<?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-21477510</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:27:47.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who does not love God does not know God, for God is love</title><subtitle type='html'>1 John 4:8</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-116511681655561135</id><published>2006-12-02T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T19:33:36.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good xmas song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Grown - up Christmas List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;By Amy Grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Grown-up christmas list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I sat upon your knee;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wrote to youWith childhood fantasies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, I'm all grown-up now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And still need help somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(can you still help somehow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm not a child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But my heart still can dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So here's my lifelong wish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My grown-up christmas list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Not for myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But for a world in need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No more lives torn apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That wars would never start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(and wars would never start)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And time would heal all hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And everyone would have a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And right would always win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And love would never end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is my grown-up christmas list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As children we believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The grandest sight to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Was something lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wrapped beneath our tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(wrapped beneath the tree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well heaven surely knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That packages and bows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Can never heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A hurting human soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No more lives torn apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That wars would never start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And time would heal all hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And everyone would have a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And right would always win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And love would never end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is my grown-up christmas list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What is this illusion called the innocence of youth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(there'd be)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No more lives torn apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That wars would never start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And time would heal all hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And everyone would have a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And right would always win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And love would never end, oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is my grown-up christmas list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is my grown-up christmas list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-116511681655561135?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-116191016827012439</id><published>2006-10-26T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:49:28.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow new post</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted in a long long time, so I thought I should...so...yeah...haha, here are a few entertaining things to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GC8_eWDBWHc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GC8_eWDBWHc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes that is me pushing Riley around:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jx9szd8DK4k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jx9szd8DK4k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe I thought it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQ7gUm-Uqdw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQ7gUm-Uqdw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a fun trip, we must go again soon...even if it is getting cold out..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2qzy6ifVb4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2qzy6ifVb4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that one was for you anime fanatics...I'm not one, but meh, I thought it was well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=AFBXaPWeyNk"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=AFBXaPWeyNk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my friend Mario, I thought it was super cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo yeah, Hope that was entertaining, haha. ^^Enjoy^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-116191016827012439?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116191016827012439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=116191016827012439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/116191016827012439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/116191016827012439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow-new-post_26.html' title='wow new post'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115802728972768248</id><published>2006-09-11T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T19:14:49.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outsiders</title><content type='html'>Gotta love the outsiders!! Such a great book, movie sort of sucked, but whatever, it's all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NESQOEL6e9g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NESQOEL6e9g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3zNGSU-_Jo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3zNGSU-_Jo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115802728972768248?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115802728972768248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115802728972768248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115802728972768248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115802728972768248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/09/outsiders.html' title='The Outsiders'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115740050024828753</id><published>2006-09-04T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:08:20.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGOSH!!!! NOOOOOO!!!!!</title><content type='html'>R.I..P-Steve Irwin. Steve will be missed greatly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/adelaidenow/story/0,22606,20354248-5006301,00.html"&gt;http://www.news.com.au/adelaidenow/story/0,22606,20354248-5006301,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115740050024828753?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115740050024828753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115740050024828753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115740050024828753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115740050024828753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/09/omgosh-noooooo.html' title='OMGOSH!!!! NOOOOOO!!!!!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115663638870529278</id><published>2006-08-26T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T16:54:00.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did somebody say Jenica?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Go here and enter your name in the box, and get sloganized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are lots of mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Built Jenica tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Jenica All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach for the Jenica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've got the time, we've got the Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenica really satisfies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aahhh, Jenica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's DIFFERENT in a Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvin the mountie always gets his Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Jenica adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry? Why wait? Grab a Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Jenica is almost here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, your Jenica smells terrific!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the Jenica, feel the shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing comes between me and my Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a name like Jenica, it has to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Jenica. Great times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lipsmackin' Thirstquenchin' Acetastin' Motivatin' Goodbuzzin' Cooltalkin' Highwalkin' Fastlivin' Evergivin' Coolfizzin' Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break me off a piece of that Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the bright one, it's the right one, that's Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't book it, Jenica it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the Jenica of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there is a snack gap, Jenica fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always room for Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race for the Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jenica that refreshes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schhhh...you know Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Jenica, no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be vague. Ask for Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the best Jenica in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do it, when you Jenica it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't squeeze the Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's local Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get serious.Get Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm worth Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is Jenica and a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make fun of Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's favourite Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more than one way to eat a Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy of Jenica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noboday does it like Jenica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115663638870529278?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115663638870529278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115663638870529278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115663638870529278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115663638870529278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/08/did-somebody-say-jenica.html' title='Did somebody say Jenica?'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115605625016371066</id><published>2006-08-19T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:44:10.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk the Line</title><content type='html'>Ring of Fire&lt;br /&gt;By Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Burning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Makes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fiery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;By&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wild &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Burning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Flames&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Burning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Flames&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Taste&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hearts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; You&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Burning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Flames&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Burning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Flames&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Burns,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115605625016371066?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115605625016371066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115605625016371066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115605625016371066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115605625016371066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/08/walk-line.html' title='Walk the Line'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115588417748574051</id><published>2006-08-17T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T14:54:29.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the U.S</title><content type='html'>Things I have noticed about the United States, well the parts I went to...when I went on vacation there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It's beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;- the ocean is...HUGE!!&lt;br /&gt;- I saw...I think it was...14 GORGEOUS mustangs!!! (the car, not the horse)&lt;br /&gt;- their Burger King tastes A LOT better than ours&lt;br /&gt;- their servings of food are larger in restaurants&lt;br /&gt;mom- " Have you guys noticed all the fat kids with fat parents?"&lt;br /&gt;Jen- *says in a very patriotic american voice* "Only in America!"&lt;br /&gt;- they have a lot of Museums and art places&lt;br /&gt;- the people are more friendly&lt;br /&gt;- All their hummers are bright yellow&lt;br /&gt;*jenny stops to ponder*&lt;br /&gt;- it's easier to get into Canada than the United States&lt;br /&gt;- I found out NO Canadian beef is allowed into the US...eventhough we didn't have any with us...&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I'll add more stuff if I can think of more stuff...it's midnight...but I'm not tired bcuz I had COFFEE!!!.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, if you know me, I get the shakes...heeehee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115588417748574051?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115588417748574051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115588417748574051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115588417748574051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115588417748574051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/08/us.html' title='the U.S'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115576671711442518</id><published>2006-08-16T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T15:19:18.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Day!!</title><content type='html'>Well this was a funilyness day!! Sure that is a word...don't look at me in that tone of voice!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt;yes href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach7.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach6a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach6a.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach5c.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach5c.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach5a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach5a.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach4c.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach4c.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach4a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach4a.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach3c.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach3c.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach3b.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach3b.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach3a.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach3a.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach3.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach2b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach2b.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach2a.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach2a.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach1c.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach1c.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach1b.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach1b.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach1a.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach1a.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Beach2c.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Beach2c.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115576671711442518?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115576671711442518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115576671711442518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115576671711442518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115576671711442518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/08/beach-day_16.html' title='Beach Day!!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115526919635553500</id><published>2006-08-10T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:08:54.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^comics^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/kdrugs0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/kdrugs0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/toosick.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/toosick.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/superhero.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/superhero.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/rfreud.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/rfreud.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/wire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/wire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/chips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/chips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/guyvs.girl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/guyvs.girl.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/kcoffee0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/kcoffee0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/almost...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/almost...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/annoying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/annoying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/aliens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/aliens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/bread.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/bread.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/1135340213.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/1135340213.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, haven't posted anything for a long while...so here are a few good comics, excuse any bad language please. Thanks. LATER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115526919635553500?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115526919635553500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115526919635553500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115526919635553500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115526919635553500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/08/comics.html' title='^_^comics^_^'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115273843605626750</id><published>2006-07-12T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T14:07:16.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates! YARR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Pirates_Of_The_Caribbean_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Pirates_Of_The_Caribbean_c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/g-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/g-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/pirates_of_the_caribbean_2_movie_240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/pirates_of_the_caribbean_2_movie_240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arr maties, I saw Pirates of the Caribbean 2 on Friday, with Brad, Mr. Burrell, Britney, Ben, Shayla, Daniela, and Isabella. Much fun. It was a pretty good movie. I was very entertained, but I didn't like the ending. It leaves with such a cliffhanger! T.V shows should have cliffhangers, not movies, now I have to wait soo long for the next one to come out, to understand all of the second one..*sighs* but The second Pirates is twice as funny as the first! I swear, I laughed through most of it, and I only heard Isabella, and Daniela laughing with me, but hey it was hilarious! haha. Then Isabella, and Daniela sleptover, and we didn't get to sleep until like..3, because Daniela was trying to explain most of the movie to me and Bella, haha. Fun stuff. I do recommend this movie for all of ya! God Bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115273843605626750?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115273843605626750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115273843605626750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115273843605626750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115273843605626750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/07/pirates-yarr.html' title='Pirates! YARR!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115264862062497196</id><published>2006-07-11T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:10:20.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more tea 4 two pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Shayla2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Shayla2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Shay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Shay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Megs%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Megs%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Megs3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Megs3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Megs%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Megs%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Larissa%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Larissa%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Larissa%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Larissa%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Larissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Larissa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Megs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Megs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115264862062497196?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115264862062497196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115264862062497196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115264862062497196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115264862062497196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/07/more-tea-4-two-pics.html' title='more tea 4 two pics'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115248115798533436</id><published>2006-07-09T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T14:39:18.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea for Two photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/T42Danielle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/T42Danielle2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/T42Danielle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/T42Danielle1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/T42Chelsea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/T42Chelsea1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/T42Jenica4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/T42Jenica4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/T42Brittany1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/T42Brittany1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/T42Jenica5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/T42Jenica5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/T42Jenica1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/T42Jenica1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/T42jenica2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/T42jenica2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/T42Jenica3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/T42Jenica3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all so beautiful! Can't wait to do it all again!&lt;br /&gt;I'll post more pictures when I get them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115248115798533436?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115248115798533436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115248115798533436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115248115798533436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115248115798533436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/07/tea-for-two-photos.html' title='Tea for Two photos!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115222113216157769</id><published>2006-07-06T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T14:25:32.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast and Furious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/images.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/images.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/8CD2B693-A3EB-43B1-8FE8-294F1A9B09B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/8CD2B693-A3EB-43B1-8FE8-294F1A9B09B5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/td_drifting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/td_drifting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/160_fast_furious2_060614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/160_fast_furious2_060614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/tokyodriftps21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/tokyodriftps21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/2006_tokyo_drift_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/2006_tokyo_drift_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I haven't posted in a while...anyways, I saw the fast and the furious Tokyo Drift with Isabella, Daniela, Shayla, and Mel, and HOLY it was SO freakin' good!!!! I wasn't expecting it to be that great, bcuz like, the first 2 weren't the best, and I was expecting it to be like those...so why go you may ask? Bcuz I heard there was more mustangs in this one, haha. There was the hottest mustang near the end of the movie! *drools* and man, could those cars drift! Must say the characters were nice to look at too. Here some pictures! ^_^ Enjoy^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115222113216157769?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115222113216157769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115222113216157769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115222113216157769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115222113216157769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/07/fast-and-furious.html' title='Fast and Furious'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-115024348987457589</id><published>2006-06-13T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T17:04:49.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/burning-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/burning-heart.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;35 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;One of them, a lawyer, asked Him a question, testing Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;36&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Teacher, which is the great commandment in the Law?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;37&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And He said to him,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" `YOU SHALL LOVE THE LORD YOUR GOD WITH ALL YOUR HEART, AND WITH ALL YOUR SOUL, AND WITH ALL YOUR MIND.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;38&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"This is the great and foremost commandment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;39&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"The second is like it, `YOU SHALL LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR AS YOURSELF.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"On these two commandments depend the whole Law and the Prophets."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Matthew 22:35-40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and how do we love like this? By knowing He first loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We love, because He first loved us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1John 4:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-115024348987457589?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115024348987457589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=115024348987457589' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115024348987457589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/115024348987457589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/06/35-one-of-them-lawyer-asked-him.html' title=''/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114878178438775146</id><published>2006-05-27T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T19:30:47.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Christian Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/img1_54.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/img1_54.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/FAMILY-FORCE-LOGO-GLASS-bla.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/FAMILY-FORCE-LOGO-GLASS-bla.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family Force 5 Love Addict Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hold up, wait a minute, put a little love in it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Doctor, Doctor, Ive got an emergency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;It seems I'm head over heels, a case of L-O-V-E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;It's like I'm glowing inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yeah, a light I can't hide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And if this feeling is bad then I don't wanna be right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;What I've got in my soul gives me the highest delight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Oh yeah it's better than drugs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;In fact it's sent from above, huh huh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hold up, wait a minute, put a little love in it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hey, Can't kick the habit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yeah, I got to have it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yeah, I 'm what they call a Love addict, Love addict &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hey, can't live without it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yeah, G'on shout about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hey, I'm a symptomatic Love addict, Love addict &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Need a refill cause I just can't get enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I've got a fever, oh yeah, and the prescription's love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;So lay the truth on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Cause that is all that I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hold up, wait a minute, put a little love in it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hey, Can't kick the habit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yeah, I got to have it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yeah, I 'm what they call a Love addict, Love addict &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hey, can't live without it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yeah, G'on shout about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hey, I'm a symptomatic Love addict, Love addict &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm blessed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I must confess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;My heart is pounding in my chest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Cause this love's the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm just a love addict &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Coming down with something outrageous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Lookout now cause it so contagious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;This feeling's got me reeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;So amped up that I hit the ceiling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Gotta clear my throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Huh huh, now I gotta have some more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hold up, wait a minute, put a little love in it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(Chorus) x 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Such an addicting song...hence addict in the name. haha. Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114878178438775146?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114878178438775146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114878178438775146' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114878178438775146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114878178438775146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-christian-band.html' title='New Christian Band'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114843216664862089</id><published>2006-05-23T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T16:58:03.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, got back from camping yesterday. It was EXTREMELY fun! Tons of memories now. Here are a few highlights from the trip (yes Chels, kinda copied you a bit. heehee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Car ride to Mt.Currie with Leana and Chels, with the re-mix of Old McDonald had a farm, and BINGO. Also I think all out songs were pretty darn awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chelsea and I running into the door at Starbucks...quite hard too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me, Chels, and Shay's talk the first night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The almost World War 3 between the girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chels and me's all nighter...almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chelsea eating a paintball...that was good and mean Jordan and Ferdi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Dirt Sled! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saving people's lives, as well as them saving mine on the hike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hurting my ankle(it swelled up and I couldn't walk on it or I got dizzy) it's all good now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Rockstar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Capture the flag in the forest. (with Chels still playing after it was over)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The apparently disturbing sight seen by Chelsea and Daniella. Brandon V, you have scarred them for life. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The pizza place!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seeing Brandon P with my hat that said Princess...very sexy.;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Playing soccer with Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Playing soccer with Brandon P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trevor's girly laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The baby bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The domino effect on the hike. (Tyler falling...fell into me...I swung around a tree hanging on for dear life, Tyler then falling into Yumi, Yumi fell into Trevor, Tyler finally stopped, a boulder came down and hit Daniella, Daniella blacked out) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me winning the card games when on the mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Campfires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Riley's burns for me...have to admit those were good "Fat log" and "Trash"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stealing Riley's hat for punching my injured ankle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the Trampoline movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Car ride home with Leana, Chels, Jordan, and half way Trev, and half way Paul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seeing Yumi and Trev hike, or should I say dance down the mountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the many chats with everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tenting with Susie and Yumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kristina falling off the trampoline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paul's card tricks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trev beating me at speed every flippin' time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Riley's nose flaring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ferdi hitting Paul during the juicy fruit song&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Filming Kung Fu Trampoline moves with Riley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anthony daring himself to step in horse poo, and actually doing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Itchy Man Butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Comet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The crazy snoring people in the girls, aka "Lawn-mowers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trevor's snoring from a few tents away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me and Trev's fight with our audience of one, Brandon P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Riley yelling, "It's a girl! It's a girl!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shay's experiment with the clothespin and Riley's laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trev's webbed feet, and Chels taking a picture with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our pancakes with butter and no syrup....mmm....*blah!* lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holy there are SO MANY! If any of you remember of any more please tell me, and I'll put them up. That's a lot right there, I'll mention more when I get pictures to post up. So until then. Buh-bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114843216664862089?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114843216664862089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114843216664862089' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114843216664862089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114843216664862089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/05/camping.html' title='CAMPING'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114747800149592689</id><published>2006-05-12T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T13:03:28.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are mine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/prettyhearts.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/prettyhearts.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It doesn't take much for my heart to break&lt;br /&gt;You have done it for what seems a millionth time&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I hear of your saving grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/sparklove.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/sparklove.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how you gave your life in exchange for mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why you even love me&lt;br /&gt;and why you ever chose to call me child&lt;br /&gt;and I remember just by your sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;I can say that I am yours and you are mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't take much for me to shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;You have done so many things to make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i think all that i've done wrong&lt;br /&gt;And everything you have done TO make it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't take much for my heart to break&lt;br /&gt;You have done it for what seems a millionth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why you even love me&lt;br /&gt;And why you ever chose to call me child&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why you even love me&lt;br /&gt;And why you ever chose to call me child&lt;br /&gt;And I remember its by your sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that I am yours and you are mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/prettyhearts.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/prettyhearts.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(By:Third Day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114747800149592689?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114747800149592689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114747800149592689' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114747800149592689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114747800149592689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-are-mine.html' title='You are mine!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114714401921145866</id><published>2006-05-08T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T20:06:59.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody's THAT stupid....are they?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Fun%20Trip%20(27).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Fun%20Trip%20%2827%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual thing said on actual products...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Myer hairdryer&gt;&gt;"Do not use while sleeping".&gt; &gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(darn that the only time I can do it!...is that even possible? lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bag of Chips&gt; &gt;You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details  inside.&gt; &gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; (A shoplifter special?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bar of Palmolive soap&gt; &gt;"Directions: Use like regular soap".&gt; &gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(how else would you use it...??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some frozen dinners &gt; &gt;"Serving suggestion:Defrost".&gt; &gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Just a suggestion though guys...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nanna's Tiramisu dessert&gt; &gt;(printed on bottom):&gt; &gt;"Do not turn upside down".&gt; &gt;  &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(It's a bit late then isn't it??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Marks &amp; Spencer Bread Pudding &gt; &gt;"Product will be hot after heating".&gt; &gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well I'd hope so!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On packaging for a K-Mart iron &gt; &gt;"Do not iron clothes on body".&gt; &gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Darn!.. But it saves time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Boot's Children Cough Medicine &gt; &gt;"Do not drive a car or operate machinery after taking this medication".&gt; &gt;  &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(oh my! I better tell my children not to drive that forklift anymore!..not that I have children..ahem..lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nytol Sleep Aid &gt; &gt;"Warning: May cause drowsiness".&gt; &gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Isn't that the point??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On most brands of Christmas lights &gt; &gt;"For indoor or outdoor use only".&gt; &gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Where else could you put them?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Japanese food processor &gt; &gt;"Not to be used for the other use.".&gt; &gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Somebody help me on this...I'm a bit curious...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nobby's peanuts:&gt; &gt;"Warning: contains nuts".&gt; &gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(haha, really?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an American Airlines packet of nuts &gt; &gt;"Instructions: Open packet, eat nuts".&gt; &gt;  &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(I thought those Americans were dumb, but seriously! j/k!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a child's superman costume &gt; &gt;"Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly". &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(way to kill a child's hopes...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why women can't put mascara on with their mouths closed?&lt;br /&gt;(actually I think I proved that one wrong...it's just messy if you do, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you don't ever see the headline: "Psychic wins lottery"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why "abbreviated" is such a long word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doctors call what they do a "practice"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you have to click on "start" to stop windows98?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why lemon juice is made with artificial flavor, while dishwashing liquid is made with real lemons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the man who invests all your money is called a "broker"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why there isn't mouse-flavoured cat food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who actually tastes dog food when it has a "new&amp;improvd" flavour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Noah didn't swat those two mosquitoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they sterlize the needle for lethal injection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they don't make the whole plane out of the material used for the indestructible black box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why sheep don't shrink when it rains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they are called a-part-ments when they are all stuck together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they call the airport "the terminal" if flying is so safe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(the random picture of me has nothing to do with the random things put on here...it's just hot isn't it?...lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114714401921145866?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114714401921145866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114714401921145866' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114714401921145866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114714401921145866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/05/nobodys-that-stupidare-they.html' title='nobody&apos;s THAT stupid....are they?'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114592967127746596</id><published>2006-04-24T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:47:51.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Vs. Prison!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IN PRISON you spend the majority of your time in an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/working.2.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/working.2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8X10 cell&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT WORK you spend most of your time in a 6X8 cubicle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IN PRISON you get three meals a day (free).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT WORK you only get a break for one meal and you have to pay for it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IN PRISON you get time off for good behavior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/working2.0.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/working2.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT WORK you get rewarded for good behavior with more WORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IN PRISON a guard locks and unlocks the doors for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT WORK you must carry around a security card and unlock all the doors yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IN PRISON you can watch TV and play games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT WORK you get fired for watching TV and playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IN PRISON you get your own toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/prison1.0.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/prison1.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT WORK you have to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IN PRISON they allow your family and friends to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT WORK you can not even speak to your family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IN PRISON all expenses are paid by taxpayers with no work at all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/prison2.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="39" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/prison2.gif" width="47" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT WORK you get to pay all the expenses to go to work and then they deduct taxes from your salary to pay for the prisoners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IN PRISON you spend most of your life looking through the bars from the inside wanting to get out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/working3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/working3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT WORK you spend most of your time wanting to get out and go inside bars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114592967127746596?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114592967127746596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114592967127746596' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114592967127746596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114592967127746596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/04/work-vs-prison.html' title='Work Vs. Prison!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114513909744668128</id><published>2006-04-15T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:09:57.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's logic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/h-hitfirst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/h-hitfirst.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A college student was in a philosophy class which had a discussion about God's existence. The professor presented the following logic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class heard God?"&lt;br /&gt;Nobody spoke.&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class touched God?"&lt;br /&gt;Again, nobody spoke.&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class seen God?"&lt;br /&gt;When nobody spoke for the third time, he simply stated, "Then there is no God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One student thought for a second, and then asked for permission to reply. Curious to hear this bold student's response, the professor granted it, and the student stood up and asked the following questions of his classmates:&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class heard our professor's brain?"&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class touched our professor's brain?"&lt;br /&gt;Absolute silence.&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class seen our professor's brain?"&lt;br /&gt;When nobody in the class dared to speak, the student concluded, "Then, according to our professor's logic, it must be true that our professor has no brain!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another story....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young woman teacher with obvious liberal tendencies explains to her class of small children that she is an atheist. She asks her class if they are atheists too. Not really knowing what atheism is but wanting to be like their teacher, their hands explode into the air like fleshy fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;There is, however, one exception. A beautiful girl named Lucy has not gone along with the crowd. The teacher asks her why she has decided to be different. "Because I'm not an atheist."&lt;br /&gt;Then, asks the teacher, what are you?&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a Christian." says Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher is a little perturbed now, her face slightly red. She asks Lucy why she is a Christian. "Well, I was brought up knowing and loving Jesus. My mom is a Christian, and my dad is a Christian, so I am a Christian."&lt;br /&gt;The teacher is now agitated. "That's no reason," she says forcefully. "What if your mom was a moron, and your dad was a moron. What would you be then?"&lt;br /&gt;A pause, and a smile. "Then," says Lucy, "I'd be an atheist."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114513909744668128?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114513909744668128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114513909744668128' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114513909744668128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114513909744668128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-logic.html' title='It&apos;s logic.'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114452966200058880</id><published>2006-04-08T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T13:54:22.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE FREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/switcharoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/switcharoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak..."I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Just some old birds," came the reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered. "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much?" the pastor asked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse.. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much?" He asked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears, and your life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, "DONE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then He paid the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've heard this story before, but it's so cool, had to post it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;God Bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Luv ya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;~Jenica~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114452966200058880?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114452966200058880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114452966200058880' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114452966200058880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114452966200058880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-are-free.html' title='WE ARE FREE!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114402364073884980</id><published>2006-04-02T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T17:20:40.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I gunna be that geeky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Fun%20Trip%20(92).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Fun%20Trip%20%2892%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So I go to church today,&lt;br /&gt;...like every Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;and my sister says "YES! Susana is here!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm like"...uhh...Farrah? She always comes, she is the pastors wife. haha."&lt;br /&gt;Then my sis says, "but she brought the dresses today, you get to try yours on."&lt;br /&gt;I'm like".....what?"&lt;br /&gt;My sis says, "yeah for the fashion show. First you are going to dress like a poor person, then you are coming out in the end and wear a fancy one."&lt;br /&gt;I'm like "ummm....ok." (I knew I was gunna be a model, but that was before I knew what these dresses looked like)&lt;br /&gt;So me and my sis go get the dresses outta one of the pastors cars.&lt;br /&gt;Then I say "...ewww...ahh! Which one is mine??" (you see the theme of this fashion show is the 1930's...I'm glad I didn't live back then, I wouldn't like any of the clothes, haha)&lt;br /&gt;So long story short, I go to try on this...dress.&lt;br /&gt;It was tight, well it really clings!&lt;br /&gt;and it's white - almost clear, and had large black &amp;amp; white striped bows&lt;br /&gt;..it's wouldn't be that bad if it wasn't See-through!&lt;br /&gt;No way I'm gunna model a see-through clingy dress.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I got laughed at...thanks Chelsea. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw the other girls dresses....HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Mine at least has cool colors...black and white (yes, those are colors)&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea, yours was peach, and too low in front, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;Britney, yours didn't look too bad considering the dress,&lt;br /&gt;Larissa...yours looked like Pajamas, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Man this thing is gunna be fun...I am afraid to see what my "poor outfit" is gunna look like.&lt;br /&gt;*somebody help me!* lol&lt;br /&gt;Shayla, beware! I saw yours! ...*points and laughs at you*&lt;br /&gt;And on top of this we are all gunna be wearing HUGE hats!&lt;br /&gt;This is gunna be quite interesting.... I'll bet I look geeky like in the pic...I gotta go hide now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114402364073884980?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114402364073884980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114402364073884980' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114402364073884980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114402364073884980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/04/am-i-gunna-be-that-geeky.html' title='Am I gunna be that geeky?'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114360041995052073</id><published>2006-03-28T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:46:59.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWZERS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/storm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wow, my dad heard this story(true by the way), and told me, and I thought it was so awesome, I'd share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There was this church, and the pastor was preaching. Then the pastor asked this 75 year old man to speak a few words to the congregation. So the old man got up and said he wanted to tell everyone a story. Before he started he looked out at the congregation and noticed these two boys who weren't paying attention to any of the service. Once the old man started the story he noticed that the two boys were finally paying attention. He told a story of a man, who was in the fishing business. The father, son, and the son's unsaved friend(the father and son were born again Christians) all went on the father's boat for a ride. So they were on the Pacific Ocean, when this storm started. The storm got really bad, the waves were huge, and the three of them couldn't get back to land. They lost control of the ship, and the ship turned over, tossing them all into the ocean. The father got onto a part of the drifting boat, and found a lifeline. He looked up to see his son in one part of water, and the sons friend in one other part of the water. The father had one lifeline, and only a few seconds to throw it to just one of the boys in the water. The father cried out, " I love you son!" and threw the lifeline to the unsaved friend. The father and the unsaved friend made it, but the son died. The old man said that this story gives him just a glimpse of how God gave His pecious son's life, for me. The old man then sat back down, and the pastor came back and finished his sermon. Next, the pastor gave an alter call, but no one responded. After the service, the two boys who only payed attention to the story came up to the old man. They said, " That's quite the story." The old man replied, "Yes it is." The boys said, " But it's unrealistic. That wouldn't really happen, would it? No one would really do that. The story can't be true, is it?" The old man said, " Well actually, I know this story is true because I was the father, and the pastor of this church was the unsaved friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;God Bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;~*Jenica*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114360041995052073?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114360041995052073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114360041995052073' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114360041995052073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114360041995052073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/03/wowzers.html' title='WOWZERS!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114316080038389222</id><published>2006-03-23T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T15:54:55.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not kill, but spread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/img008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/400/img008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Spread%20it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/400/Spread%20it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114316080038389222?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114316080038389222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114316080038389222' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114316080038389222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114316080038389222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/03/not-kill-but-spread.html' title='Not kill, but spread'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114229268134298822</id><published>2006-03-13T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T15:32:38.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are from the 90's when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/beautiful%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/beautiful%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lemme tell you about how I became the "The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air", you knew the whole song by heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You remember the day Kurt Cobain, Tu Pac, River Pheonix, and Selena died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...So as I sit here reading my collection "Goosebumps",as they fall apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You ponder why Smurfette was the only female smurf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Find that plastic cartoon lunch box you took to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Remember the craze then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The socks you wore over leggings scrunched down and you felt stylish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the summers you got injured on a Slip 'n' Slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fight the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence...not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How Rude!" Stephanie Tanner from "Full House"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have probably forgotten when it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will beat you in a game of "Where in the world is Carmen San Diego?",Then we could watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the new Beanie Babies are sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought Brain from 'Pinkey and the Brain' would finally take over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And recognize that Kimberly, The pink ranger, And Tommy, the green ranger, Were meant to be together.Remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would turn the channel to the the ORIGINAL Care Bears, My Little Pony, And Ninja Turtles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You played and or collected "Pogs"....you traded for slammers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tamagotchi, GigaPet or Nano you brought everywhere, and the death of them was an end of a world in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom boxes vs. cd players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dance obsession with the Macarena,and know it by heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You needed gel pens to write, nothing else would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear those stick on earings, not only on your ears, but at the corners of your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use to love playing with your MY Little Pet Shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You yearned to be part of the Baby-Sitters club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Dressup, Fred Penner, Sharon Lois and Bram, and Under the Umbrella Tree... the glory days of tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wore a ponytail on the side of your head and had scrunchies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lego... enough said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no question that "all dogs go to heaven"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember the craze then the banning of yo-yo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still suspicious of Ferbys... "ahh ahh...yummmmmm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You collected pokemon cards. but crazy bones were for babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you laughed at steve urkle and oggled at stephon urkel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to pretend to be a MIGHTY MORPHIN Power Ranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;markers had fruit smells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man!?! you got glow-in-the-dark nutty putty!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you played computer games that came on big square discs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you had a favorite anamaniac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Remember? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You swung and jumped over a hoop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hum the theme tune from Thomas the Tank Engine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember New Kids on The Block when they were cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spice girls when they were "cool".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you love the 90's&lt;br /&gt;"So then why don't you marry it!"&lt;br /&gt;"Pfft, whatever "&lt;br /&gt;"Talk to the hand because the face isn't listening"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Those were the days...remember? haha! No, the picture has nothing to do with the post. Shayla took it, and I thought I'd make her feel special by putting it up. Ain't I nice? heehee. God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;*~Jenica~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114229268134298822?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114229268134298822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114229268134298822' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114229268134298822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114229268134298822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-know-you-are-from-90s-when.html' title='You know you are from the 90&apos;s when...'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114194507099930937</id><published>2006-03-09T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:57:51.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To live is Christ, to die is gain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Passion%20for%20you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/Passion%20for%20you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;19.For I know that this will turn our for my deliverance through your prayer and the supply of the Spirit of Jesus Christ, 20.according to my earnest expectation and hope that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but with all boldness, as always, so now also Christ will be magnified in my body, whether by life or by death. 21. For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Phillipians 1:19-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's fabulous that you would die for God, I challenge you to live for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;12. Not that I have already attained or am already perfected; but I press on, that I may lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus has laid hold of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Philippians 3:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114194507099930937?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114194507099930937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114194507099930937' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114194507099930937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114194507099930937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-live-is-christ-to-die-is-gain.html' title='To live is Christ, to die is gain.'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114187174908691502</id><published>2006-03-08T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T18:35:49.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/mac"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/mac%27ngang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Did you think you were immune to this&lt;br /&gt;Did you think you could escape without infection&lt;br /&gt;You do all you're able to resist&lt;br /&gt;Just to avoid the danger of rejection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory warns you of the past&lt;br /&gt;When it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think your life is shattered&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way to be fixed again&lt;br /&gt;Love heals your heart&lt;br /&gt;At a time you least expected&lt;br /&gt;You're alive like you have never been&lt;br /&gt;Love heals your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has a wall to climb&lt;br /&gt;That was built to guard the pain that holds them captive&lt;br /&gt;Every smile that they would hide behind&lt;br /&gt;Will try to mask the hurt beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;How we're trapped inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(Love Heals Your Heart:Third Day )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who doesn't love Third Day? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;God Bless, love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Jenica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114187174908691502?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114187174908691502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114187174908691502' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114187174908691502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114187174908691502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/03/did-you-think-you-were-immune-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114136353532348239</id><published>2006-03-02T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:41:12.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A dragonfly has a lifespan of 24 hours.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(instead of have a good day, it's have a good life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A duck's quack doesn't echo, and no one knows why.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(that's kinda creepy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;101 Dalmatians and Peter Pan (Wendy) are the only two Disney cartoon features with both parents that are present and don't die throughout the movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(they are the only two?!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A company in Taiwan makes dinnerware out of wheat, so you can eat your plate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(no more washing dishes, we should get that in Canada)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A giraffe can clean its ears with its 21-inch tongue.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(mmm waxy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A male emperor moth can smell a female emperor moth up to 7 miles away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(must have pretty big nostrils) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;A goldfish has a memory span of three seconds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sounds like me before a test)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A pregnant goldfish is called a twit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(lol, you twit, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A Saudi Arabian woman can get a divorce if her husband doesn't give her coffee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(let's move there ladies, Starbucks here we come!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A shark can detect one part of blood in 100 million parts of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(mmm blood!*drools*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A sneeze travels out your mouth at over 100 m.p.h.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(man, you could break a rib, no seriously, you can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A toothpick is the object most often choked on by Americans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(lol, those Americans) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;All porcupines float in water.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Quick! get me a porcupine!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.(I know some people like that...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;According to a British law passed in 1845, attempting to commit suicide was a capital offense. Offenders could be hanged for trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.(ummm...the point of that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;An average person laughs about 15 times a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(hahhaa, let me count, that was the 96.543 time I laughed today...I'm not average) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Armadillos are the only animal besides humans that can get leprosy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.(poor things.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Babies are born without knee caps. They don't appear until the child reaches 2-6 years of age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(no wonder they wobble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cat's urine glows under a blacklight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Oooo cool...what' s in it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Chewing gum while peeling onions will keep you from crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.(the secret to life's mystery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Clans of long ago that wanted to get rid of their unwanted people without killing them use to burn their houses down - hence the expression "to get fired."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(is that where burn baby burn came from?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dolphins sleep with one eye open.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(so does my mom , what's your point?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Donald Duck comics were banned from Finland because he doesn't wear pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(they're quacked) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Your stomach has to produce a new layer of mucus every two weeks otherwise it will digest itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.(is that why some people are so skinny?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;When opossums are playing 'possum, they are not "playing." They actually pass out from sheer terror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.(cowards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;When snakes are born with two heads, they fight each other for food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.(and they say two heads are better than one...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To escape the grip of a crocodile's jaws, push your thumbs into its eyeballs -- it will let you go instantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(my sister says if anyone's bugging you to poke them in the eye..hence her red eye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The phrase "rule of thumb" is derived from an old English law which stated that you couldn't beat your wife with anything wider than your thumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.(wife beater! Aren't some knives that thin?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The housefly hums in the middle octave, key of F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(even flies can sing bettet than me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The electric chair was invented by a dentist.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(I think I'll suck up to my dentist from now on...did you know that dentists are the most likely to commit suicide? What's with them and death?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all learned something from my great knowledge source, thus closes Jenny's class for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114136353532348239?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114136353532348239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114136353532348239' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114136353532348239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114136353532348239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/03/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know?'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114075418980369326</id><published>2006-02-23T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T20:09:49.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams Can Mean Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/hiding.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/400/hiding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, I had this dream a couple nights ago, and I thought I would share it with y'all. Well, it started off, where I was at school(which was really a mall). It was lunch hour, and I was just walking around with a few of my friends. I was eating a chocolate bar and had to throw the wrapper away. I went over to the garbage can, and found someone hiding in there. Apparently the new "cool" thing to do was hide, and hang out in garbage cans. I thought this was dumb, and started getting people out of the garbage cans, convincing them it wasn't cool. I came to one of my guy friends and he said he would like to get out, but he was stuck. So I helped him out and then he was all happy. Then I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of course I thought this was one of the weirdest dreams I could have had, and as I said wow, that was just weird. I heard God say this, Jenica? I say Yes Father? He says, You, Jenica, are going to get people out of the junk of this world. You'll get people out of the garbage that's in their lives. I say, woah, that's so cool. Love You God. He says, Love you too, My child. Then I went back to sleep, well tried to. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe we are all called to get the people of this world outta all the junk the devil puts in their lives. So let's get to it.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114075418980369326?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114075418980369326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114075418980369326' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114075418980369326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114075418980369326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/02/dreams-can-mean-something.html' title='Dreams Can Mean Something'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114049795636336744</id><published>2006-02-20T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T20:59:16.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God will get you through it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/C026MP.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/400/C026MP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;God will get you through things in incredible ways. Like with Moses how his mother had to hide him for 3 months, then put him in an ark of bulrushes, and then laid him in the reeds. God watched out for him, The Pharaoh's daughter took him, and sent for a wetnurse, who was none other than the boy's mother. How cool is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; 5. Let your conduct be without covetousness; be content with such things as you have. For He Himself has said,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I will never leave you nor forsake you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6.So we may boldly say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;    " The Lord is my helper;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;       I will not fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;       What can man do to me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hebrews 13:5&amp;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When times get though, and we think it can't get any worse, God helps us through, and overcome them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7. Though I walk in the midst of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;     trouble, You will revive me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;     You will stretch out Your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;     Against my enemies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;     And Your right hand will save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8. The Lord will perfect that which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;     concerns me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;     Your mercy, O Lord, endures forever;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;     Do not forsake the works of Your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Psalm 138:7&amp;amp;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Even if it's just a concern, God will solve it. Why worry? Just give it all to Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Love you all. God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114049795636336744?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114049795636336744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114049795636336744' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114049795636336744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114049795636336744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/02/god-will-get-you-through-it.html' title='God will get you through it!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-114005242918769235</id><published>2006-02-15T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T17:24:53.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shirts I likes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/socialhazard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/socialhazard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/smokeorno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/smokeorno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Rockon!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/Rockon%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/REBEL!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/REBEL%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Rapture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/Rapture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/now%20here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/now%20here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/noconforming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/noconforming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Middleman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/Middleman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/lolwhatlol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/lolwhatlol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/LiveforHim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/LiveforHim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/life=mission.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/life%3Dmission.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/hookedonJesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/hookedonJesus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/hooked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/hooked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/HeSaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/HeSaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/He"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/He%27s%20risen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/hell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/hell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Hegaveit4u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/Hegaveit4u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/faithnotsight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/faithnotsight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Drinkitup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/Drinkitup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/deadtosin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/deadtosin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/CFL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/CFL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Caution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/Caution.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/BIGstick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/BIGstick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/beforeafter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/beforeafter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/Armyoftheone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/Armyoftheone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/1%203=4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/200/1%203%3D4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ooo I found these uber cool shirts! I wanna order them all...eventhough some look guyish...I'll buy them for my guy friends. hehe. Odering involves money though...any offers? If not...my birthday is December 9th, buy me one of these. haha. There's a lot of them, so enjoy my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-114005242918769235?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114005242918769235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=114005242918769235' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114005242918769235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/114005242918769235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/02/shirts-i-likes.html' title='Shirts I likes!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-113953470762374580</id><published>2006-02-09T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:26:16.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Will It Be Like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/air_glory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/air_glory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel&lt;br /&gt;Will I dance for you Jesus or in awe of you be still&lt;br /&gt;Will I stand in your presence or to my knees will I fall&lt;br /&gt;Will I sing hallelujah, will I be able to speak at all&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;(Mercy Me-I can only imagine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-113953470762374580?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113953470762374580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=113953470762374580' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113953470762374580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113953470762374580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-will-it-be-like.html' title='What Will It Be Like?'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-113919275192438890</id><published>2006-02-05T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T18:32:58.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn, Baby, Burn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/firelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/firelove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;city&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;set&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hidden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Matthew 5:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt; shine&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; people &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; what &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; have&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;candle&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;middle&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; If &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;you &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; it&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;spread&lt;/span&gt; it&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dunno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;heehee&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt; attracts &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;so &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;let's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shine&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; might&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Spread &lt;/span&gt;the&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; let &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;burn&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-113919275192438890?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113919275192438890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=113919275192438890' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113919275192438890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113919275192438890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/02/burn-baby-burn.html' title='Burn, Baby, Burn!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-113875266819627228</id><published>2006-01-31T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T16:59:30.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!</title><content type='html'>I miss the snow!! So I found a bunch of "snowy" comics. ^^Enjoy.^^&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/xmascartoon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/xmascartoon3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/snowrabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/snowrabbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/snowman4_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/snowman4_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/snowman3_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/snowman3_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/snowman3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/snowman3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/snowman2_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/snowman2_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/images.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/images.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/imageNNV.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/imageNNV.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/bandit.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/bandit.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/1600/snow%20family.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6821/2172/320/snow%20family.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-113875266819627228?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113875266819627228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=113875266819627228' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113875266819627228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113875266819627228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/01/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-113857282944603245</id><published>2006-01-29T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T14:13:49.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASSION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is something that God has been talking to me and Courtney about lately so we thought we'd share that with y'all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;What intensely burns you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Whatever you are passionate about, you tend to do crazy things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;There used to be an old tribe of people...something, Brad, what was it again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anyways, they went to war naked, swords and sheilds in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You have to call that being passionate about something, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Some would say, a little too passionate, but that's a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now, get the image of a bunch of naked men, screaming and running at you with swords, and ask yourself if you are that passionate about something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;We ourselves have been wondering about this, and God has been pointing somethings out to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;The closest friends that you know, will definately have influence on you and they will either draw you away from your passion, or will help you strive towards it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Passion will get you out of your "closet", and don't let anyone intimidate you and push you back into your "closet".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Don't have fear about what people might think about you if they know you are a Christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;The rapture can come at anytime (Hopefully when we're around.hehe) and so we have to rise up, spread the word, and don't allow the devil to steal your passion from you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Get out of your comfort zone, step over that line, and keep moving forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just as in Pastor Wes' words, "The only thing constant in life, is change."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You can't be quiet about what you are excited about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;For example, if you win the $70 million lottery, you would tell everyone, and get overjoyed, or how us Canadian's LOVE hockey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;It should be the same with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Passion goes hand in hand with purpose, it's important that we strive towards it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So we thank God that we will keeping growing in him, and we will continually fufill the purpose that He has given us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We could go on and on about this, but we think this is long enough for now.hehe. God Bless all you people out there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-113857282944603245?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113857282944603245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=113857282944603245' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113857282944603245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113857282944603245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/01/passion.html' title='PASSION!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-113832455086900541</id><published>2006-01-26T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T17:15:50.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is today...until tomorrow comes along</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just a few of my favorite quotes, you know of any? Please share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I like long walks, especially those taken by people who annoy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have to exercise very early in the morning before my brain figures out what I am doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.&lt;br /&gt;Geoff Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bacon and eggs: a day's work for the chicken...a lifetime investment for the pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't you hate it when you see one of those road signs that says "Draw Bridge Ahead" and you don't have a pencil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Etc.: a sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My mind not only wanders; sometimes it leaves completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.&lt;br /&gt;Steven Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to speak and remove all doubt.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why, in a country of free speech, are there phone bills?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyondmeasure. It is our light, not our darkness that mostfrightens us. Your playing small does not serve theworld. There is nothing enlightened about shrinkingso that other people won't feel insecure around you.We are all meant to shine as children do. It's notjust in some of us; it is in everyone. And as welet our own lights shine, we unconsciously giveother people permission to do the same. As weare liberated from our own fear, our presenceautomatically liberates others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Life can be so simple if we all just learn to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-113832455086900541?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113832455086900541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=113832455086900541' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113832455086900541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113832455086900541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-todayuntil-tomorrow-comes.html' title='This is today...until tomorrow comes along'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-113822015689476250</id><published>2006-01-25T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T12:15:56.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When I was smaller the devil would constantly try to scare me, and gave me nightmares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This one time I slept over at my friends house and (of course) we had to freak each other out before going "to sleep". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So anyways, that night I had this incredible dream! (yes it is a bit long)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;By the way, this is like...four years ago, but like I said it's unforgettable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I didn't know this was a dream until I actually woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So, I woke up, in my dream, and this woman, named Bloody Mary, and these two other women, kinda looked like ghosts, were about to stab my friend in her sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I got up and picked up my friend, ran to her parents room, and told them what happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;They said, that's nice, and continued watching t.v. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I hear the doorbell and answer it, it's my friends cousins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My friends cousins made up that story of Bloody Mary and we told them what happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This one girl said I don't believe you and walked into the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I heard her scream and she wasn't coming out, so I ran in there, just as she ran out, her face bleeding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I looked in the room, and it was like hell itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There were all these domonic beings in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I started proclaiming the name of Jesus and one by one they would disappear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Finally I got to Bloody Mary, and I said"Get out, in Jesus' name!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Then she said with a look of fear, " I know that name!" and she went out thru the wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then the doorbell rang, and I answered it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This man named Elijah said " I was sent from God to tell you something", and me knowing that he was hugged him and let him in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then this other guy came to the door and said" I am King(something, I don't remember exactly), and I was sent from God to tell you something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then I hugged him and let him in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Next my grade  teacher came to the door, then I slammed it on her, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; So Elijah told me this "You have learned a very important thing today. You learned how to proclaim the name of Jesus, whenever you are scared or the devil is trying to attack you. God just wanted us to say that, and that  He's proud of you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Then the dream ended, and I really woke up and felt a peace like never before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Praise God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-113822015689476250?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113822015689476250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=113822015689476250' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113822015689476250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113822015689476250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/01/unforgettable-dream.html' title='Unforgettable Dream'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-113817346170498804</id><published>2006-01-24T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:17:41.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O yes, more poems!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;These I had to write too, but at least they got some humor to them.. sort of...and no, actually I don't really like poems, but I wrote these ones, so they rock...sort of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A Tree&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about a tree,&lt;br /&gt;Is that all the air it gives is free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Eww&lt;br /&gt;What is that smell? Pew!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I do believe it's you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My Voice&lt;br /&gt;I would sing,&lt;br /&gt;But that would be a bad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hot Stuff&lt;br /&gt;He looks so divine,&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll make him mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm Dead&lt;br /&gt;This is what made me die,&lt;br /&gt;This old tainted banana cream pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My Epigram&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to make an epigram.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, indeed I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-113817346170498804?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113817346170498804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=113817346170498804' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113817346170498804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113817346170498804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/01/o-yes-more-poems.html' title='O yes, more poems!'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-113817323537625204</id><published>2006-01-24T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:13:55.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem to Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had to write this other poem about talking to something that's not alive or something like that...enjoy, eventhough it's kinda cheesy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, you are a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everyone wants a bit of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one can get enough of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You come in many forms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unconditional, or just a fling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O love, I can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We all search for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some never find you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Those ones end up buried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm glad I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O true love, never leave me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-113817323537625204?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113817323537625204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21477510&amp;postID=113817323537625204' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113817323537625204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21477510/posts/default/113817323537625204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/2006/01/poem-to-love.html' title='Poem to Love'/><author><name>*JeNiCa*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17006536032065464021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21477510.post-113817307616025748</id><published>2006-01-24T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:11:16.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem about..ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A Poem I was forced to write in school, but got a perfect mark on..hehe, and yes, apparently I say oh my gosh a lot, so hence why it's in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me, Jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Acting enthusiastically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Held in suspenseful action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is your deepest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh my gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am not inadequate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am powerful beyond measure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Grow, not go, through life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh my gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Very passionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Open-minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eventhough very opinionated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh my gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A warrior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh my gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Social me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Can keep quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't shut-up though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh my gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Always communicating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Listening, speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Typing, reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh my gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Music blares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A light shining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I do care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh my gosh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21477510-113817307616025748?l=settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://settingfiretomysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/113817307616025748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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