars wore on inside Maggie, her trust and faith in Josh isn’t it’s strongest. One day, time, and miracle, she came to her breaking point, and ran away from Josh. Back to her dead end life. She falls back into her old routine, but not as bad as before, because she still believes in Josh, and he keeps her from going back completely into her old habits. Her men habits were ignored and turned down. Her ex boyfriend Ben, did not take that well. But her drug habits came back, not as bad though, and not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie eventually goes back to Josh, when he sends someone for her. The group welcomes her back with open arms and she feels that she is home and belongs with them more than ever. Maggie comes back to Josh just in time to witness the worst of the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot follows to Josh’s demise. But not through crucifixion, but an hypodermic needle execution. A different way to go at it, but still the very same impact. Before he is put to death, Maggie gets to talk to him about Chance. Well, she didn’t get to talk to him, he pretty much told her he knew, and he was the only person who knew. Maggie had kept Chance a secret, from fear of what people would think. But he knew. At this very part I was crying, where it was so bittersweet and heart wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The death of Joshua Davidson, is still just as heart breaking as the real demise of Jesus Christ. It tops your mind with how people would really react to the kindness and goodness of God’s Son sent to save us. I know it was supposed to happen, but it don’t make me feel any less ashamed of how people could be, and had been back in the day. But it was in God’s will, it was supposed to happen for us to have eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot stays true to the events and impact, just as they had done in the past. And is very likely, if Jesus were to live and die in this time, would have came about. And also, how the beloved Mary Magdalene would have lived, thought, and felt. This perspective and concept is exceptional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters, are amazingly written and portrayed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie’s character is relatable and realistic. Relatable, because her situations in life could very easily happened to a person, it could even be totally completely different approaches, and find yourself in her same position in life. Realistic, because she’s a very true character, that has had reality aspects dealt into her story, that anyone can see their selves or someone they know in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh is portrayed as Jesus very well in this story, in a realistic, modernized manner. Realistic, with how he reacts like nowadays’ person. Modernized, because he has the modern aura about him, with his slang. It makes you feel comfortable and understand the Son in a better sense, sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the other characters has a refreshing, realistic mannerism, about them. I’m only going to name a couple off the top of my head, and leave the rest for you to decipher and read about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete and Andy (Peter and Andrew), are brothers that run a auto repair shop. Pete’s the baseball player that was heading for the majors, but turns them down to follow Josh. Andy is the laid back hard working man, that shuts down the business to go along with his brother and Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude (Judas) is the greedy, paparazzi, that is only following Josh to get money and fame and obviously still betrays Josh in the end to the politicians that condemn Him to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is so refreshing, and has became one of my favorite books! I really recommend this to anyone! It’s such a amazing, inspiring read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE STARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/4870494-kristia"&gt;View all my reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-1635753444608872203?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/1635753444608872203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/05/maggies-story-by-dandi-daley-mackall-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1635753444608872203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1635753444608872203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/05/maggies-story-by-dandi-daley-mackall-my.html' title='My rating: 5 of 5 stars to &quot;Maggie&apos;s Story&quot; by Dandi Daley Mackall'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6075626881992467888</id><published>2011-05-09T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:59:51.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>"The Clearing" by Heather Davis. My review on this lovely book! [Book Suggestion Monday!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6609552-the-clearing" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Clearing" border="0" height="200" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1269698552m/6609552.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6609552-the-clearing"&gt;The Clearing&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/412433.Heather_Davis"&gt;Heather Davis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/163574380"&gt;5 of 5 stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Clearing” by Heather Davis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oneliner review. “An epic bittersweet ending, that’s both depressing and lovely all at the same time, and you’ll love every second of it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ What attracted me to this book was the mentioning in the pitch was “1944”, and plus the beautiful book cover that made me drool. The design is so lovely with the light foggy green background, with Henry transparent in the corner, and the middle of the cover stands Amy in the clearing with no mist at all, in her red pretty dress. The theme is so beautiful and attention capturing. I had to get it and read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, true love is for surely timeless in this lovely, little novel. A book I can find my own writing relating to, with the time traveling and all. The romance is sweet and yet innocent in a passionate way, even when these two teens yearn for each other on the ultimate level, which should make it not innocent in the long run. But I still felt it as being innocent, considering the circumstances in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved how Henry was old fashioned—because he was really from the time 1944, which made him in the truest of old fashions. I’m just like Amy, with how she was attracted to him in that aspect, where Henry didn’t use her or just told her sweet things so she would hook up with him—unlike modern, typical guys these days. I loved how he said that Amy deserved a white wedding, that made my heart swell and fall for him alongside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel for Amy, with her trials, troubles, dramas, and hardships. She’s such a realistic character that is at first in distress, and runs away from her problems to her aunts. I however, do not blame her from running away from the dramas of her ex-abusive boyfriend Matt. I see myself in her shoes, even though, I have never experienced anything she went through. I feel a deep sympathy for Amy, and have a understanding how she felt about her certain situations. I loved how she never seen the strength she had in herself until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry and Amy’s relationship was beautiful, epic, and well portrayed through out the book in a intoxicating realistic way. My stomach did some major tingles while reading the romantic scene, which only occurs when the book is splendid in my opinion. My tummy don’t give me butterflies when a book isn’t good, and that’s the truth. Their romance is easy going and Henry doesn’t expect Amy to give herself to him. This made me love their love even more. They yearned for each other in the truest way and not out of just pure lust and expectations. I adore romances like that into oblivion. I give Heather high praise for writing such an addicting relationship between Henry and Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept of the story is out of this world and into another time. The story basically starts out with Amy in modern time, not really stating what year really, only that it is up to date with us. I like how Heather didn’t really mention the exact date where Amy lives, it made me wonder how long ago was 1944. As the story is beginning you get some hints on how Amy’s life was before her move to live with her Great-Aunt Mae. That in itself motivated me to read on to find out what was her real reason of moving to Rockville was. I adore Aunt Mae and her caring ways towards her niece, and my heart went out to her for her health problems, she’s such a sweet woman. In the first chapter the snob crowd is introduced and I immediately dislike them, of course. Then in the next chapter Henry Briggs is introduced, and I immediately knew I was going to like him. I love how he lives so simple and easy, sometimes I wish life was still like that. After the second chapter it all just was set into motion when Amy took that first trip into that clearing to meet Henry. From then on the book was thrown into a lovely, addicting adventure that leaves you wondering what was going to happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea of Henry and his family stuck in the summer of 1944, which all started with a prayer one night from Henry himself. Ever since, 1944, Henry knew the outcome of summer’s end and wanted to avoid it completely. Henry was obviously terrified of the future. He of course, had grown tired of the same routine every day for the years ever since 1944, stuck in the World War II. I wouldn’t be able to even grasp onto the concept of forever living in that time of war. And especially with knowing of my brother being in the war. All of this changes when Amy comes into the clearing and stumbles upon the Briggs farm. With her presence in the never ending summer 1944 and Henry falling for her every time he seen her, of course, things would change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you think when future would meet the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion to this lovely novel left me in a confusion of how I felt about it. I was twisted, turned, and spun in so many emotional levels. First I was crying slightly, but not for long. Then on the last page left a smile on my face, even though, it wasn’t all that clear and kept me wondering. I find myself wandering in that mist in my mind, trying to find Amy and Henry, or perhaps find my own Henry and never-ever let him go. The Clearing has changed my mind of books that ends on this specific note, I usually stay clear of anything that may end like this. However, Heather Davis, has me converted into actually liking this haunting note, that’ll keep my mind spinning in wonderment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a bittersweet, epic tale of love, drama, and time travel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m left with desiring a sequel madly and yet have a feeling that I would be fine with this ending if there is no desire from Heather to continue it. I think this plot has more potential to be continue, if Heather ever decided to do a sequel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has become one of my favorites! Brilliant work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/4870494-kristia"&gt;View all my reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6075626881992467888?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6075626881992467888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/05/clearing-by-heather-davis-my-review-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6075626881992467888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6075626881992467888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/05/clearing-by-heather-davis-my-review-on.html' title='&quot;The Clearing&quot; by Heather Davis. My review on this lovely book! [Book Suggestion Monday!]'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-3840758581976667053</id><published>2011-05-07T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T21:33:29.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged, by a meme!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry entry-content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; I've never been tagged before! So this is interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could go back in time and relive one moment, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I would like to relive the moment I met the actor Peter Facinelli (aka Carlisle Cullen from Twilight) a few years back. ^_^ I would like to remember what exactly I said to him. I was in SHOCK while I was standing there, talking, talking, and talking, and I don't remember what all I said. I think he said, "Thank you, sweetheart." but I am not for sure. So that moment would be AWESOME to relive, so that I could remember it throughly! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if I could go back and change one thing in my life, without the consequences of the butterfly effect and screw up the progress in my life now. I guess it would be...the night I lied to my mom about how I wasn't out with my BFF one night with two practically thirty year old guys. :/ That moment really haunts me, that night broke my mom's heart, made her extreamely mad at me, and not trust me for a long time. The two guys were drinking, while driving in a snow storm, and doing donuts in a parking lot, almost colliding into a pole many times. I HATE that night, and I still hold a grudge about it. So the moment when I decided to go with my friend that night, is the moment I would change my decision to an absolute NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What movie/TV character do you most resemble in personality?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say I look like Hilary Duff (aka Lizzie McGuire)--I don't see it because she's absolutely beautiful! And my sister says Megan Park (Grace off from The Secret Life). *shrugs* I have no idea! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could push one person off a cliff and get away with it, who would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's this one person I would like to...but I can't name him/her, it would cause a big rigmaroar. Let's say this person had done bad things, and I would like to see something done about it. And if pushing this person off a cliff is something to do about it and get away with it, then I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name one habit you want to change in yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I talk about myself too much, out of habit. :/ I think the cause of this habit is where I'm by myself a good bit ,where I was homeschooled. So talking about myself is mainly what all I can talk about. :( I hate that I may have this habit, I don't want to come off as self-centered. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe yourself in one word.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Optimistic.&lt;/em&gt; ^_^ (I like to view things in a better view, and that things could be worse. This is what that keeps me sane most of the time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe the person who named you in this meme in one word.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely! (Mariella is a such a lovely person! Her soul and personality just radiates lovliness!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do you blog? Answer in one sentence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps me sane, clears my mind, keep the people updated about my projects, and I like to write about my journey through life and&amp;nbsp;faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name at least 3 people to send this meme to, and then inform them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zoey ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marisa ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy, girlies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off for the night! Got church in the morning. :) I'll blog sometime tomorrow, maybe give you an update on Time With Seleste. :)&lt;br /&gt;Night all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-3840758581976667053?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/3840758581976667053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/05/ive-been-tagged-by-meme.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/3840758581976667053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/3840758581976667053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/05/ive-been-tagged-by-meme.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged, by a meme!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-208778463904833737</id><published>2011-05-02T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T00:19:41.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double news hitter on 5/1. First, Hitler in 1945. Now, Osama in 2011.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I remember the day almost ten years ago. I was laying in bed then I was woken up by my grandmother. She was pointing to the TV and I saw the most horrible thing. But at that age I really didn't think on it much other than it was sad and people were dying. I was only a little kid. It wasn't until years later that I understood the devastation that 9/11 caused. So many innocent lives lost...so many lives suffered from the losses. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'll tell you this I never &lt;em&gt;hated&lt;/em&gt; the person that was the cause of it all, I never thought on him much actually. I mainly thought about the sadness that was bestowed on people he caused the sadness. I honest to God, never thought about hating him, I only thought of justice being brought down on him, either it would be death or an enternity in a jail cell somewhere. I wanted it to come to full circle and that he would pay for what he did.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Praise the Lord! Now he is paying for what he has done. He's Lucifer's best friend right now! I would say this&amp;nbsp;to Bin Laden right now. "Do you feel the &lt;em&gt;burn?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before I get all these hate comments on how I'm suppose to love my enemies and have compassion for Bin Laden. As I said I never hated him and I never said I liked or even loved him. I never thought on him at all, other than that he needed to pay for what he did. And for those who feel they need to give me their ten cents about it. I say this to you. "Proverbs 11:10 --&lt;em&gt;When it goes well with the righteous, the city rejoices: and when the wicked perish, there is shouting."&lt;/em&gt; Right out of the Bible baby. Also here's&amp;nbsp;a commentary&amp;nbsp;translation from a well known preacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When it goeth well - An upright, pious, sensible man is a great blessing to the neighborhood where he resides, by his example, his advice, and his prayers. The considerate prize him on these accounts, and rejoice in his prosperity. But when the wicked perish, who has been a general curse by the contagion of his example and conversation, there is not only no regret expressed for his decease, but a general joy because God has removed him."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; GOD has REMOVED HIM! Bin Laden was removed. Bin Landen was wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What's the use to love him, anyways?&amp;nbsp;He wasn't going to repent from his sins he committed, he never loved God--even if God loved him. As it is said, whosoever obeys his commandments loves God-- that falls along the same lines of what is said. Yes, there is a concept to be more like Jesus. And to be like Jesus is to love everyone. But no one is going to be just like Jesus, he was PERFECT, no one else is going to be perfect again. If not showing compassion towards this monster in his death is a flaw in perfection, then it's going to have to be. No matter what, people are not going to show compassion towards him, even if they say that they do. Deep down they are pittyless like the others. Basically, he was going to go where he is now, no matter what or amount of compassion we would have given him. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Some say I'm rejoicing in Bin Laden's death. No I am not. I'm celebrating that he won't be able to murder innocent children, women, and the troops over in the war again. It is indeed a sad thing of a loss of a soul to an eternity of Hell. It is one less soul of God's, but he was never his to begin with, where&amp;nbsp;God never knew him. Bin Laden knew of his sins and he continued them on and on, he was planning another attack for crying out loud! Would it be worth more lives to be lost (that possibly are not saved when faced with death), than to not end this life of Bin Laden's that'll never come to know God? With this one death, many others are spared, not just by the earthly death, but an afterlife death. Think of how many on 9/11 that wasn't saved and died on that day. Look at how many he caused God to lose due to that day. Think of the people he would have continued to murder, if something wasn't done. It would not have been worth losing more to earthly life and hell, than to let this monster live another day?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yes, God could have forgave him, but Bin Laden didn't want forgiven, or he wouldn't have continued his ways. He was given almost tens years chance to be forgiven. As the news said, he was gathering an army to attack us and kill more innocent people. He wasn't going to change.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sorry, guys, but I had to get that out; even though, it was rambling and probably made no sense. O,0 I'm still in shock at how Bin Laden is finally dead. And I am shocked at how my friends have different perspectives on the matter. I thought everyone would feel the same that Bin Laden&amp;nbsp;should to be dead, so that all those people that died on 9/11 and in the war would have justice.&amp;nbsp;But I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Anywho, I have no compassion nor&amp;nbsp;any emotional feelings (hatred, loved, or liked, just nothing but numbness)&amp;nbsp;for this monster that died on 5/1. As it would went for those who witnessed what Hitler had done to the Jews all those years ago on this same date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, I'm off for the night! I'm dog tired.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Proverbs 11:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; P.S It is possible to not feel hatred, love, or likness, towards someone that has done wrong. I personally, am in a situation that I don't hate, nor have any other emotional ties to this wrongful person in my life. It is possible to just feel numb towards that person and not think on it anymore than that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-208778463904833737?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/208778463904833737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/05/double-news-hitter-on-51-first-hitler.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/208778463904833737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/208778463904833737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/05/double-news-hitter-on-51-first-hitler.html' title='Double news hitter on 5/1. First, Hitler in 1945. Now, Osama in 2011.'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-5366778835945397307</id><published>2011-04-28T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T11:46:12.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britt Nicole'/><title type='text'>Have you ever felt stuck? -"When She Cried" a companion poem to "When She Cries" by Britt Nicole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoTitle" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: x-large;"&gt;“When She Cried”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoTitle" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;By Kristia S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoSubtitle" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;A companion Poem to the song &lt;i&gt;“When She Cries”&lt;/i&gt; by Britt Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;esus’s heart is breaking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As He watches from the sky above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Such torment he is seeing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All He can offer is His Love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He sees her tears; even though, they stay on the inside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her friends and family wishing she would bring them to the outside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But she hasn’t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She stays silent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because this is all she’s ever known&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;or the people that surround her wonder…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even after all these years…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does she know? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does she care? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does she know the difference? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does she still even feel the danger, anymore?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has the damage have been done to the point of no return?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will she ever take action?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when it concerns the ones she loves most?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;bused, abused, and abused &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is all she’s ever known&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Used, used, and used&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She may not know it any other way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But He feels there is still hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or He wouldn’t have revealed this now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;e wouldn’t have made this seen to a friend that wasn’t aware&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He wouldn’t have gave the knowledge to the others that it has happened to them before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He wouldn’t have made it known to those who are lucky that it never happened to them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ne of those friends, the lucky one, she recalls the one that cries silently&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hurt one, may never cried outward, but the friend feels that the one that hurts wants to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;he also may recall the hurt one wishing she would have died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When she took a gun out that one night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if she had told her it wasn’t loaded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the long the barrel was kept out of sight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The friend had shrugged it off as typical for the age&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That the hurt one would have gotten over it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that everyone goes through that stage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The friend feels that the hurt one feels that she is worthless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That that’s all she’s good for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that everything is hopeless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ut Jesus knows…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She is not worthless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that nothing is hopeless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By His power, He gives hope to every dark corner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if that dark corner concerns a loved one that has done wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He knows, if the hurting one would only pray…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that her friends would gather…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They may…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep that dark corner at bay…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And to never return…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All she would have is the memories of when she cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am in a bad situation right now, guys. I don't know if I'll blog much for a while. I'm going through a revelation right now and it's a bit overwhelming. It barely concerns me, if any at all, but it concerns people I care for deeply. And I feel kind of hopeless about it, as of now. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ah...I don't know why I opened my big mouth on here about these certain things, when it isn't my place to talk about it, or give anyone a hint on what's going on. I guess this is my way of coping, or I would go absolutely insane. I just feel really sick right now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This poem isn't about me, by the way. I was just inspired to write it all the sudden. I know it sucks, but I needed to get it out, or it would have driven me crazy. Honestly, this is a hopeful poem. I'm &lt;em&gt;hoping &lt;/em&gt;this is how someone would feel in this situation, but I'm not entirely sure how a &lt;em&gt;certain person&lt;/em&gt; would feel.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Take a listen to the song that helped me to get this poem out. "When She Cries" by Britt Nicole. It's sad and beautiful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/9qTzyEJmd24/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qTzyEJmd24&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qTzyEJmd24&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm off for now, my head still feels slightly dizzy and absorbing things. I would really appreciate prayers being sent this way, not for me, but for my loved ones. They're the ones that need it, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love you, guys, even if I don't know you personally or ever met in person. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-5366778835945397307?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/5366778835945397307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/have-you-ever-felt-stuck-when-she-cried.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5366778835945397307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5366778835945397307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/have-you-ever-felt-stuck-when-she-cried.html' title='Have you ever felt stuck? -&quot;When She Cried&quot; a companion poem to &quot;When She Cries&quot; by Britt Nicole'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-245319572328458799</id><published>2011-04-25T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:01:21.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Easter Sunday. Jesus was there in the midst!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My Easter Sunday began very early Sunday morning, 5:00A.M to be exact. And I didn’t go to sleep until like 3 A.M. O,0 yeah…I was tired. I stayed up late, due to watching a Doctor Who marathon. Getting caught up on the last few episodes I missed last season. The new episode is like…WOAH. I don’t know what to think. I’m still rooting for a romance between the Doctor and Amy! BUT, anyways, I traveled off topic there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;I got up at five and met the youth group at six. I was kind of zombie like. Lol. It was about to storm, because I heard thunder in the distance and few flashes of lightning in the clouds. But, we were still going through with out yearly sunrise service. Even though, Curtis has been having health problems with his foot, he still got on that hike and made it to the top! XD That man is really inspirational! He just says, “Jesus went through worse.” And that makes him go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;However, we hike the hill to the clearing where we have the service. The perfect view of the sunrise, and the worst place to be at when there is a thunder and lightning storm heading our way. O.0 Well when we saw that the storm was coming fast, we decided that perhaps we should finish it up on Linny’s porch off the hill. So before we left, we sung a few praising songs. Then, like a miracle, the storm started to clear up and move away from our way! We kept singing until the storm was farther away, then Curtis began the scripture and testimonies from everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4J2s76ULFg/TbZCwrVNP9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/06FnUI6u7kw/s1600/SDC16385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4J2s76ULFg/TbZCwrVNP9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/06FnUI6u7kw/s200/SDC16385.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to go onto the next part we stand to watch the sun come up. But the amazing view wasn’t the sun rising, to symbolize Jesus’s rise from his tomb over two thousand years ago. It was the rainbow that appeared behind us from the storm clouds. It was amazing, we really felt Jesus there that morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FE2C7cZWKvs/TbZCbS1vEII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/fjXhOcLR4XA/s1600/SDC16365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FE2C7cZWKvs/TbZCbS1vEII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/fjXhOcLR4XA/s200/SDC16365.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My nephews, Logan, Braxton, and Nicholas, had their program with reciting quotes and singing. Too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pN35BxlmuMA/TbZDbHUljdI/AAAAAAAAAVg/jQKuGJGxLpQ/s1600/SDC16407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pN35BxlmuMA/TbZDbHUljdI/AAAAAAAAAVg/jQKuGJGxLpQ/s200/SDC16407.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Then we had our Easter play. We reenacted the book of John. I played Mary Magdalene. :D I haven’t had the chance to do anything like that until this year. I usually play a angel, or a mouthy, bossy mother in a Christmas play a few years ago (psst, I enjoyed bossing my “kids” around. But what was weird, my cousin Devin played my husband. O,o LOL). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We only practiced it once through, only had the time for that much. Not many of our youth showed, so we had to make do with what we had. Curtis was smart by casting the day of the thing because none of the stars probably wouldn’t have showed up, anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;We did good, could have been better if we practiced more. The music is what stole the show though. Especially, when my cousin Ryan played his chello, and the new guy Brandon played the guitar along with him. They made up a song on the spot! LIVE! It was amazing! That goes to show what God can bless you with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;So that was my Easter Sunday! It was amazing and fun! :D Best one yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Well gotta go to sleep. Have math classes in the morning. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 Peter 4:10 &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-245319572328458799?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/245319572328458799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-easter-sunday-jesus-was-there-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/245319572328458799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/245319572328458799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-easter-sunday-jesus-was-there-in.html' title='My Easter Sunday. Jesus was there in the midst!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4J2s76ULFg/TbZCwrVNP9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/06FnUI6u7kw/s72-c/SDC16385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-5281543195672088664</id><published>2011-04-20T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:34:05.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's PROMO Time! (Again) For Silence, and it's trailer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GNnx2PNOGZY/Ta-UMKmhaaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/z_po4eSR3Cg/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GNnx2PNOGZY/Ta-UMKmhaaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/z_po4eSR3Cg/s320/untitled.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silence wallpaper, that Hannah sent me. ^_^ Stayed my background for WEEKS.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; However, I'm here to promote (yet, again. Because I love this story.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://inkpop.com/projects/86207/silence/"&gt;Silence&lt;/a&gt; on inkpop. And to show off the trailer I made for this baby! lol. Which I still twitch every now and then, with the urge to edit it. lol. I do that with my own trailers as well. *shrugs* I'm a stupid perfectionist! lol. ANYWAYS, Hannah is going to europe soon. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; (gonna kill me with out the constant contact with her. If any at all while she's there.) So, she would REALLY like (me too, and Gwen as well) would like to see her in the top five on inkpop before she goes! lol. She's currently at 15 right now. Can ya'll help a girl out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the trailer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/W11nFTk3Kj8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W11nFTk3Kj8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W11nFTk3Kj8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here's the info on Silence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inkpop.com/images/jacket/Inkpop_Jacket_48201121946469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" i8="true" src="http://inkpop.com/images/jacket/Inkpop_Jacket_48201121946469.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;by &lt;a class="blue" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/475db833-e762-4586-a458-57ec4c07e44a/shiftermover0308/" id="ctl00_cpLeftContent_BookHeader1_hlAuthor"&gt;shiftermover0308&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="black"&gt;Book: Adventure, Science Fiction/Fantasy, Romance, Paranormal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearer0"&gt;&lt;!-- --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Art speaks volumes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearer0"&gt;&lt;!-- --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Life seems normal until your drawings start talking. And for Sage, that's exactly what happened after her father, a self proclaimed artist, vanished into thin air when she was twelve. The voices hit, bringing pain and torture with them. Dubbed schizophrenic, no one ever knew the voices in her head were actually real. Granted, they were dead, but when drawn on paper they held new life. Too bad Sage could not stand the stories, the screaming; the incessant pounding the souls brought to her head. After four straight years of torment, all she wanted was silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she meets the mysterious Aden at the local art store, Sage’s wish is granted. The souls stay quiet, and she’s amazed at the peace Aden’s presence brings. Then there is an offer. One that may make the voices disappear permanently. And there is no way she could refuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only catch: it will cost her her soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Sage be willing to pay the price for silence, or will she drown in her own terrifying insanity? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And PLEASE read it here!!!! &lt;a href="http://inkpop.com/projects/86207/silence/"&gt;Silence on inkpop.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-5281543195672088664?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/5281543195672088664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-promo-time-again-for-silence-and.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5281543195672088664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5281543195672088664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-promo-time-again-for-silence-and.html' title='It&apos;s PROMO Time! (Again) For Silence, and it&apos;s trailer!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GNnx2PNOGZY/Ta-UMKmhaaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/z_po4eSR3Cg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-8300434545292096913</id><published>2011-04-19T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:52:30.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Ole' Brainstorm!  Spider dreams, and my G.E.D test date!</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UDkBdx9J7M/TOz03fwfIgI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ZOA95yuvmmc/s1600/bird+by+bird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UDkBdx9J7M/TOz03fwfIgI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ZOA95yuvmmc/s200/bird+by+bird.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hannah Hunt pointed me &lt;br /&gt;in the direction of this book.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well I barrowed many books on writing the other day from the library. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think I may went over board, honestly. But I barely get to the library. So yeah I got as many as I could carry. No telling whenever I'll get back there. So anyways, I'm reading on "Bird by Bird" by Anne Lamott and "The Longman&amp;nbsp;Writer's Bible", and I've found some pretty good information and methods. Some of these methods and information in each one of these books are a bit contradicting to each other. But *shrugs* I guess whatever works for that certain writer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today I searched for a method about brainstorming and outlining. Where I'm going to be busy with "Soul Purpose" here sometime. I may juggle it and "Invisible Heart." But considering I know more about the guts of Invisible Heart, than Soul Purpose. I'll probably be outlining Soul Purpose more than Invisible Heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Anyways, I have discovered that drawing helps me a little with brainstorming. I don't mean like drawing a scene or anything, I mean stick figures and info boxes beside the named stick figure. :P It's funny what I drew today. However, Soul Purpose got a WHOLE makeover, which will be a secret, because it doesn't reveal until the end of the book. I'll be introducing Willa in the first of the three parts of the book, and Gage in the second part of the book, then of course, the conclusion would be on equal parts of them both. Of course, Gage and Willa are in all parts of the book. I'm just going to switch around&amp;nbsp;the POVs until the second half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The plot is coming along smoothly so far! Willa and Gage are going to be adorable! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nickshell1983.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/daddy-long-legs-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="115" i8="true" src="http://nickshell1983.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/daddy-long-legs-11.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HATE these things!&lt;br /&gt;I don't CARE if they're harmless!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Okay, I just had an IM conversation with my GOOD friend &lt;em&gt;Mariella Hunt,&lt;/em&gt; about nightmares. Well I got onto the funny subject of me having the &lt;em&gt;constant&lt;/em&gt; occasion of having a spider nightmare. I swear it happens every other two weeks to a month! It NEVER fails. Alright, I have a HUGE phobia of spiders--well not that big when I'm fully awake. I kill them without squeaming or anything. But when I'm asleep I squeal like a frigg'in little kid! I ALWAYS dream about a Grand Daddy Long Leg, crawling on my bed, head, chest, and sometimes feet. So this nightmare makes me hallucinate, when I'm partcially awake in the middle of the night. I swear my eyes are like O_O. I'm squealing and jumping, waking my grandmother up and all of that. She tells me to calm down and that I'm dreaming. But NO, I swear up and down that there is a spider in my bed. Then later on, I feel like a TOTAL DUFUS for it all! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just had to share that. Now I'll probably do it tonight, for crying out loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Got a announcement pertaining to my education! I passed my G.E.D Pre-Test last week! Well the math part anyways, the one I had to retake. So now I can move on and take a whack at the official exam on May 16th-17th! And the 17th is my birthday! Nice way to spend it, huh? Ehhh I think not. But maybe God's birthday present to me will be me passing the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darn toot'in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thing! :P *prays to the Lord* I'm VERY nervous. No matter what they say about how I got through the worst part of it. I don't BELIEVE them! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nevertheless, goodnight bloggers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 Peter 4:10 &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-8300434545292096913?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/8300434545292096913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-ole-brainstorm-spider-dreams-and-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8300434545292096913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8300434545292096913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-ole-brainstorm-spider-dreams-and-my.html' title='Big Ole&apos; Brainstorm!  Spider dreams, and my G.E.D test date!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UDkBdx9J7M/TOz03fwfIgI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ZOA95yuvmmc/s72-c/bird+by+bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-7519466562209574416</id><published>2011-04-17T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T15:22:52.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Carrier of The Mark competition!</title><content type='html'>DUDE! I seriously want an ARC so badly of "The Carrier of The Mark"! So here's my blog post to hopefully help my chances--&lt;strong&gt;(somehow, if the power of the hand of God &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;wants&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me to!)&lt;/strong&gt; to get my hands on one of the few babies Leigh has! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the steps for you to follow and get in on the action! This is qouted from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://leighfallon.blogspot.com/2011/4/competiton-time.html"&gt;Leigh Fallon's blog&lt;/a&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Right, I’ve a gorgeous signed ARC of THE CARRIER OF THE MARK up for grabs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And what do you have to do to win such beauty? Simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Fill in my author tracker (in the right side bar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Follow my blog (in right side bar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Follow me on&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Leigh_Fallon"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b0934;"&gt; twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Like &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Thecarrierofthemark"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b0934;"&gt;The Carrier of the Mark Facebook page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Tweet this post (button below post).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And here's a qoute from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://leighfallon.blogspot.com/2011/04/competition-time.html"&gt;Leigh Fallon's blog&lt;/a&gt;, of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BONUS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If I get to 1000 followers on Twitter I’ll add a gorgeous silver metal Celtic book Mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If I get to 400 blog followers I’ll add a beautiful Celtic bronze&amp;nbsp;necklace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If I get to 1300 likes on Carrier's Facebook page I’ll add a stunning silver Celtic mood ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know, I'm pushing it, but I do love even numbers, and all these prizes were bought in Kinsale, Ireland, which makes them that little bit extra special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gasps*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; An ARC of "The Carrier of The Mark"!! :D *reaches in the distance with grabby needy hands* Me wants it SO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;BADLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! -_o Okay, I'm calm now. I just go crazy at the thought of "The Carrier of The Mark" book! lol. It's that GOOD you guys! I've read it on inkpop.com over a year ago, and I was BLOWN AWAY, Dudes and Dudetettes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for any more further information on Leigh and the Carrier. Go here &lt;a href="http://leighfallon.blogspot.com/2011/04/competition-time.html"&gt;Leigh Fallon's blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy blogging and reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-7519466562209574416?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/7519466562209574416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/carrier-of-mark-competion.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7519466562209574416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7519466562209574416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/carrier-of-mark-competion.html' title='The Carrier of The Mark competition!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-7737214212683669603</id><published>2011-04-16T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T14:19:46.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A song inspriation for "Invisible Heart"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="221" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-UY5BSV3Tz4" title="YouTube video player" width="340"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This girl sings so beautifully! It should be illegal for this girl to not be already on a recording label!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This song really fits along with Aly and Malakai's relationship about almost all the way through the book. At how Aly finds herself caring very deeply for Kai and he doesn't see it. Even when she's standing in front of him displaying how she feels. He just doesn't take notice (or perhaps don't want to notice), that Aly cares about him. And his own father leads him astray, and still Aly has a confidence in him as she stands by waiting for him to realize.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Michelle here, has displayed and inspried me about this sistuation with Aly and Kai to an extreame, through her beautiful voice, guitar, and awesprirging song. It's just simply gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I felt a HUGE need to post about Michelle, her song, her talent, and about my new inspriation! :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now I wish I could get this song on CD and play it over and over without killing my badwidth! LOL. But I know it won't be for long before this lovely girl will be on a recording label! She's just that amazingly talented! I can't wait until I get my hands on one of her CDs!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Please check out this song and the rest of her stuff on her channel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well that's it for blogging today! I'm off to hopefully get a little bit closer to finishing Time With Seleste-Destiny. (I still haven't finished it. Eck. It was postponed due to me reworking the ending plot a little, before I wrote it out. Now it agrees with how I'm going to start out the second book! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With lots of love, ya'll! &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-7737214212683669603?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/7737214212683669603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/song-inspriation-for-invisible-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7737214212683669603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7737214212683669603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/song-inspriation-for-invisible-heart.html' title='A song inspriation for &quot;Invisible Heart&quot;'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-UY5BSV3Tz4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-744893642563502150</id><published>2011-04-15T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T21:53:57.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Purpose scene summary. And a shoutbox added to blog, along with a soundtrack!</title><content type='html'>I have blogged about the dystopia novel "Soul Purpose" for at&amp;nbsp;the most&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;two months now. I have been brainstorming for a while now. And I have been comtemplating plot points too. Like how I'm considering on having aliens in it too. But then again I may not. It's an ify thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have this scene summary I'll be excited to write here some time soo. Here's a screen capture of the notes I've made tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YSqveN22mBk/TakfUd3ciJI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LeJRMAxJI5U/s1600/Soul+Purpose+scene+summary.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YSqveN22mBk/TakfUd3ciJI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LeJRMAxJI5U/s400/Soul+Purpose+scene+summary.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey I've got a shoutbox -&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;leave me a shout about anything! I would really like to hear about the layout and my "Time With Seleste-Destiny" soundtrack at the bottom of my blog.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well I'm off! Night all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-744893642563502150?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/744893642563502150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/soul-purpose-scene-summary-and-shoutbox.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/744893642563502150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/744893642563502150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/soul-purpose-scene-summary-and-shoutbox.html' title='Soul Purpose scene summary. And a shoutbox added to blog, along with a soundtrack!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YSqveN22mBk/TakfUd3ciJI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LeJRMAxJI5U/s72-c/Soul+Purpose+scene+summary.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-8049501357594774175</id><published>2011-04-11T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T20:26:24.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog make over! And forget my frigg'in deadline/goal! I'm finishing when I'm good and ready!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; See my purty new layout design????!!! I worked on it ALL day! Comment on it please! I'm really proud of it and want to hear what ya'll think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-njU2qoQQEV0/TaZoeSyNZSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/owRiBOGYyuc/s1600/preview.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-njU2qoQQEV0/TaZoeSyNZSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/owRiBOGYyuc/s400/preview.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The people in order from the left. Steven R. McQueen (Darien Marks), and the two behind him is Catherine Belle (Valerie Marks) and Vanessa Hudgens (Andrea Marks)&lt;br /&gt;Then on the right stands Lucy Hale (Seleste Worthington) and in the back of her are Jackson Rathbone (Joshua Worthington) and Mischa Collins (Demitri Foley -which he may go through a name change-)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Okay ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I blogged last week about the deal I made with myself. And the deal was to get Time With Seleste finished in one week. Well...things happened (see previous post)&amp;nbsp;and I didn't get to write as much I would like, and also my fault about having a lazy day or two as well. :/ So yeah I added a extra day onto my deadline--which that extra was today. Well instead of getting it finished tonight...I'll have to postpone it again. GAH! I'm so friggin tired and my brain isn't functioning again! I have been in a writing intense scenes mode for at least two or three&amp;nbsp;hours! And I'm not used to that! My fingers hasn't typed so friggin fast in FOREVER! I have gotten in tuned with TWS once again!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyways, realizing while I'm writing this blog when I should be forcing a couple more thousand words of TWS out of me. I'm heading to bed so I can get up in the morning to take a PRE-Pre GED test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, I'm going to leave you bloggers a treat from my last chapters of TWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ahKoUTc2CM/TaPpC9QCfQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/eZiYXhM16Cs/s1600/teaser.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="347" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ahKoUTc2CM/TaPpC9QCfQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/eZiYXhM16Cs/s400/teaser.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on the screen capture to enlarge it, if you can't read&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Well I'm off to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;#&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-8049501357594774175?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/8049501357594774175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-make-over-and-forget-my-friggin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8049501357594774175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8049501357594774175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-make-over-and-forget-my-friggin.html' title='Blog make over! And forget my frigg&apos;in deadline/goal! I&apos;m finishing when I&apos;m good and ready!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-njU2qoQQEV0/TaZoeSyNZSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/owRiBOGYyuc/s72-c/preview.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-1361036580185145938</id><published>2011-04-07T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T22:24:10.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Church Recovering From Storm Damage--My Youth Group featured on our local news</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Church Service Held Outdoors Wednesday"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;script src="http://www.bimvid.com/js?d=b808557db6ab0516826444bdfbafb8f51f200f3b&amp;amp;h=264&amp;amp;w=319&amp;amp;id=535832&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fwowktv.com%2Fstory.cfm%3Ffunc%3Dviewstory%26storyid%3D97281" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Nicky Walters On Channel 13 News WOWK West Virginia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:nwalters@wowktv.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Email&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; | &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://wowktv.com/bios.cfm?func=viewbio&amp;amp;bioid=153"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; | &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://wowktv.com/bios.cfm?func=viewstories&amp;amp;bioid=153"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other Stories by Nicky Walters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHARLESTON &amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;Strong winds caused a great deal of damage Monday, and many folks are still dealing with the aftermath. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The roof was ripped off of the Valley Grove Nazarene Church on Rutledge Road in Kanawha County, causing thousands of dollars worth of damage. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But that wasn't enough to get church members down. They decided to worship outdoors instead. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;During services Wednesday night members spoke often of the challenges ahead. But as they sang, linked arms and prayed, they found strength in god and each other. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We didn't want to cancel services," said church member Ashley Burgess. "We may not have a building but you don't need a building to have church." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The church has insurance so they are going to be able to rebuild. They are hoping to come back even bigger and better than before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7abUsZ8eWHU/TZ3f5X-l0gI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SZyq6qJApWQ/s1600/Seg+Clip+6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7abUsZ8eWHU/TZ3f5X-l0gI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SZyq6qJApWQ/s320/Seg+Clip+6.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, "Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you." -- Hebrews 13:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5uq-SRW0Ok/TZ3gPKFU2wI/AAAAAAAAAMw/TYcdQh15i0k/s1600/Seg+Clip+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5uq-SRW0Ok/TZ3gPKFU2wI/AAAAAAAAAMw/TYcdQh15i0k/s320/Seg+Clip+4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As this report says, I agree that we’ll come back bigger than ever! We were already big before. Where we are one of the biggest congregation of teens in our state. Our average of teens is 23 every Wednesday night, and 10-15 every Sunday morning. That’s not including the chaperones and youth leaders. Hopefully, we’ll double those numbers when our building is rebuilt and refurnished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOyjPQX4KIY/TZ4KHm1TRzI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hb-SL9BFxHo/s1600/SDC15902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOyjPQX4KIY/TZ4KHm1TRzI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hb-SL9BFxHo/s400/SDC15902.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5a7MxsFvkk/TZ4LL1JMH4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/pLfk8p4_asc/s1600/Seg+Clip+5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5a7MxsFvkk/TZ4LL1JMH4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/pLfk8p4_asc/s320/Seg+Clip+5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;I will admit this. I wasn’t for sure if we were going to have church, with considering what has happened to our church. But I did have a feeling that we would somehow. We’re known to have church in blizzards, rain storms, wind storms, and also when the power is out. It’s an rare occasion to not gather for church. Even if it comes down to have to go somewhere else, set up a tent, or even go underneath our shelter across the road from our beautiful church –which we did. Either way we were going to meet with God wherever and whenever.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhSrsaW5NG8/TZ4YQxhM2NI/AAAAAAAAANw/UhVg99_V9XU/s1600/Seg+Clip+7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhSrsaW5NG8/TZ4YQxhM2NI/AAAAAAAAANw/UhVg99_V9XU/s320/Seg+Clip+7.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul was lifted when my youth pastor Curtis Harris picked me up for church yesterday. He was all smiles and laughs, when I felt a frown on my face and wanted to cry on the inside. That man doesn’t let anything get him down, I tell you! I’ve barely seen him down in the&amp;nbsp;dumps. Seeing him in high spirits lifted mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_bzC4PwO3M/TZ6VcyTsVKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/H_vVSPkDKoQ/s1600/Seg+Clip+11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_bzC4PwO3M/TZ6VcyTsVKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/H_vVSPkDKoQ/s320/Seg+Clip+11.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3F7xnGAwsmc/TZ4MQwoT-mI/AAAAAAAAANE/4WkLGQbI8Cc/s1600/IMG_20110406_172751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3F7xnGAwsmc/TZ4MQwoT-mI/AAAAAAAAANE/4WkLGQbI8Cc/s320/IMG_20110406_172751.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;When we all got to church.&amp;nbsp;Curtis took us on a tour of the damage of our once&amp;nbsp;beautiful activities building. I took pictures while we went through. It was very painful for me to see. This church is a second home to me, as it is to a lot of people. &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;I am&amp;nbsp;almost there as much as I am home. My life has changed here, I have worshiped the Lord countless of times, slept here when we would have our lock ins, I have cried out to the Lord here, and had bountiful laughs in this place. It hurts to see that it was almost destroyed by the storm we had Monday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDKUlp46PUg/TZ4M17mTTjI/AAAAAAAAANI/oH2batHXUwQ/s1600/IMG_20110406_172742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDKUlp46PUg/TZ4M17mTTjI/AAAAAAAAANI/oH2batHXUwQ/s200/IMG_20110406_172742.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ma6M5HeL9N0/TZ4OVe438jI/AAAAAAAAANM/L1FClVmBSmU/s1600/IMG_20110406_172659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ma6M5HeL9N0/TZ4OVe438jI/AAAAAAAAANM/L1FClVmBSmU/s320/IMG_20110406_172659.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;I didn’t know that the wind blew that hard! Surprisingly, it didn’t where I live. Usually we’re the ones that gets the worse of it, and would&amp;nbsp;have to do without electric for a week at a time. But it switched this time around! They had gotten the worse of the storm, and their power was out for three days!&amp;nbsp;The water was only out due to the electric couldn’t power up the water pump onto our water line. So I didn't get a shower for those three days. Ehh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8CWYG935XM/TZ4Pg6umJHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/cIvCY9VyaaI/s1600/IMG_20110406_173134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8CWYG935XM/TZ4Pg6umJHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/cIvCY9VyaaI/s200/IMG_20110406_173134.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;As you can see in the pictures it’s pretty bad. But I and many others look at it this way—it could have been worse. The whole building could have been blown away!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;What I have heard—I may have heard wrong—the damage cost is around $50,000 dollars. Praise the Lord, that the insurance company will cover it! We’ll need a new roof, wall paneling, ceiling covering, overhead lights, carpeting, and that’s just the repairs. There is other stuff that’ll probably need replaced if the water hasn’t ruined them. The things off the top of my head would be, a piano, some game tables, play props, a projector, speakers, and I’m not for sure, but the kitchen appliances probably got a great deal of water on them, however they &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; be fine. No matter, it will still cost a lot, even if some of the things were spared of damage.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhTXvGmlWQc/TZ4QUKVPf9I/AAAAAAAAANU/zYubBH8QqYU/s1600/Seg+Clip+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhTXvGmlWQc/TZ4QUKVPf9I/AAAAAAAAANU/zYubBH8QqYU/s320/Seg+Clip+3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;All considering, we still met with God outside in the cold air. It did not discourage us to gather in his presence, or&amp;nbsp;our faith in the Lord.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;We make our alter wherever we meet with him. As the saying goes, whenever three gather in his name, God is among them. Boy, did we feel God last night with our 42 people gathering! We played—well, &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; played, I didn’t—football, and a&amp;nbsp;boy fell in the creek due to horse playing. Curtis made a&amp;nbsp;joke with “He got Baptized his first night!”.&amp;nbsp;The boy&amp;nbsp;really wasn’t baptized, it was an accident involving a very wet, cold creek. He is this cute little blonde boy who just started coming last night with a few of his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NeDZt54RXlw/TZ4R1v1CzmI/AAAAAAAAANY/_ZOcTppwY7A/s1600/Seg+Clip+9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NeDZt54RXlw/TZ4R1v1CzmI/AAAAAAAAANY/_ZOcTppwY7A/s320/Seg+Clip+9.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;Surprisingly, we had our normal routine of having food, fun, and fellowship. The power was out, and the person-Vicki- who is in charge of cooking, she fixed our food on a gas stove. It was yummy! ;) Barbequed meat balls, chicken nuggets, and Gino’s pizza. :) We didn’t expect it. It was such a beautiful and amazing gathering. It was beautiful to see all these people to come out with us, and it was amazing at how supportive and comforting everyone was. It makes a person realize that God is watching over his children with the way he blesses us, even in the toughest of times when a tragedy has struck. He is there no matter what happened, and whenever it came to pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgcZ1h0IzZo/TZ4SjuwX2NI/AAAAAAAAANc/h61A4SHP4ko/s1600/Seg+clip+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgcZ1h0IzZo/TZ4SjuwX2NI/AAAAAAAAANc/h61A4SHP4ko/s320/Seg+clip+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;Last night has for surely opened my eyes even more than before. I feel like praising the Lord in the highest right now just reviewing it over in my mind. Just seeing everyone there, and the blessings we received in the midst of all of this. However, the biggest blessing we received last night was God’s overwhelming presence.&amp;nbsp;He is for surely omipresent around us, we just don't&amp;nbsp;acknowledge&amp;nbsp;Him until we really feel Him in these certain moments.&amp;nbsp;Also, another blessing with the chance to witness our love for the Lord on our local news channel. (As you see above in this post) That in its self was pretty awesome in my opinion. (Even if I really didn’t want to be on camera where I looked like ehhh… lol. Our water was off! So I have an excuse! lol) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IpX8udB8N8Y/TZ4TDV7DyYI/AAAAAAAAANg/uWA4dJEXF28/s1600/Seg+Clip+13.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IpX8udB8N8Y/TZ4TDV7DyYI/AAAAAAAAANg/uWA4dJEXF28/s320/Seg+Clip+13.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;Brittany played guitar, Ashley and Sarah lead the singing, and we followed along joyously. Curtis started the lesson on judgment on others, and that favoritism is a sin. Which you almost would have to be there to understand what he was talking about. Trust me it made sense and opened many eyes.&amp;nbsp; The news people stayed nearby and filmed randomly and respectfully, making sure they wouldn't disturb our service. I have to admit it was exciting that the youth group was going to be on the news. I kept thinking that people will&amp;nbsp;see our youth group in its truest form in&amp;nbsp;praising God. That excited me the most out of all other reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/GzfPHnoT0-0/0.jpg" height="266" style="clear: left; float: left;" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzfPHnoT0-0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzfPHnoT0-0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;We sung &lt;em&gt;“How He Loves”&lt;/em&gt; by David Crowder Band. That song really moves us, and it fitted the emotion we held and it lifted our spirits even more. You can hear some of the song in the segment above, and below I posted a youtube video of the song. It’s really beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;(Lyrics) &lt;i&gt;“He is jealous for me/ loves like a hurricane/ and I am a tree/ bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy/” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yz0YQzDiTs/TZ4UhfzvhYI/AAAAAAAAANk/M1fAKTpxNUo/s1600/Seg+Clip+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yz0YQzDiTs/TZ4UhfzvhYI/AAAAAAAAANk/M1fAKTpxNUo/s320/Seg+Clip+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;These lyrics I just quoted, fitted us well. His love blew over us like a hurricane last night, and we were trees bending beneath His wind and mercy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;God does love us! He loves everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oz2dDXFA8ME/TZ4U2ut2INI/AAAAAAAAANo/og270jGkNzs/s1600/Seg+Clip+8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oz2dDXFA8ME/TZ4U2ut2INI/AAAAAAAAANo/og270jGkNzs/s320/Seg+Clip+8.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;My cousin Ashley is right (the girl in the segment), we don’t have to have a building to praise God in. All we need is whoever that will gather in His name and meet with Him! We should not get attached to materialized things, we need to get more attached to God and His love. It is beautiful to know that we can do this, and even gather more teens we have had in months in doing so! It’s amazing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNrOaaEN-AI/TZ4VWL0zk9I/AAAAAAAAANs/dHKaE0wtjmk/s1600/Seg+Clip+11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;My, how to end this—what feels like to me—epic blog post? With a song? Okay! How about this song I am feeling immersed in the most? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“You Never Let Go” by Matt Redman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;(Lyrics)&lt;i&gt;“Oh no You never let go/through the calm and through the storm/Oh no You never let go/every high and every low/” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/y83-vMeWc9E/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y83-vMeWc9E&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y83-vMeWc9E&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Talk to you guys later! I felt like I had to share this experience with you! And hopefully inspire you somehow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God Bless you always&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="61" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNrOaaEN-AI/TZ4VWL0zk9I/AAAAAAAAANs/dHKaE0wtjmk/s320/Seg+Clip+11.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 426px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 4326px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="61" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_bzC4PwO3M/TZ6VcyTsVKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/H_vVSPkDKoQ/s320/Seg+Clip+11.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 384px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 1505px;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-1361036580185145938?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/1361036580185145938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-church-recovering-from-storm-damage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1361036580185145938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1361036580185145938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-church-recovering-from-storm-damage.html' title='My Church Recovering From Storm Damage--My Youth Group featured on our local news'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7abUsZ8eWHU/TZ3f5X-l0gI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SZyq6qJApWQ/s72-c/Seg+Clip+6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-4634559299605559928</id><published>2011-04-03T21:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:49:20.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sniper/murder lived CLOSE to me. Community clean up. Making a deal with myself.</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't blogged in ages. HERE WE GO WITH A RUN DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I don't know if anyone outside my state has heard about "The Gas Station Sniper" has been caught. Well let me go into a little bit more detail on it. Eight years ago a sniper attacked three gas stations in the same month, killing three people--Jeanie Patton, Okie Meadows, and Gary Carrier. The sniper used a 22 rifle and drove a dark color Ford truck. This case has been cold sense 2003, until recently, when the police arrested &lt;em&gt;Shawn Lester&lt;/em&gt;. He has buried his truck (and possibly rifle)&amp;nbsp;on some 53 acre farmland. He has admitted to one of the killings-Jeanie Patton, but not to the other two, who was killed by the same rifle. The reason behind him killing Jeanie, it was because her and her boyfriend "stole" a truck engine from a garage he was in charge of. And the engine block was filled with meth. &lt;br /&gt;0.O Yup, drug motive.&lt;br /&gt;Get this ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;He didn't live far from me! I'm talking almost walking distance! And I used to be best friends with his niece (which we aren't anymore)! I knew that family had a crazy gene, because I saw it first hand with his niece. But I wouldn't think he'd resolve to killing someone. Makes me not want to step on his niece's toes anymore. 0.O Like I have any beef with her anymore, anyways. But still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad that this case is coming to a close soon. The families of the ones he killed has haven't gotten any peace about their loved one's deaths for eight years! It just freaks me out that he lived THAT CLOSE to me. Ekk!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;DUDE, I am so sore I am walking around like I've rode a horse for days on end. Wanna know why? Well...I pretty much walked (and some jogging) seven miles yesterday, cleaning up trash in my holler with my youth group. I'm sore in places that I didn't think was possible to be sore at.&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe how many beer bottles I picked up! I mean the people that live on my road has to not have any livers left! &lt;br /&gt;The craziest things we picked up was, a fire extinguisher, a truck's tailgate, a DVD player, and a Pokemon VHS. Seriously, it's crazy what people litter on the sides on the roads! It's disgusting! I am NEVER littering again! Especially after working from 9 to 5 &lt;em&gt;*starts humming "Working From Nine to Five"*&lt;/em&gt; cleaning up the crap, gahhh. And there was this one guy that had the NERVE to cuss at&amp;nbsp;my church youth group out about cleaning up!&lt;br /&gt;(Excuse my language)&lt;br /&gt;We were just walking along picking up the trash and a truck stopped.&lt;br /&gt;"You tell me you guys are out here cleaning up all this shit! Well you're going to be here for a hell of a long time!" then they speed off squealing their wheels.&lt;br /&gt;JERKS!&lt;br /&gt;But guess what?&lt;br /&gt;We got that road done in a hour! HA! In your faces jerks!&lt;br /&gt;So yeahhh...I can barely move without wanting to scream in pain! lol. Oh YEAH, my brand new LG Optimus Andriod phone of mine? Well it went in the creek when I was running! GAH! I am sooo depressed by it! My screen is so screwed up with water in it! (rice doesn't work, I don't care what you say, it's not coming out)&amp;nbsp;I also lost my back to my phone!&lt;br /&gt;So my mom ordered me another one, instead of replacing it. BECAUSE the replacement plan with Sprint can send me a totally different phone (which would be a equal value of mine I have) and it would be used. So my mom's phone is up for an upgrade, so she's going to let me have it and she keeps her old phone that she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have been so distracted lately with other writing projects and my GED classes, that I really haven't sat down and wrote a book out fully. And this week, considering I don't have much to go with Time With Seleste's first draft, I'm going to finish it by sunday! I am bound and DETERMIND! I wrote about 10k last week, by taking 2k a day. But I did hit miss a day or two, where I did that&amp;nbsp;community clean up and was VERY tired from some days after school. But I think I can finish Time With Seleste's first book's first draft! (wow that was a mouth full) I'm really not far from where I want to stop it! *squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well got to go to bed ya'lls! School in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-4634559299605559928?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/4634559299605559928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/snipermurder-lived-close-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4634559299605559928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4634559299605559928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/04/snipermurder-lived-close-to-me.html' title='A sniper/murder lived CLOSE to me. Community clean up. Making a deal with myself.'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-1945885769305748294</id><published>2011-03-26T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T12:58:34.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inkie bestie'/><title type='text'>It's PROMO Time! Read this baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inkpop.com/images/jacket/Inkpop_Jacket_321201116271297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://inkpop.com/images/jacket/Inkpop_Jacket_321201116271297.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 class="blue"&gt;Silence&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="blue" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/475db833-e762-4586-a458-57ec4c07e44a/shiftermover0308/" id="ctl00_cpLeftContent_BookHeader1_hlAuthor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;shiftermover0308&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="black"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Book: Adventure, General Fiction, Science Fiction/Fantasy, Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearer0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Art speaks volumes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearer0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Life is all fun and games until your drawings start talking. And for Sage, that's exactly what happened after her father, a self proclaimed artist, vanished into thin air when she was twelve. The voices hit, bringing pain and torture with them. What people assumed was schizophrenia, was the conversations she had with real people. Granted, they were dead, but on paper they had new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Sage couldn't stand the stories, the screaming, the incessant pounding the souls brought to her head. All she wanted was silence. All she needed was Aden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she meets the mysterious Aden at the local art store, Sage’s wish is granted. The souls stay quiet, and she’s amazed at the peace Aden’s presences brings. But, when an offer appears to help her, to make the voices disappear permanently, there’s no way she could refuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only catch: it will cost her her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Sage be willing to pay the price for silence, or will she drown in her own terrifying insanity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some screenshots that I LOVE doing, and find every excuse to make them. ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2NhAvkOg6dc/TY5FS5ZMI6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/OaGH6LBUDt4/s1600/kghcjvfj.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2NhAvkOg6dc/TY5FS5ZMI6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/OaGH6LBUDt4/s320/kghcjvfj.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Uf5YWZbbRUI/TY4-3nQSIFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/AtcV-OruDEk/s1600/kkjkjnkjn.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Uf5YWZbbRUI/TY4-3nQSIFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/AtcV-OruDEk/s320/kkjkjnkjn.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my review, considering all of my review isn't seen in the above screen shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;﻿"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With first noticing something about this story, was that it has a different perspective of people talking to the dead. Not like the clichéd “Ghost Whisperer” way. You give it a different and more interesting way to it. With Sage drawing souls and talking to them to help them to cross over to a peaceful place. What an awesome idea. Something I think a publisher would grab up in no time. Considering that it’s never been used to my knowledge. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What drew me in even further was how you explained the drawings in a artists perspective. With the ebony pencils, mentioning of shading in the picture, and complete the drawing with just a sketch of a strand of hair. Making the picture come to life with the completion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart feels for Sage with her being different and not accepted in Talon’s society. Deeming her as a crazy, where she talks to her drawings. My heart breaks as people point and judge her through and through this story. Especially when Juda, does God awful things to her— more appointed in the end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you have written out the bully—Juda very well and believable. Making the reader hate his guts and wish him dead sometimes. That area right there earns more points with me. Making me hate a character with a passion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You reveal the background of Sage’s life splendidly through these chapters. Concerning her ability to draw and talk to the dead, and along the other lines about her mother, father, and ex friends of hers. With every chapter you are learning something new about her, like we readers are learning about a person in reality. So with this it makes it very realistic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her friendship with Larz and Kat, is very well written and easy going. Something I love to read about. But you have given an interesting twist to Larz’s side of the friendship. With him caring more for Sage than just a friend. But she doesn’t return it. That makes that side of Sage’s life more interesting. With wondering if it’ll grow to more as readers read on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kat is a loveable and funny character. With her constant ramblings over Ronnie, and her little tiffs with her brother. “I’ll shank you with my colored pencils” is my favorite quote from her. And she has a nice taste in hair dye and clothing as well. Even if it’s different and kind of funky. She certainly doesn’t let “Project Runway” rub off on her, unless she lets the crazy folk on that show inspire her–which is probably the case—. But Kat is one supporting character that is very interesting to read.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aden caught my attention with how when he’s around, the voices go quiet. Soon as he appeared, I think I already felt a spark of love. Especially, when he can relieve Sage’s pain, and also considering the black hair with a little white stripe and those sapphire eyes. Any girl would go gaga over that guy. I just knew there’s going to be a little bit more between her and him, when she’ll be wanting to be around him a lot where he makes the voices go away. I could just sense it then, as the time would pass they would grow fond of each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have the gift of detail, that’s for sure. And that’s what I love to read. You give the feel of her drawings, atmosphere, and her surroundings out really well in this written word. That right there is an addiction in the making!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The relationship you form between Sage and Aden is really something, kind of intoxicating, as Sage gets her dose of quietness and yet gets to be around a sexy, sweet guy like Aden. I can find myself relating when Sage needs Aden for the quiet. And as I get the vibe, Aden probably needs her to feel cared for where he’s alone all the time and has no friends or family. You can see that with they way he talks and acts. Sage and Aden can relate to each other, both complimenting each other in areas about themselves. Aden can probably relate to Sage through her loneliness and isolation. And Sage can find comfort with Aden because he isn’t a judgmental person like others are. True she does have Larz and Kat, but they aren’t the same when it comes down to it really. Sage and Aden seem like the ideal pair, and they are in making of a great love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The story’s premise is addictive and mouth watering, as you want to read more. I know I thirst to have my Silence taste every time I finished a chapter. This is definitely a gripping read, full of mystery, paranormal, drama, anguish, sadness, romance, and death. It’s a beautiful story, filled with different ideas that no one has ever even dreamed up! Publishers should be crowding around to yank this baby up and publish it world wide! If they don’t, they are pretty darn stupid! This HAS to be on book shelves one day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really enjoyed reading this, and I want more soon, to see where Sage and Aden’s story goes! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With lots of love, your friend and biggest fan, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;If you guys haven't already read and picked this baby. Do it NOW! You won't regret it! And by the way, she has it all posted! So no waiting on updates, because it's all there. :) &lt;br /&gt;You guys should help to get "Silence," to the top five before the next three months is up. Because Hannah is going to europe for the summer, and she won't be able to swap or do anything for when she's there. So that would be AWESOME if you guys can help with that, and make my hard working, genius, and good friend Hannah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://inkpop.com/projects/86207/silence/"&gt;Read it now--"Silence,"--pssshhh, click here. :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-1945885769305748294?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/1945885769305748294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-promo-time-read-this-baby.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1945885769305748294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1945885769305748294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-promo-time-read-this-baby.html' title='It&apos;s PROMO Time! Read this baby!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2NhAvkOg6dc/TY5FS5ZMI6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/OaGH6LBUDt4/s72-c/kghcjvfj.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-9100572430183274189</id><published>2011-03-17T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:38:29.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Pitch Agent Contest entry! Come jump on in before they close it a 150 entires!</title><content type='html'>Well I am entering this contest over on &lt;a href="http://yatopia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yatopia blog&lt;/a&gt;. It concerns getting a short pitch and a first sentence of your book getting read by an agent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I'll be entering of "Time With Seleste-Destiny"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Kristia S.&lt;br /&gt;Email: &lt;a href="mailto:xokristeeauhox@aim.com"&gt;xokristeeauhox@aim.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story Name: Book One--"Time With Seleste-Destiny"&lt;br /&gt;Genre: YA Fantasy/Adventure/Mystery/Romance&lt;br /&gt;Blog/Twitter/Facebook link: (soon to be this blog post link)&lt;br /&gt;2 Sentence Pitch: “If you had an ability to time travel, could you take a life-threatening chance to stop something from happening? Even for a –loved one?”&lt;br /&gt;Opening sentence: It was a night in the past… It was her present and also her past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are interested in getting your stuff read by an agent. Go on over before the contest entries are over limited&amp;nbsp;or before&amp;nbsp;the actual contest is&amp;nbsp;over! &lt;a href="http://yatopia.blogspot.com/2011/03/agent-pitch-contest.html"&gt;Agent-Pitch-Contest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-9100572430183274189?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/9100572430183274189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-pitch-agent-contest-entry-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/9100572430183274189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/9100572430183274189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-pitch-agent-contest-entry-come.html' title='Short Pitch Agent Contest entry! Come jump on in before they close it a 150 entires!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-8776658815025963157</id><published>2011-03-13T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:32:33.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily Collins just TWEET messaged me!!! Join the movement Alex Pettyfer fans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just visited the @lilyasclaryfray We want #AlexPettyferAsJace Group group! check it out&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://t.co/5NkeY1l"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://t.co/5NkeY1l&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XtCXEdb2z8M/TX2m90YPK5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/036zyvV13-M/s1600/Lily+Collins+message.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XtCXEdb2z8M/TX2m90YPK5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/036zyvV13-M/s400/Lily+Collins+message.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She got my name wrong&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(haha Lucada ^_^ I'm not in Aly and Malakai's land. lol.). &lt;br /&gt;But I am NOT complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got a message from her! EEEEKKKK!!! I &amp;lt;3 her SO MUCH right now!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;Join the movement alongside Lily Collins (aka Clary Fray), to encourage Alex Pettyfer (THE PERFECT Jace Wayland) to take the role as Jace Wayland in the "City of Bones" movie. He is currently stuck between a three way decision -City of Bones-The Hunger Games-The Seventh Son-and we NEED to realize HOW MUCH we want him as Jace! Join twitter and skygrid! RT and make it TREND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-8776658815025963157?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/8776658815025963157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/lily-collins-just-tweet-messaged-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8776658815025963157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8776658815025963157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/lily-collins-just-tweet-messaged-me.html' title='Lily Collins just TWEET messaged me!!! Join the movement Alex Pettyfer fans!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XtCXEdb2z8M/TX2m90YPK5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/036zyvV13-M/s72-c/Lily+Collins+message.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6465488399288846070</id><published>2011-03-10T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T21:07:37.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the S.E.C. (Official tab, title, pitch, tagline, and BOOK COVER! "Soul Purpose")</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;﻿﻿ Welcome to the S.E.C. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&amp;nbsp;place where perfection is programmed and kept. Order is of utmost importance in our world,&amp;nbsp;the society will be maintained and&amp;nbsp;controled. Any imperfections in our systems will be dealt with, as apromise to the Originals that made our perfect world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sjTRSzZRyTg/TXmrqRjG9NI/AAAAAAAAAMY/NZqk4gWHj94/s1600/SEC.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sjTRSzZRyTg/TXmrqRjG9NI/AAAAAAAAAMY/NZqk4gWHj94/s400/SEC.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-L4ESCp-Xs0I/TXmpoi8_GLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kVvAfcoVEic/s1600/Soul+Purpose+BC.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-L4ESCp-Xs0I/TXmpoi8_GLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kVvAfcoVEic/s320/Soul+Purpose+BC.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm absolutely proud of this book cover!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tagline:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;“Do clones have souls like the successful Originals?—Do I have a soul? What if I don’t? Does that make me a monster?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book:&lt;/strong&gt; Science fiction/Fantasy, Adventure, Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;SEC-517&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;—Willa Genway is one of the first to be granted her freedom after sixteen years of controlled captivity. But freedom isn’t what she thought it would be, especially when she’s forced to become someone she doesn’t want to be, or even know. And if she disobeys, her memory will either be wiped, or most likely…terminated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Willa, among others, is an easy replaced clone, whose sole purpose is to someday take over the dominate corporation after their original counterpart. The replacement system, is important, because of the previous generation’s success in society is considered far too valuable to lose due to human death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Faced with new information, which concerns Willa’s true self, her mind reeling with confusion and worry, the question haunting her wake—“Do clones have souls?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She finds herself running away and on a search for the truth and possibly to live her own life. Through her journey, she befriends Gage, a mute boy, who she feels that she can be herself around, and actually care for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then war breaks out…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Originals against Originals, clones verse clones, and the Originals against clones, an impossible battle on all sides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Willa and Gage are stuck in the middle…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm excited for this book you guys! It's something different, and I have been wanting to do a future dystopia type deal novel, for a long time now. And I just haven't had a good idea, until now. :) I LOVE it, it makes me super excited to start writing it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have a good preface thought to start out with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"We have been taught to never question, ever," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"Why is it, that I'm--finding myself questioning everything?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;EKKK! I'm so excited!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well off to do something else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6465488399288846070?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6465488399288846070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/welcome-to-sec-official-tab-title-pitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6465488399288846070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6465488399288846070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/welcome-to-sec-official-tab-title-pitch.html' title='Welcome to the S.E.C. (Official tab, title, pitch, tagline, and BOOK COVER! &quot;Soul Purpose&quot;)'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sjTRSzZRyTg/TXmrqRjG9NI/AAAAAAAAAMY/NZqk4gWHj94/s72-c/SEC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-1223837354809279470</id><published>2011-03-08T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T14:46:25.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHEESH, no wonder I know almost NOTHING about English Lit! This sucks MONKEY BALLS!</title><content type='html'>I have discovered...WV public school's SUCK monkey balls! Like Captial High School, George Washington High School, and Stonewall Jackson Middle school. (The schools I actually attended within the two years I went.)&lt;br /&gt;Well in the week and a half, I have been attending a GED center, so I can move&amp;nbsp;forward and get my GED around May. And I've been taking English classes down there for fun, I don't really need them because my GED-OPT (Official Practice Test) score was pretty high. I'm supposed to only take Math classes, because my score in that was very low. &lt;br /&gt;BUT anyways, as I said, I'm taking some extra English classes down there. Come to find out, I can BARELY understand the words the teacher is saying! Spitting out these proper English grammar terms, I have never heard before! Repetitive, paraellel sentences, and ect... I'm like "Whaa?" I have NEVER heard my English teachers in school ever utter these terms.&lt;br /&gt;So I have been discussing with the teacher Pati, and she and me came to the conclusion that WV public school cirriculum has cut out proper grammar teachings. It may not be the teacher's fault, but it's the lessons that they are to teach. When I was in school, we mainly stayed to reading, Shakesphere, and Edgar Allan Poe. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE reading that stuff. But really? It's not going to help me with writing wise, EVER in my life.&lt;br /&gt;No WONDER I know NOTHING of English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HGvUA9oXGeg/TXavEo8cJQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iGdp8mJ4tJk/s1600/SDC15696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HGvUA9oXGeg/TXavEo8cJQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iGdp8mJ4tJk/s320/SDC15696.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So my teacher has let me barrow this 1981 book of grammar and usage. "English 2600 A Programmed Course &amp;amp; Usage-College Edition." So hopefully once I get through this book I'll have somewhat knowledge of what I am doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, high school grammar, really doesn't comply to writing books and stuff. But it does derive from it, and maybe I'll be better and on my way to writing my books the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it just makes me sick at how nowaday schools barely skim education. NEVER explain anything to the students, even when we actually LISTEN! ERGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, off to study, study, and study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-1223837354809279470?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/1223837354809279470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/sheesh-no-wonder-i-know-almost-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1223837354809279470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1223837354809279470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/sheesh-no-wonder-i-know-almost-nothing.html' title='SHEESH, no wonder I know almost NOTHING about English Lit! This sucks MONKEY BALLS!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HGvUA9oXGeg/TXavEo8cJQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iGdp8mJ4tJk/s72-c/SDC15696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-5578322383796549359</id><published>2011-03-05T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T20:18:26.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A possible Dystopian-novel! Can we say clones?</title><content type='html'>I'm babysitting my newphews right now, and I got amused with watching them play this game they call "DNA". Which they were beating the living crap out of each other, and laughing about it. But anyways, I got struck with this idea what if that was put into a novel? What if there was a world-earth actually-that half the population was clones? And what if there was a clone-girl who worried and pondered about if she had a soul?&lt;br /&gt;Well WHAM! I got hit face first with a novel idea!&lt;br /&gt;GAH! I get a book idea once a month! Last month it was a angel novel called "Bounded" now it's this one! I'm running over with ideas! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only got a tagline so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4RIxsluSzlA/TXMKVbT-3WI/AAAAAAAAAMI/u62IfKElzXQ/s1600/Soul+Clone.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4RIxsluSzlA/TXMKVbT-3WI/AAAAAAAAAMI/u62IfKElzXQ/s320/Soul+Clone.JPG" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;"Do clones have souls like the successful originals?—Do I have a soul? What if I didn't, would that make me a monster?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I'm visualizing the main character looking like &lt;strike&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/strike&gt;-NEVER MIND! I think I can see Lily Collins. ;) Taylor is too country for this girl. lol :) haha. I think I'm going to name her &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Willa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-not Willow-I'm planning on a HUGE controversity between her and her love interest about him keep calling her Willow and not Willa, it'll be funny. :) And I think I'll name him Gage! Oh yeah he can't speak. ;)&lt;/div&gt;And I think the theme song as of now will be &lt;em&gt;"Within Me"&lt;/em&gt; by Lacuna Coil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, I'm off to brainstorm!&lt;br /&gt;EKK! I FINALLY got a dystopian idea! I've been wanting one for a while now, ever since I started "&lt;em&gt;The Hunger Games"&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-5578322383796549359?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/5578322383796549359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/possible-dystopian-novel-can-we-say.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5578322383796549359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5578322383796549359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/possible-dystopian-novel-can-we-say.html' title='A possible Dystopian-novel! Can we say clones?'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4RIxsluSzlA/TXMKVbT-3WI/AAAAAAAAAMI/u62IfKElzXQ/s72-c/Soul+Clone.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-1832187461342857569</id><published>2011-03-04T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:22:46.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Falling for History-Egypt" is now in book format on inkpop! And in desperate need of PICKS!</title><content type='html'>Yup, ya heard me. I'm well over enough 10k for me to post FFH-E in book format on inkpop! I got eight picks right off the back, and now they're dwindling down. :/ NEED PICKS! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rKM2Jvqm-y4/TWspQTXTnGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/eqUZH84xFzY/s1600/Falling+For+History-Egypt.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rKM2Jvqm-y4/TWspQTXTnGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/eqUZH84xFzY/s1600/Falling+For+History-Egypt.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I at least want to break the thousands. Because that's where I was with the short story format.&lt;br /&gt;Could you guys give me some help?&lt;br /&gt;I can't do any swaps right now, considering I'm pretty busy writing, and I have essay homework this weekend. (WOW homework, I never thought I would use that term again. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://inkpop.com/projects/96284/falling-for-history-egypt/"&gt;Falling for History-Egypt-- On Inpop.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really appreciate it! And I will pay you guys back however, when I can! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-1832187461342857569?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/1832187461342857569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/falling-for-history-egypt-is-now-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1832187461342857569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1832187461342857569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/falling-for-history-egypt-is-now-in.html' title='&quot;Falling for History-Egypt&quot; is now in book format on inkpop! And in desperate need of PICKS!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rKM2Jvqm-y4/TWspQTXTnGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/eqUZH84xFzY/s72-c/Falling+For+History-Egypt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-264798780664529543</id><published>2011-03-01T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:44:23.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What ya guys think? "Time With Seleste-Fate" book cover!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-IiH0KZODZDM/TW3lJlRmkkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kzxuIZjBPQE/s1600/TWS-F.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-IiH0KZODZDM/TW3lJlRmkkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kzxuIZjBPQE/s320/TWS-F.JPG" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hott off from Stoik Imagic. :D I have been prowling for MONTHS for pics on DA for a cover! And now I've finally found something I'm pretty happy with. :D I love how this girl actually looks like Lucy Hale a little. :) &lt;br /&gt;I'm not even close to start this book YET, I may wait until I have the second draft of "Destiny" (the first TWS book), written. But I may work a little on it here and there. So I wanted to have a book cover ready, even though I may or may not post it ANYWHERE on the internet. However, I may post an excerpt on inkpop, come to think of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Anyways, I'm pretty proud of this work, so far. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you guys think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also revamped the first TWS-D book cover too. So that the styles can relate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OzBaBBS-24s/TW3mseeMM0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/VeZpaqfNMeQ/s1600/TWS-DESTINY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OzBaBBS-24s/TW3mseeMM0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/VeZpaqfNMeQ/s320/TWS-DESTINY.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still REALLY proud of this one! I think it's one of my best works YET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I'm off for tonight...maybe. I have some math classes to do in the morning, Geometry. Eck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-264798780664529543?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/264798780664529543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-ya-guys-think-time-with-seleste.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/264798780664529543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/264798780664529543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-ya-guys-think-time-with-seleste.html' title='What ya guys think? &quot;Time With Seleste-Fate&quot; book cover!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-IiH0KZODZDM/TW3lJlRmkkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kzxuIZjBPQE/s72-c/TWS-F.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-7334281318733604405</id><published>2011-02-28T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:21:06.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you guys do me a favor? This concerns my best friend!</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/37995_151491694860986_100000004703867_472380_4567010_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/37995_151491694860986_100000004703867_472380_4567010_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashley J and Me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ Okay for those who could freak out over my titling &lt;em&gt;'Best Friend'.&lt;/em&gt; I have my &lt;em&gt;online&lt;/em&gt; best friends, and then I have my &lt;em&gt;at home&lt;/em&gt; best friends, who&amp;nbsp;I don't get to see much! (hint-hint &lt;strong&gt;ASHLEY&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I am just as equally close to my online and at home best friends actually. I tell just as much about myself and I also talk to them just as much. It's on equal bounds here! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl in this pic on my left, this is Ashley Jenkins. &amp;lt;3 Me at home bestie! We've known each other since we were like eleven! We met in bible school, and ever since then we've been like sisters! &lt;br /&gt;Remember this&amp;nbsp;Ashley? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ohmmmmmm."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*stand in a yoga stance and closes eyes*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We never made the full &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;M-O-S-E-S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in that basketball game did we??!&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;were all stuck with &lt;em&gt;"MMmm--"&lt;/em&gt; haha. That's how we roll, we aren't basketball cordinated okay! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, she has this blog...ya know? And she only has like&amp;nbsp;TWO followers! And she writes pretty meaningful blogs. I tear up on every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guys give her a follow for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUH-LEASE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thereandbackagainatalebyashleyjenkins.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2011-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;updated-max=2012-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Click here for Ashley's blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off to go write some I guess! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-7334281318733604405?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/7334281318733604405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-you-guys-do-me-favor-this-concerns.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7334281318733604405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/7334281318733604405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-you-guys-do-me-favor-this-concerns.html' title='Can you guys do me a favor? This concerns my best friend!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6472624163312693664</id><published>2011-02-27T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:40:19.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on "Falling for History-Egypt" XD Here's my discussion on it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DbGHOLRLrTs/TWseHIK5ymI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7r49U2qWAGA/s1600/Falling+For+History-Egypt.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DbGHOLRLrTs/TWseHIK5ymI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7r49U2qWAGA/s320/Falling+For+History-Egypt.JPG" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well I have been in a good "Falling for History-Egypt" mood lately. I have about 5k more words added this week, and I still have some to copy onto computer from my handy dandy notebook. I promise you guys, it's starting to get pretty friggin INTENSE. I'm adding new characters, ideas, and more plot. HUGE brainstorm last week and some this week, and now I know the main premise of this plot other than Bree falling back into time. And now I have finally decided to make this into a novel and not a short story! It'll be a short one, but I have companions coming its way shortly.&lt;br /&gt;Companions? You may ask...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have had these couple other twinkling ideas that can fall along with the whole "Falling for History" ideas. "&lt;em&gt;True Grit&lt;/em&gt;" is a HUGE inspriation for the next one after this one. Yes everyone, a YA western! Have you guys heard of a YA westen yet? Hmmm I haven't, maybe I'll be the first one! haha. Well my idea falls along the same lines of "Egypt", with a girl falls back in time, then gets kidnapped by bank robbing bandits, and she falls for one of the youngest ones. Yeah yeah yeah...still working on it! lol. It will be titled &lt;em&gt;"Falling for History-Ol'West"&lt;/em&gt; catchy enough?&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm kind of wanting to work on a victorian era one, but I'm still kind of ify on that one though. *shrugs* It'll come to me I guess. I have no idea really on it just yet. :/ But I do intend for this last one have a bit of a TWIST.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm faced with this decision, will I post all three of them as one project on inkpop? Because I aim for these to be a three for one deal. Like L. J. Smith's &lt;em&gt;"The Night World Novels"&lt;/em&gt; where three are into one book. I like that idea&amp;nbsp;A LOT, but I like showing off these book covers I'm making for each one. *shrugs* What do you guys thing I should do?&lt;br /&gt;Put all of the FFH's into one project on inkpop? Or should I post them seperately?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be nice if I can get all three of them in the top five together? That would be a SIGHT! Gives me thrill chills just thinking about it! lol. But before I even think about the top five, I want to get this story actually DONE first. lol. I would like to have the FULL manuscript ready for HC to read actually. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah guys...I have decided to post the WHOLE thing on inkpop! I'm going to go out on the ledge here like my friend Leigh Fallon, and post it fully on inkpop! Yes, I'm still nervous here about doing that. BUT, I feel like I should this time. :)&lt;br /&gt;Can I call on you guys to form a mob to attack whoever that might take my idea? If so leave a comment! LOL. XD We'll go guns ablazing and fire torches at their door! lol. This is coming from a west virginian here! I will do it with a hick rigged shot gun! LOL. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what do you guys think of my new book cover for FFH-E? I absolutely love it! It has a more of a Egyptian aura to it I think. With the whole yellowish haze to the picture and the egyptian eye. LOVE IT. I've got a brand spankin new picture program called "Stoik Imagic" the free version of it, and it's surprisingly AWESOME, so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, here's the info and link to "Falling for History-Egypt" on inkpop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DbGHOLRLrTs/TWseHIK5ymI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7r49U2qWAGA/s1600/Falling+For+History-Egypt.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DbGHOLRLrTs/TWseHIK5ymI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7r49U2qWAGA/s200/Falling+For+History-Egypt.JPG" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Falling For History - Egypt&lt;/div&gt;by &lt;a class="blue" href="http://inkpop.com/profile/875e67cb-b458-441f-8620-a265e0b2beeb/oxkris-tee-auhxo/" id="ctl00_cpLeftContent_BookHeader1_hlAuthor"&gt;oXKris-Tee-AuhXo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="black"&gt;ShortStory: Adventure, Historical Fiction, Romance, Science Fiction/Fantasy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearer0"&gt;&lt;!-- --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bree had no idea she would fall for the Egyptian Prince Chisisi. She also didn’t know she could travel back in time to meet him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearer0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;!-- --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bree Cuttingham went to Cairo Egypt on a gradational school field trip with her class. She runs upon a tablet about a unknown Prince that disappeared when he was nineteen— that strikes an interest in her, especially when she sees a necklace found alongside the tablet, a necklace identical to her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night when Bree is taken to her hotel, and was saying her goodnight to her new friend Shadi.&lt;br /&gt;The street she stood on begins to shake then opens up underneath her, swallowing her up into the darkness. Shadi yelling out her name in only a echo she could hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bree wakes up in the middle of the desert—moreover—a different time. Where she meets and falls desperately in love with an ancient Egyptian Prince named Chisisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn between staying with her true love in the ancient times, and finding someway to get back to her own time, where her family and friends live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which will she choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, will she be able to get back home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bree’s time traveling adventure will determine who is her one and only soul mate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inkpop.com/projects/75059/falling-for-history-egypt/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cleck here to read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hope you guys read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6472624163312693664?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6472624163312693664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/updates-on-falling-for-history-egypt-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6472624163312693664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6472624163312693664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/updates-on-falling-for-history-egypt-xd.html' title='Updates on &quot;Falling for History-Egypt&quot; XD Here&apos;s my discussion on it.'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DbGHOLRLrTs/TWseHIK5ymI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7r49U2qWAGA/s72-c/Falling+For+History-Egypt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6010289236617473454</id><published>2011-02-26T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T21:17:20.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80 more days until "Time With Seleste" 's first and my nineteenth birthday! Double the celebration?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Kquk-aOulGg/TWnauyVETHI/AAAAAAAAALs/NflLriRlnT0/s1600/TWS-DESTINY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Kquk-aOulGg/TWnauyVETHI/AAAAAAAAALs/NflLriRlnT0/s200/TWS-DESTINY.jpg" width="121" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In eighty days--almost seventy-nine in like ten minutes as I write this. :) It will be a year since I had the dream that inspired "Time With Seleste"! And surprisingly, it was on my eighteenth birthday! As I have said this in a VERY previous post in the summer or early fall. I think I'm going to qoute it a bit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t was May 17th 2010 &lt;strong&gt;(my eighteenth birthday to be exact)&lt;/strong&gt; I had tossed and turned that whole night. Something was bothering me... Then around six o'clock in the morning--I remember this because I looked up at the clock just before I went back to sleep. It was as if I was living this vision, it was that vivid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.campuscircle.com/film/125307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://www.campuscircle.com/film/125307.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joanna Garcia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Known for her role &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as "Cheyenne Hart"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the TV show "Reba"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm viewing from above at first, looking down on these two people. The girl was on the ground bleeding, while the boy was holding her listening intently to what she had to say. Then I'm snapped down to their perspective, I see the girl clearly she looked like the actress Joanna Garcia. The boy I couldn't see clearly, but I knew he was very good looking. Of course, this dream never indicated she was a time traveler though...that's something among a lot of other things I added. :D Then I was brought to another scene, viewed in her perspective. I was her! And I was beautiful like her as well &lt;strong&gt;(&amp;lt;-See Joanna Garcia to get what I mean).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(SPOILER coming up) &lt;/strong&gt;All these people including me are on a boat, and we're going somewhere--no we were running from something and boat was the only way to get away. I turn to the boy I just seen in the previous scene, and I hug him and whisper "I love you." And I focus in on a freckle that was on his neck. Then I turn and run off the deck into icy frigid water.&amp;nbsp;Total blackness in that point of view...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloguluflory.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/jackson-rathbone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://bloguluflory.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/jackson-rathbone.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jackson Rathbone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well knowingly as &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Jasper Hale"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;The Twilight Saga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm snapped into--unfortunately a guy's point of view. Eck. And come to my realization the guy looks like my cousin Josh &lt;strong&gt;(In my novel he remains Josh but I change his image to Jackson Rathbone and not my cousin.)&lt;/strong&gt; And he's talking about senseless things, you know how dreams gets. *rolls eyes* Another perspective was shifted to the boy who I name Darien in my novel. He's holding the girl in his arms, seemingly to be scared to death of her condition. She was drenching wet and pale, and when she comes to. They share a tiny passionate kiss, but Darien afterwards storms off angry at her for what she had done. The girl, all she was thinking was that Darien was safe. Because she knew if she didn't do what she did, he would have jumped in and not have came back at all. So she did something to save a guy she loved most. The dream ended there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0u704llPmos/TWnbRJrq2oI/AAAAAAAAALw/bBcgzC1Rnvo/s1600/SDC15393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0u704llPmos/TWnbRJrq2oI/AAAAAAAAALw/bBcgzC1Rnvo/s320/SDC15393.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^_^ I enjoyed typing up that post, because I love talking about how I came up with the idea of Time With Seleste--(TWS), I'm so proud of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Anyways, in eighty days-well seventy-nine now, I'll be celebrating my and TWS's birthday! I'm so excited! And hopefully I'll have the first draft wholly written by then, that is my goal by the way. And I also would like to have a good start on the second draft of it. :) Which I have already gotten a good revision/rewrite of the first chapter, more mystery and description. I'm working on cutting down on dialogue and have more description. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So far, part of that dream, like on the boat thing, I may not write that anymore. It don't really fit no more with the plot. But there will be a boat somewhere in the second book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;TWS, has grown a lot in this past year, just like a real&amp;nbsp;baby. :) I have learned so much, but still need to know more. TWS has went from a one shot novel, to a trilogy, and now finally a two part series, and possibly a novella about the past and background of the story. :) This story had grown, and I have along with it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;BUT, lately I haven't been feeling it. Like my muse has gone away, and I'm SO CLOSE to being finished! And I'm eager to start the second book, where it all gets INTENSE. Betrothals are broken out, fights to be begun, love conflictions, learning of the past, and a choice to be made to determine everyone's fate. I'm so EXCITED! I have so many ideas that it is getting pretty overwhelming! I can't keep up! So I'm sticking to main key scenes, and hopfully all of my other ideas I can't keep up with will jump in when needed.&amp;nbsp; :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well I thought I would blog about this tonight, considering I haven't blogged much lately, only little tibits here and there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;1 Peter 3:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6010289236617473454?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6010289236617473454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/80-more-days-until-time-with-seleste-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6010289236617473454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6010289236617473454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/80-more-days-until-time-with-seleste-s.html' title='80 more days until &quot;Time With Seleste&quot; &apos;s first and my nineteenth birthday! Double the celebration?'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Kquk-aOulGg/TWnauyVETHI/AAAAAAAAALs/NflLriRlnT0/s72-c/TWS-DESTINY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-2213091587462903364</id><published>2011-02-25T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T17:16:03.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm late, I'm late for a very important date! I'm late! I'm Late! I'm LATE! Awww missed them!!!</title><content type='html'>DUDE, I'm just like this very annoying rabbit! GAHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.lib.umn.edu/myee/architecture/Picture1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" l6="true" src="http://blog.lib.umn.edu/myee/architecture/Picture1.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay...this weekend was a mission's retreat called Cedar Lakes with my church's youth group. Well guess what? I missed my ride!&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess it's my fault...I didn't get the times right or something, or I switched the times with a previous trip. Gahhhh I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Well I JUST missed them, because they left like just after six, and I got there a few minutes afterwards. This is horrible! I'm VERY upset about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-2213091587462903364?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/2213091587462903364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-late-im-late-for-very-important-date.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/2213091587462903364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/2213091587462903364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-late-im-late-for-very-important-date.html' title='I&apos;m late, I&apos;m late for a very important date! I&apos;m late! I&apos;m Late! I&apos;m LATE! Awww missed them!!!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-9212967661257527534</id><published>2011-02-24T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:41:36.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight's BAAAACKKK! (my laptop)</title><content type='html'>YUP, I just got my laptop back tonight! UPS brought it about seven! And the funny thing was I just check the status of my laptop like two minutes before he showed up! haha. Speak of the devil! I haven't been in tuned with it lately, I got tired of the dissapointment of seeing that it was still in repair. :/ So yeah I ignored it for a few days and then BAM! It's here! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Well the problem with my laptop by what they said was, a corrupted software in the hardware. So the guy re-imaged the hard drive and reset it to factory setting (again). Now it runs like brand spankin new! SO FAR.&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't crashed...YET.&lt;br /&gt;So so far so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-9212967661257527534?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/9212967661257527534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/midnights-baaaackkk-my-laptop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/9212967661257527534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/9212967661257527534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/midnights-baaaackkk-my-laptop.html' title='Midnight&apos;s BAAAACKKK! (my laptop)'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-5368185218730037474</id><published>2011-02-19T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:10:27.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our beautiful real life Clary (Lily Collins) is now on twitter!</title><content type='html'>ya heard me! Lily has finally joined the twittering world! It's verified too! Just follow her @lilycollins easy enough? Eh? Lol go give her some love! Now we need to get our potential Jace Alex pettyfer on there! But we do have our other potential Jace Douglas Booth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-5368185218730037474?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/5368185218730037474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-beautiful-real-life-clary-lily.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5368185218730037474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/5368185218730037474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-beautiful-real-life-clary-lily.html' title='Our beautiful real life Clary (Lily Collins) is now on twitter!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-1013611505320611134</id><published>2011-02-18T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:25:35.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Possible contest being held soon on my blog! Who likes "Thirst" by Christopher Pike?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iSVQ35k8m-o/TA4Wfgx7TvI/AAAAAAAAC_g/UXi5savBjzY/s1600/thirst-no1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iSVQ35k8m-o/TA4Wfgx7TvI/AAAAAAAAC_g/UXi5savBjzY/s200/thirst-no1.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alisa has been in control of her urges for the five thousand years she has been a vampire. She feeds but does not kill, and she lives her life on the fringe to maintain her secret. But when her creator returns to hunt her, she must break her own rules in order to survive. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her quest leads her to Ray. He is the only person who can help her; he also has every reason to fear her. Alisa must get closer to him to ensure her immortality. But as she begins to fall in love with Ray, suddenly there is more at stake than her own life.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading level:&lt;/b&gt; Young Adult&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paperback:&lt;/b&gt; 624 pages &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publisher:&lt;/b&gt; Simon Pulse; Original edition (August 7, 2009) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Language:&lt;/b&gt; English&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have had this book for a while, and I can't seem to get into it. It is good though! Just not for me, I'm more for innocent YA books, and this one is a REALLY mature YA. &lt;br /&gt;So instead of this book lying around and not recieving any reading love, I'm going to be giving it away soon! I just need to figure out a way for a contest or drawing. I probably won't be doing it for a while, considering I don't have my laptop back. :/ I'd feel better when I get it back. Which by the way, it's off being repaired now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd give ya'lls a heads up!&lt;br /&gt;I have other books I will be giving away too! Like "Basilsk" "Hunted" "Dark Song" and "Stepford Wives." But I'm going to do this one at a time. :) I hate to have these books be unloved, especially when I don't care for them like they deserve. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love bloggers, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Who all is going to go see "I Am Number Four" this weekend? Raise your hand like this *raises hand* "I AM!" XD I'm going to go see Mr. Yum-Yum aka Alex Pettyfer. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-1013611505320611134?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/1013611505320611134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/possible-contest-being-held-soon-on-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1013611505320611134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/1013611505320611134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/possible-contest-being-held-soon-on-my.html' title='Possible contest being held soon on my blog! Who likes &quot;Thirst&quot; by Christopher Pike?'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iSVQ35k8m-o/TA4Wfgx7TvI/AAAAAAAAC_g/UXi5savBjzY/s72-c/thirst-no1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-6635033820460069979</id><published>2011-02-17T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T09:25:36.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUDE read this!</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inkpop.com/images/jacket/Inkpop_Jacket_2122011204143538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="http://www.inkpop.com/images/jacket/Inkpop_Jacket_2122011204143538.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inkpop.com/projects/89807/forsaken-angel/"&gt;http://www.inkpop.com/projects/89807/forsaken-angel/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;h1 class="blue"&gt;Forsaken Angel&lt;/h1&gt;by &lt;a class="blue" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/6ea3c2f6-5627-44bf-9e0c-4e89e60d0f64/untouchable-124/" id="ctl00_cpLeftContent_BookHeader1_hlAuthor"&gt;untouchable_124&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="black"&gt;Book: Adventure, Mystery, Romance, Humor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearer0"&gt;&lt;!-- --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two people. Two secrets. One fate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearer0"&gt;&lt;!-- --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fl top_10"&gt;Since 1945, Germany has been desolate and abandoned, due to extreme radioactivity from the nuclear bombing that ended the war in Europe. The country has been isolated for decades, until the scientists who have been studying the environment announce that the radioactive levels are low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dodgeville High student, Mary Blair, ends up joining others on the study program to Germany, a twist of fate permanently entwines her life with that of Will Gold, a sarcastic, mysterious boy with a secret he isn't willing to share. At first, it seems as if their situation is just a fluke, but it soon becomes apparent that that's not the case. The stakes are raised and their existence becomes the ultimate race for survival, but winning might be impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all...Will Gold isn't the only one with a secret. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean SERIOUSLY! Read this book! I'm like obsessed with it on inkpop. I'm on the notficational list, and I STILL constantly check in if she has updated! That's how obsessed I am!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons for you to check this baby out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Will Gold is a YUMMY, smart aleck (forgive my french but it fits him so well) &lt;em&gt;bastard&lt;/em&gt;! But as his last name mentions it, he has a heart of GOLD hidden somewhere deep. So deep you'll have to put up with his crap A LOT until you even get a glimpse of it! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;2: Mary is like an AWESOME character to read about, and you can find yourself relating to her. :)&lt;br /&gt;3: The plot will take you in an instant! Who wouldn't!? It's like "The Hunger Games" and "The Mortal Instruments" rolled together into one! It's that friggin AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean SERIOULY check this book out, you don't know what you're missing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-6635033820460069979?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/6635033820460069979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/dude-read-this.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6635033820460069979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/6635033820460069979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/dude-read-this.html' title='DUDE read this!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-8082839591091803300</id><published>2011-02-10T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T15:25:41.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well computer going bye-bye--for a while. :/</title><content type='html'>Well my laptop won't stop crashing now, and every program I open is tending to go "not responding" to the least little thing! Like typing into my Bing search engine? "NOT RESPONDING." Then I'll close it, well try to and then it crashes.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what it did today?&lt;br /&gt;It crashed yet again, and this time I could have aworn I smelled something burning! Then it went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I called Toshiba last night, and told them of my problem. They said they'll send me a box so I can send the computer back to them so they can repair it. But now I'm wondering even if they repair it, is it a lost cause? It's been doing this for so long, it may have done it's damage and done ruined my computer. I wouldn't be so worried, but now my Malmal is saying she doesn't have the money to get me another computer right now, (which she already done said she would). So I'm screwed!&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck using this ten year old Gateway desktop computer, that is slow as seven year's itch! And soooo outdated. And the keyboard is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, as I understood if they can't repair it, they're suppose to replace it. Considering it has always crashed and now it just can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH! I want a MAC sooooo badly! But I can't get one right now. Maybe I can when I get my FASFA check, I'm suppose to have extra money to get stuff, like computer, books, and supplies. So yeah I may be able to get it then. But that could be FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous to even open and save stuff on this computer, considering I have no idea if its got a virus or anything. It has the free version of AVG, and it says it's okay. But yeah you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in DEEP depression now.&lt;br /&gt;And I have a snow tubing weekend startibng tomorrow, and I never sleep on those trips. What am I going to do without a computer? I'm going to be BORED STIFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! The devil is really working on me this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-8082839591091803300?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/8082839591091803300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-computer-going-bye-bye-for-while.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8082839591091803300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/8082839591091803300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-computer-going-bye-bye-for-while.html' title='Well computer going bye-bye--for a while. :/'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-4616658412170358482</id><published>2011-02-08T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T18:21:32.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE my computer. &gt; _ &lt; Severely TICKED OFF!</title><content type='html'>Well here's my rant for today...it's surprisingly not about "The Mortal Instruments" or Alex Pettyfer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have a Toshiba L300 laptop, I got it July 2nd 2009. So that makes it how old? A year and seven months? Well it's ALWAYS had a tendency to crash, you know the blue screen of death? It did it three times when I first got it, then I "supposedly" found the reason why. Two virus programs working against each other. So yeahhhh I was living my happily ever after with my lappy I call &lt;em&gt;Midnight&lt;/em&gt;. Until well...these past two months. It started up the crashing AGAIN! Like every day or other day, just out of nowhere for no reason for it at all. So of course my first impression (which may be right) VIRUS! SO yeah I start freaking out for a bit there.&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I'm just TICKED OFF!&lt;br /&gt;I reset it to factory setting today, so I have been working on it ALL DAY. Reloading my virus program, which currently has me severely peeved with it taking THREE HOURS to download and take up all of my download allowance.&lt;br /&gt;I'm honestly just about to chuck this crappy computer out the window and go ahead to WalMart and buy me another one and the HECK with it! This thing has had it's worth I guess, I've probably gotten five years worth out of the year I've had it, considering I'm on it all the time. It's been through a rough journey with me, I take it EVERYWHERE I go. The paint on my "A" key has about worn off to prove it! lol.&lt;br /&gt;I think this computer was refurbished, which wasn't supposed to be, it was supposed be brand spankin new. But it has NEVER acted right, I should have sent it back to the factory for a replacement. BUT at the time I was in dire need of a computer and couldn't do without one. SO yeah I kept it regretfully. And the waranty on it will only over it when there is something mechanically wrong with it, not like computery wrong with it. :/ I should have read the little fine print, huh? I paid (well my Malmal paid) money for a three year waranty that's worthless in this case.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll EVER get another Toshiba, no matter how much people say they are good. I've had two, and they are crap. The other one that is my mom's, its fan doesn't work, so it gets EXTREMELY hot. So I'm not going to bother buying a laptop off the actual sites anymore, seems like the ones I get in a store (like WalMart) are better than the ones you build yourself. I've had more luck with them.&lt;br /&gt;I may go get me a Dell or HP. No Sony, because my cousin Samantha said hers kept crashing and lost all of her baby girl's pictures! So no.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHO, my BitDefender download is at 97% FINALLY! After three hours of groaning and cursing at this computer. So hopefully I can get Word downloaded again, and I'll get some writing done tonight. I'm in a Time With Seleste mood for once and THIS happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also before I go...has anyone been having syntax errors on facebook lately? I have! I can't do much of anything! It has let do stuff today but it comes back every now and then. Eck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology HATES me right now. If I wasn't so addicted and most of my social life is tied in through the Internet I would say "SCREW IT! I REPEL TECHNOLOGY AWAY FROM ME!" &lt;br /&gt;BUT, I can't. I'd go INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, off to move back into this computer. (For all the good it's going to do me, considering it's probably on it's last legs.) BIG pain in my KEESTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love, and I hope your computers aren't abusing you like mine is, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-4616658412170358482?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/4616658412170358482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hate-my-computer-severely-ticked-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4616658412170358482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4616658412170358482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hate-my-computer-severely-ticked-off.html' title='I HATE my computer. &gt; _ &lt; Severely TICKED OFF!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-4314271120299563658</id><published>2011-02-07T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T14:15:11.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex Pettyfer...getting a bit...OVERWHELMED? (I don't blame him!) Hunger Games added to his plate of offers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn2-b.examiner.com/sites/default/files/styles/large/hash/ee/f8/alex%20pettyfer_0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="259" src="http://cdn2-b.examiner.com/sites/default/files/styles/large/hash/ee/f8/alex%20pettyfer_0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay I'm starting to feel sorry for the boy. He's beginning to get A LOT on his plate these days. Three HUGE book to movie adaptions being thrown at him!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you heard me...THREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly (my favorite choice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Motal Intstruments-City of Bones-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Offered role as&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jace Wayland.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is still in negotiations with Screen Gems and Scott Stewart. Still hope! He will always be my number one Jace Wayland!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly (my second favorite choice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-offered role as&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Peeta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has been reportedly offered the role, and has "supposedly" read the books. I'm catching the vibe he doesn't care as much for this series than TMI. And he doesn't seem all that interested as well. But you never know. I think he would do Peeta justice, and I'm for it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Seventh Son-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;offered role as &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Timothy? (forgive me I'm not up on these books or rumored movie.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I honestly don't know nothing about these books (never heard of them)&amp;nbsp;or the movie. All I know is he'd be playing alongside Jeff Bridges. Starring with Jeff is BIG points with me, he's a well known actor and I'm a fan of him. SO I wouldn't blame Alex wanting to star with him. It would be an honor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT, the thing is about this speculative is STILL a RUMOR. Jeff, no director, producers, or company has said ANYTHING concrete on this movie or casting. It may not even be optioned as a movie for crying out loud! That's how sketchy this tib bit of news is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I feel for this guy. He has roles being thrown at him from left and right, and to me just thinking about accepting any of these offers would get overwhelming! Yes, this is AMAZING for being offered big timing roles, but also just think about it guys, anyway he goes at it, he'll disappoint fans if he turns down any of the roles. That would get depressing. By what I have heard, he likes all the offers, some may more than others. But coming down to deciding on taking any would be hard on him.&lt;br /&gt;I wish fans would stop bashing him about how he's playing coy and abusing this fans with these speculatives. He's only ONE guy for crying out loud! He can only do so much. Even if he is being offered a lot of money with these jobs, he will most likely will have to turn down at the &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; one of them. And God forbid it's not TMI, if it comes to &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;I won't hold it against him anymore. I wouldn't blame him for going for the best choice he thinks best.&lt;br /&gt;This boy has a lot on his plate at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame him when he turns any of these projects down! I will not hold it against him! I'm Team Alex all the way, I have been his fan for YEARS and I will still be after this! He's a sweet boy that's coming into fame really well. I look forward to any of his projects he's going to take on. I LOVE him that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's articles on this subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/the-hunger-games-in-national/is-alex-pettyfer-playing-coy-over-the-hunger-games-other-pending-projects"&gt;Is Alex Pettyfer playing coy with his fans?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/the-mortal-instrument-in-national/jace-casting-update-and-why-actors-consider-multiple-projects"&gt;Jace casting update, and why actors consider multiple projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted the first comment on each of these articles, if you guys are interest in more of my words. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GgfHPDaHqY/TVBqGBx4v-I/AAAAAAAAALk/CWA6ERH2yIg/s1600/normal_DerrickSantini%252520%25285%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GgfHPDaHqY/TVBqGBx4v-I/AAAAAAAAALk/CWA6ERH2yIg/s400/normal_DerrickSantini%252520%25285%2529.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;ANYWAYS, considering on the casting of Jace, as I have said before Alex will always be my first choice. But I do have someone in mind that has the potential of taking his place. lol. Douglas Booth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Me posty pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GgfHPDaHqY/TVBqCsKS1iI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZM0P3jliK-Q/s1600/normal_DerrickSantini%252520%25284%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GgfHPDaHqY/TVBqCsKS1iI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZM0P3jliK-Q/s400/normal_DerrickSantini%252520%25284%2529.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think he has the Jace aura, may not have the exact "look", I agree he doesn't really look like a Jace. But he is HOTT, and has a NICE pair of lips I wouldn't mind tasting. Yummy. *licks lips then blushes* I hate that fans are already bashing him, and he seems REALLY sweet and dedicated to his fans. I'd give him a chance! He may even play Jace even better than Alex! Who knows!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thinking on seeing if I can get a job in the future with examiner.com. LOL. I'm sooo up on all of this stuff, and I love writing up reports like they do. I think it would be my dream job! haha. Who thinks that I would be a good examiner.com reporter? Raise you hand like this *raises hand* "I do!" LOL. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*huggies* To everyone! I hope you guys enjoy my ranting blogs! I may just have to make a separate blog to rants about this stuff! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿With lots of love, Kristia S.&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;God Bless&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1 Peter 4:10&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/380163436526149563-4314271120299563658?l=xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/feeds/4314271120299563658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/alex-pettyfergetting-bitoverwhelmed-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4314271120299563658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/380163436526149563/posts/default/4314271120299563658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xokristeeauhox.blogspot.com/2011/02/alex-pettyfergetting-bitoverwhelmed-i.html' title='Alex Pettyfer...getting a bit...OVERWHELMED? (I don&apos;t blame him!) Hunger Games added to his plate of offers!'/><author><name>Kristia S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14910179104738906090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFuA5Z7VTmM/TfMVzjn8UVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/V5YvxOsEOCs/s220/SDC16539.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2GgfHPDaHqY/TVBqGBx4v-I/AAAAAAAAALk/CWA6ERH2yIg/s72-c/normal_DerrickSantini%252520%25285%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380163436526149563.post-613093541690543026</id><published>2011-02-06T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T20:39:19.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Time With Seleste-Destiny" Chapter 27 screen capture excerpt. Interested? 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