<?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-19899114</id><updated>2011-07-06T09:47:23.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life'sTough, But i'm tougher.</title><subtitle type='html'>~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-117028224031004337</id><published>2007-01-31T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T14:24:00.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day is over!</title><content type='html'>And its a new day! sa-weet! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-117028224031004337?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/117028224031004337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=117028224031004337&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/117028224031004337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/117028224031004337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-is-over.html' title='The day is over!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-117021043621682406</id><published>2007-01-30T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:27:16.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want this day to be over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-117021043621682406?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/117021043621682406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=117021043621682406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/117021043621682406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/117021043621682406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-want-this-day-to-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-117020165915580368</id><published>2007-01-30T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T16:00:59.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its raining ducks and water!</title><content type='html'>My computer hates me... It just went psycho on me and deleted everything, all my pictures I've ever taken, all my school work, all ideas, all my notes, all my music, all my e-mails, all my EVERYTHING! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only bright side is that my computer now runs faster and doesn't have any stupid virus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did I mention that its rainy liked crazy here.. I think all the ghetto in my neighborhood just got washed down the street.. Cause when I was in the kitchen making lunch, &amp; I look out the window to see a duck land on my neighbors shed roof... (I've never seen a duck around here...) the duck looked as happy as ever... (till i let my dogs out)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-117020165915580368?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/117020165915580368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=117020165915580368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/117020165915580368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/117020165915580368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-raining-ducks-and-water.html' title='Its raining ducks and water!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116835169871260676</id><published>2007-01-09T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T06:08:19.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going, going, GONE!</title><content type='html'>So, the saying that says "you can never stop growing" is very true.. I have proven this saying to be true more then a million times now.. (I don't care if your 8 or 80) you can never truly be fully complete at something, there is always room to grow.. (if you think you have learned all you can learn, then I'm sorry, but you are a FOOOL) even says so in the bible! Go read it in proverbs some where! But I've noticed this in what lil skills I have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even in my relationships with my friends, I think I know them uber well, but then there's always another page to the story! And it makes life more interesting, never knowing someone complete makes life great.. I mean really, if you knew someone to the very core of their existence, don't you think it might be kinda boring to be around them??? Shoot, I'd think it would be boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how deep you can get with someone in till you tell them your faults, if you want to go farther with your friends, tell them your faults... (you'll be surpised at what will happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, if you don't believe me on this whole growing thing, let me give you another example.. Takes GIRLS, beautiful, smart, reflect on God's true beauty and creativity, there is no guy on this world that can say they know a girl fully! They are the true chameleons of the world! (right when you think you've found them, they change there color and blend away! Leaving you stupefied!) so girls reading this (I'll say woman when I'm 18) keep it up.. (I'm still baffled! =D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116835169871260676?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116835169871260676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116835169871260676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116835169871260676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116835169871260676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2007/01/going-going-gone.html' title='Going, going, GONE!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116803614485858583</id><published>2007-01-05T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T14:35:22.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>That was a aventura of a life time! =D I got over 400 and somethin pictures^^;;&lt;br /&gt;but it was great.. God definitely wanted to train me to be a leader! Cause I ended up being a leader there... A MA or something... You have to be 18 and stuff, but Tod (our team leader) said I should be one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way, I'll just show you some picture.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/119810/Picture%20778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/320/724550/Picture%20778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and nick at the airport. (this guy was in my MAG...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/446736/Picture%20477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/320/448261/Picture%20477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is Tommy eating.. (you should all remember those dreaded things) as you can see, he's enjoying every bit of it.. (he was also in my MAG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/147320/Picture%20620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/320/619818/Picture%20620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made arts and crafts with the kids. (what?! Its a sacrificial lamb!.......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/646538/Picture%20595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/320/995074/Picture%20595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this shirt is awesome! (I love it! Only.. It smells REALLY bad right now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/902118/Picture%20653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/320/872020/Picture%20653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it just goes on... And on... And on... (a 8 hour buss ride! O.&lt;) &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/572154/Picture%20428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/320/560470/Picture%20428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its raining in panama city.... (that's a lot of rain!) &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/56125/Picture%20501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/320/56714/Picture%20501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was our team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:s: new years was okay.. but i really missed all my fam! ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116803614485858583?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116803614485858583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116803614485858583&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116803614485858583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116803614485858583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2007/01/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116685207409621809</id><published>2006-12-22T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:34:34.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They strike again!</title><content type='html'>Right when I was leaving my house the Mormons attack! (at 7 o'clock at night?!?!) I told them me and my mom were in a hurry and going shopping so they backed off... (till then) but they decided to call me.. While I was in C28! and I finally told the guy off and how I don't want his book.. and that be the end of that! Any way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with my Christmas shopping! Got my best friend something he'll like! (Well. I hope! &gt;_&gt;) and just did some shopping for a couple other people.. Man.. Going to the mall is so stressful! You know how you can feel how some people are? (like when you listen to God and stuff, like when trying to give encouraging words) well I just felt sick to my stomach! There was so much heart ache in that mall, it almost made me throw up! (no joke) I felt sick to my stomach.... @__@;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my trip to panama, well I'll be leaving Tuesday (and be on a plane for a whole day...&gt;_&lt; well. i have to get off a airplane and get on another, so this will be my last blog post till i get back..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayers well needed, i'm so freaken stressed out.. (Cause i don't have much of my stuff that i need... )  blah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116685207409621809?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116685207409621809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116685207409621809&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116685207409621809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116685207409621809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/they-strike-again.html' title='They strike again!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116673989698009361</id><published>2006-12-21T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T14:24:56.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ell-O'matic 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've gone on a cleaning streak! (I'm finally making damage too! You can see threw out my house where the ell-O'matic 2.0 has struck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I've been having a fun day! (I've been shredding a lot too.. So much the "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;over heated&lt;/span&gt;" light came on... Stupid shredder.. I thought you could handle more then that!) blah, its hard to find good help these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116673989698009361?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116673989698009361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116673989698009361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116673989698009361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116673989698009361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/ell-omatic-20.html' title='Ell-O&apos;matic 2.0'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116562800655313381</id><published>2006-12-08T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T17:33:26.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it!</title><content type='html'>What you say?! God Channel!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.god.tv/US/WatchNow/"&gt;http://www.god.tv/US/WatchNow/&lt;/a&gt; (God TV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy~ =3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116562800655313381?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116562800655313381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116562800655313381&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116562800655313381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116562800655313381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/check-it.html' title='Check it!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116554415073728614</id><published>2006-12-07T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T18:15:56.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just cause it looks like Jesus,and sounds like Jesus, doesn't mean its him!</title><content type='html'>So today was one of THOSE days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot done, but one thing I didn't want to do was my 50 minutes of walking/running.. But I did it any way.. (mostly cause God kept bringing it up OVER AND OVER AND OVER!!... And over!) so I was okay, since I can't think straight, I guess I'll go walk! =DDD so I get about 2 minutes of walking and these guys come over and say "hey, would you like to hear something about Jesus??" ... I thought to my self, "this should be good".. Thought they were just Christian bros walking around telling people about Christ.. (When I first saw them with there fancy suits I thought they were business guys..) man was I wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear is what the guys handed me.. (I'll type it and see if you can spot EVERYTHING wrong with it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Restoration of the Gospel&lt;/strong&gt; (oh. You can tell this is going to be good.. R.O.F.L!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In 1820, as He had done throughout history, father in heaven again chose a prophet to restore the gospel and the priesthood to the earth. That prophet's name was Joseph Smith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[......ooookay]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As a young man, Joseph was confused by the differences among the many churches in his area and wanted to know which church was right. Knowing he lacked wisdom, he followed the counsel found in the Bible, "If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him" (james 1:5)&lt;br /&gt;in the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Joseph Smith decided to ask God what he should do. When Joseph prayed to know the truth, Heavenly father and Jesus Christ appeared to him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[*comes to a screeching halt*... I do believe it says some where in the bible that NO one has EVER seen GOD with there EYES... Plus we are lacking holy ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jesus told Joseph not to join any of te churches, for "they were all wrong'" and "they dra near to me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me, they teach for doctrines the commandments of men, having a from of godliness but they deny the power thereof"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(i do remember it saying in dah bible that the devil can appear as light, so think about that.. the devil is very deceptive, and this Joseph smith guy fell for it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Joseph Smith - History 1:19) [this guy is messed up in the head]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dude has his head on backwards.. When the guys were telling me about this I could barely understand what they were saying.. (its almost like my ears were plugged.. No really) and though the guy was smiling he didn't look happy at all.. (he almost had a demented look on his face) creeeeeeepy! And the other guy was kinda fat and sweating every time I started to talk...&lt;br /&gt;in any case, my spirit was uncomfortable the whole freaken time.. But when I went on my way and kept talking to God, I stared to get ideas of how much fun it would be to argue with those guys... ^^;;; (I doubt it will be my last encounter with them, but I can't wait to give them a peace of my mind!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116554415073728614?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116554415073728614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116554415073728614&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116554415073728614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116554415073728614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-cause-it-looks-like-jesusand.html' title='Just cause it looks like Jesus,and sounds like Jesus, doesn&apos;t mean its him!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116543417072989727</id><published>2006-12-06T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T12:00:00.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twisted!</title><content type='html'>How come we've turned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/129982/3298ag.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/239835/3298ag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/320/641408/3298ag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (a very powerful and deadly creature&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/7547/3298ag.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/292105/barney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/200/228162/barney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( something as pathetic as &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Barney&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(now I see why Chris and everyone else makes fun of me about dinosaurs, the first thing that comes to there mind when they think of dinosaurs is, Barney. either that or there just jerks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116543417072989727?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116543417072989727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116543417072989727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116543417072989727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116543417072989727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/twisted.html' title='Twisted!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116491583493584661</id><published>2006-11-30T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:43:54.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want for christams ---- IS YOU! [ha, you wish]</title><content type='html'>I've been really thinking what i want for christmas.. and there's actually a lot! O_o (well.. to me this is a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. ^_^ a new Drum Set!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/9675/rad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/200/228706/rad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.@__@ Wii!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/446304/nintendo_wii_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/200/80085/nintendo_wii_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. =D Video Camcorder! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/627832/Panasonic_SV_AV100_frontal_300o2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/200/439492/Panasonic_SV_AV100_frontal_300o2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.=3 Starfield CD.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/707524/520357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/200/836788/520357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. FF7 before crisis wallscrool!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/188630/toycup_1922_4954419.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/200/621887/toycup_1922_4954419.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh, yeah... that's all! ^_^ (not to much!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116491583493584661?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116491583493584661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116491583493584661&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116491583493584661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116491583493584661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-i-want-for-christams-is-you-ha-you.html' title='all i want for christams ---- IS YOU! [ha, you wish]'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116477235264331488</id><published>2006-11-28T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T10:31:15.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why1?!?!!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/927359/ssbbwall2med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/320/880033/ssbbwall2med.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I was looking on youtube for something on super smash bros brawl thinking I'd find some good stuff... Well I click on this one trailer that was kick butt awesome, but it was only about 3 minutes long, so I see this other one that's 7 minutes long! (I thought, oh boy! This is going to be good!) I click it and it show some girl taking off her shirt?!?!! WTF!! i did not ask for porn.. how stupid is that? Screw youtube... youtube is retarded.. I am royally pissed off! OFF WITH SOMEONE'S HEAD!!!! T_T I wanted to see a trailer of a video game, and i get porn!? really.. that makes me sick! and talk about low attack from the devil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mental note! watch what you click! things are VERY deceptive on the internet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116477235264331488?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116477235264331488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116477235264331488&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116477235264331488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116477235264331488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/why1.html' title='why1?!?!!?'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116475931898386739</id><published>2006-11-28T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:16:59.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuzz-snaps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/1600/469445/Picture%20992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5335/1411/200/620904/Picture%20992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Who will win?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas time isssh here! =DD i can't wait! its going to be great!&lt;br /&gt;(i really love this cold weather!) i have so many things i need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get school done.&lt;br /&gt;Get school done.&lt;br /&gt;Get school done.&lt;br /&gt;Get a job.&lt;br /&gt;.. yeah.. okay. maybe i don't have a lot going on! ^_^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i really like Chinese Checker! (even though i suck at it... for now) That game is extreme! but 3 on 3 is crazy.. it will melt your brain. (it has some weird side affects, for instance, one of the players might get all violent and smack the board and mess up everything..) .... i wont name any names... BUTYOUKNOWWHOYOUARE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116475931898386739?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116475931898386739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116475931898386739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116475931898386739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116475931898386739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuzz-snaps.html' title='fuzz-snaps'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116370198209648439</id><published>2006-11-16T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:47:06.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ever wonder where they got the phrase "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;long&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;king&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Read&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Samuel 10:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116370198209648439?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116370198209648439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116370198209648439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116370198209648439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116370198209648439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/ever-wonder.html' title='Ever wonder'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116351135233390050</id><published>2006-11-14T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T05:35:52.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why the heck can't i sleep..</title><content type='html'>i keep waking up at 5 and 2 and 4 and 3... this isn't fair!! ;_;  like, i'm literarily trying to make my self go to bed at 8 or 9 cause i know i'm going to wake up so early! its really frustrating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116351135233390050?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116351135233390050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116351135233390050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116351135233390050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116351135233390050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-heck-cant-i-sleep.html' title='why the heck can&apos;t i sleep..'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116310547874615888</id><published>2006-11-09T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:51:18.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its on</title><content type='html'>my chest feels heavy, my soul feels torn, my spirit feels like its been shattered.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of betrayal flood my mind, pain as if though I've been stabbed, suffering feeling helpless. Thoughts like "your no good, its your fault" "why bother living, give it up, things will only get worse if you continue" are plaguing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;pushing, and pushing, i keep on going, realizing my enemy is real, and that this isn't just something that i'm pretenening. There is something out there that wants me dead, do i give it what it wants? or do i fight the war for my God? Simple questions become as hard as figuring out red wire from blue wire. i hear my enemy shouting at me as loud as he can, but i hear my commander whispering sweet truth, his words are a soothing as cold water on a hot summers day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war is only getting worse and i feel like I've been shot in my stomach, do i put on the tough guy act and pretend nothing has happened? or do i act like a real man i crawl into the arms of my Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 choices, 1 answer. (one to death, other to life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choice life over death. (even though thoughts of suicide are in my mind, they are not my thoughts, but that of the demons that like to watch me suffer, God gave me a new heart why waist it by letting the devil have his way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the flesh; with Jesus Christ, Fight the world; with the holy spirit; fight the devil; with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(let the showdown begin!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116310547874615888?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116310547874615888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116310547874615888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116310547874615888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116310547874615888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-on.html' title='its on'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116306829959925611</id><published>2006-11-09T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:31:39.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..Wow</title><content type='html'>*ahem* ---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZOMG!! JW IS PROUD OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111 XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you for your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116306829959925611?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116306829959925611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116306829959925611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116306829959925611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116306829959925611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/wow.html' title='..Wow'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116291755199785513</id><published>2006-11-07T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T08:39:13.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible to the extreme</title><content type='html'>So I've been trying to read the whole bible (just read it all the way threw) cause I haven't done that yet.. And I came to a part that was.. Well.. EXTREME!! Its in Judges (that's where I am) here, read! Please do not read if you do not like reading about fat guys getting stabbed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Now Ehud had made a double-edged sword about a foot and a half long, which he strapped to his right thigh under his clothing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 17&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;He presented the tribute to Eglon king of moab, who was a very fat man. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[it says &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VERY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not just a fat man, but a VERY fat man]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; after Ehud had presented the tribute, he sent on their way the men who had carried it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 19&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;at the idols near Gilga he himself turned back and said, "I have a secret message for you, O King."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The king said, "Quite!" And all his attendants left him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; 20&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ehud then approached him while he was sitting alone in the upper room of his summer palace&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; (summer palace? Does this mean this guys got palaces for all 4 season's?!??)&lt;/span&gt; and said, " I have a message from God for you.," As the king rose from his seat,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Ehud reached with his left hand, drew the sword from his right thigh and plunged it into the king's belly.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Even the handle sank in after the blade, which came out his back. Ehud did not pull the sword out, and the fat closed in over it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is just cool! =D Judges 3:16-22&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116291755199785513?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116291755199785513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116291755199785513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116291755199785513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116291755199785513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/bible-to-extreme.html' title='Bible to the extreme'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116248732692470062</id><published>2006-11-02T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T09:08:47.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/tsunami-phuket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/tsunami-phuket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I keep having this weird dream... [I have no clue what it means] okay first it starts me off at a food joint by the sea! Like one of those Joes crab shacks/whatever that's hovering over the ocean on a dock. And after a lil while I look out the window and there's these killer whales {orcas} playing around out in the water.. Then all of a sudden I'm in a car with a couple people from church and we are driving down the coast still able to see the ocean.. And then I look out and see this HUGE wave building up, and it crushes this boat and a couple other things and its headed straight for us... People are getting out of there cars and parking under bridges, we seemed to just keep going.. Then the wave hits and destroys all these bridges along with the other cars on the road, but when it hit us it didn't even tip the car.. Then I woke up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  so yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116248732692470062?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116248732692470062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116248732692470062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116248732692470062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116248732692470062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116222070772759605</id><published>2006-10-30T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T07:05:33.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cookie man say no</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Oatmeal Raisin Cookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/oatmeal-raisin-cookie.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On the surface, you're a little plain - but you have many subtle dimensions to your personality.Sometimes you're down to earth and crunchy. Other times, you're sweet and a little gooey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm, cookies! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116222070772759605?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116222070772759605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116222070772759605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116222070772759605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116222070772759605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/cookie-man-say-no.html' title='cookie man say no'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116180570938901874</id><published>2006-10-25T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T12:48:29.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can i keep him! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/400/Picture%20971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and ben found a new friend on the beach! =3 (yes that is what you think it is.. wait? what do you think is!?)XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116180570938901874?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116180570938901874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116180570938901874&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116180570938901874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116180570938901874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/can-i-keep-him-d.html' title='can i keep him! =D'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116180242342818313</id><published>2006-10-25T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T11:53:43.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been reading this book wild at heart, and its been opening my eyes to a lot of things! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How would telling people to be nice to one another get a man crucified? What government would execute Mister Rogers or Captain Kangaroo? ~ Philip Yancey (he's got a point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Safe? Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe. But he's good. ~C. S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a stem&lt;br /&gt;Of that victorious stock, and let us fear&lt;br /&gt;The native mightiness and fate of him." ~Henry V (Johnny will probably get that one..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heart of a man is like deep water.. - Proverbs 20:5 NKJV (think about that one for a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told to find a older guy role model cause God is shifting me into man mode.. (or something like that) so I've been looking at different guys from our church, but I can't look at man alone, so I've been reading a lot about Jesus.. And he's a lot more hard core then some people would believe. Any who, its hard to look at just one guy.. Cause I want to be a guy of different attributes! (I can't just settle with just one..) I want to be well rounded.. So this is going to be a fun trip God is taking me on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116180242342818313?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116180242342818313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116180242342818313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116180242342818313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116180242342818313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/man.html' title='Man?'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116173987505766522</id><published>2006-10-24T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:34:45.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I was walking up this hill I was thinking (what's the worst case scenario that could happen to me walking around my neighbor hood??) "haha, probably some guy honking his horn at me to get out of the way!" *thinking that I come up the hill and start walking down the other side only to see this black lab locking eyes with me* I think to my self, (he wouldn't.... ah crap)&lt;br /&gt;and sure enough the dog jumps over the 3 inch wall he was behind and starts running at me and barking at me ready to bite me. Do I lose my cool? noooooo, I just keep walking. Dog runs right past me, comes back around jumps and is about to bite my arm when something smacks him away. The owner now realizing that his dog is gone from his yard, he looks over at me to see the dog barking. "hey get back here!" he yells! *the dog turns around and comes back* the guy then asks if I'm okay and I say "yeah, I'm fine" *while still walking down the rest of the hill..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. That's my story.. It happened in all about 15 seconds.. The dog almost bit me, but something hit him away (or he hit up against something).. Wasn't me, but it was like I had a force field around me.. Then I remember when I was at mamma j's house and a bunch of people prayed for me.. (it was really odd) but cool.. I remember Kayla saying something about how I have a circle of fire around me or something.. (But it was pretty cool and came to my mind when the dog "tried" to bite me..) he just kinda bounced off.. Either that or I have one sweet guardian angel! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116173987505766522?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116173987505766522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116173987505766522&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116173987505766522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116173987505766522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116131780397823006</id><published>2006-10-19T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:56:27.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaining.. (leave me alone!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain feels like its pouring out of my head threw my erasing! (I hate algebra! I hate Geometry!&gt;_&lt; (stupid thing keeps earasing all the other stuff i put on here... ) &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on other news.. I love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;s'! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(my kids are going to love me, cause I'm going to give them all my lego's..) really? Why sell them? I still enjoy playing with them! (and if I wasn't saving my money for more important things right now (like a new&lt;strong&gt; drum set&lt;/strong&gt; and panama) I'd get this!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;=DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; building stuff is so much fun!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/400/dragon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116131780397823006?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116131780397823006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116131780397823006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116131780397823006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116131780397823006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/complaining-leave-me-alone.html' title='Complaining.. (leave me alone!)'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116128553854968148</id><published>2006-10-19T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T12:18:58.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i put new pics in my photo thingy&lt;/strong&gt;! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116128553854968148?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116128553854968148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116128553854968148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116128553854968148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116128553854968148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116123325334732077</id><published>2006-10-18T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T21:47:33.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus said, " I will make you fishers of men"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;God and fishing:&lt;/strong&gt; went fishing (Saturday).. &amp;amp; I wanted to bring back a cool fish story.. Well. That didn't happen.. Didn't catch any cool fish or big fish [5 small fish, 3 to small to keep, 1 &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;poisonous&lt;/span&gt; fish, and a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red&lt;/span&gt; fish that I lost apparently??], but God did show me a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay everything that involved going fishing reminded me on being "fishers of men" let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a "fisher of men" [matt. 4:19] is like going fishing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to get deep in it, but here you go. (a small version for you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fishing for fish!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Dock:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is a place where they have all the equipment and gear that you could ever want! It is also where the&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; boats&lt;/span&gt; are that takes you out to go fishing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't go fishing if there's no&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; water&lt;/span&gt; to hold the&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; boat&lt;/span&gt; up right?? (plus.. No &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;. No&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; fish&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;fishing license&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; you can't go fishing with out one of these! (although they are quite stupid and seem meaningless, caught fishing with out one could end up with you losing quite a big chunk of cash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;boats&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;step on it and away you go! Off on your adventure to the open seas! To get the really big fish you need to have a &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;boat&lt;/span&gt; to go out in deep seas! (sure you can catch stuff on the shore or on docks, but you need a&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; boat&lt;/span&gt; if you wanna get the really big ones!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;fishing poles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a devise used to catch &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt;! ( and to give your hands and arms a good work out!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;different kind of &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; will catch you different kinds of fish! (some fish like live&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;, others like dead peaces of drifting squid!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sealions&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They love to eat and kill the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; that you catch&lt;/span&gt; for fun! (they'll even steel your &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;b&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just to feed them selves! How lame is that? Sure they look cute at seaworld, but there a pain in the butt when fishing.. Makes me want to kill them and use them as&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; shark bait&lt;/span&gt;..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; sickness&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; this will cause most people to get very sick and start to throw up over the side of the boat.. (thus they give up fishing all together, but they do feel better after they get off the &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;boat&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fish&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these are quite important, cause if you don't have &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt;, how the heck can you go fishing?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(gotta have &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt; to go fishing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fishers of men!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it has everything you could need for getting people hooked and getting you ready, it gives you ideas to use for Gods benefits, ect. ect. ect&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he is like the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;, Big and plentiful! With out him, there would be nothing to hold you up... (he'll take you to the places you need to go)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;memorizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; scriptures&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you need &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;scriptures&lt;/span&gt; to keep you safe from temptation and if someone asks about the bible you can tell them whatever they need to know and not be retarded! Cause you took the time to&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; memorize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; scriptures&lt;/span&gt;! (caught with out them, could make you look very stupid...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Takes faith to walk on &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;water.&lt;/span&gt; (or in this case, float on &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;.. ) takes &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt; to get on a &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;boat&lt;/span&gt; and not worry about it sinking way out in the middle of the ocean) you have to have faith that&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; G&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; knows what he's doing and that you'll be fine doing what he wants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;verses&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with out these, there's nothing to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;memorizes&lt;/span&gt;.. Can't &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt; unless you have these.. (they show you what your working for and why your doing it for.. The people![I love the people])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tactics&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you have to have the right&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; tactics&lt;/span&gt; to catch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;s attention, when trying evangelism! (can't use the same old stuff on every single person, you have to come up with new&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; tactics&lt;/span&gt; and new strategies to keep up with the&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; people&lt;/span&gt;/person your trying to catch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its going to try to steel our&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; tactics&lt;/span&gt; and use it against us. The &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt; hates what we are trying to do, and will go to all cost just to see us fail.. (either it will try to kill us, or the people we are trying to save, or just screw us over..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;pain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you will probably get hurt a lot and feel like quitting! (but don't worry, it goes away after time) no one said being a disciple of &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;G&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;was going to make all your challenges better.. (sure it will in the long run, but you gotta work for it)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; fish&lt;/span&gt;, there's no point in doing it if there's no &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116123325334732077?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116123325334732077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116123325334732077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116123325334732077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116123325334732077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/jesus-said-i-will-make-you-fishers-of.html' title='Jesus said, &quot; I will make you fishers of men&quot;'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-116037280550754754</id><published>2006-10-08T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:54:20.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/DrumsetBIG.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/DrumsetBIG.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;updating has to be healthy for my mind or something.. I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm finally getting super happy about leaving my work.. (I'm really starting to hate it there) Hopefully if everything goes good, I'll be working at Berean Christian book store. (yeah buddeh, go from working motorcycles to a book store) I'm well rounded like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the panama trip, I made enough money to go on the trip and a lil extra to keep me going. (all cause of God's wisdom and his lil blessing, all thanks goes to him!) I know God wants me to go to Panama for a missions trip, its just been kinda stuck in my heart to go.. [for 2 freaken years its been there] (But I'm one of those guys who wouldn't go cause I'm scared of anything in panama. But I'm afraid I'll miss out on stuff down here, but I guess I should suck that up and get over it. I miss out on something God has got for me there could be even greater then something down here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for music, I'm starting to dislike the guitar.. Why? Its to boring, and easy (no, its not challenging enough, nor is it fun enough.. Don't get me wrong, I like the guitar, but its just not me) but, the drums.. God gave me a dream about that, and I find my self tapping on everything out of happed, plus the whole hyper thing. It just suits me, and I enjoy it.. I can sit there for a while just making my own beats.. As for the dream, I had a dream I was playing the bass drum (there was no other drum parts or anything, just the bass drum) and I was playing it like a pro.. I didn't get it at all till I talked to bob and Donna, they said the bass drum is a vital part of the drums (the heart if you will) and that I have got God's beat kicking inside of me, that its like a foundation, its the bottom part, you have to build off of it, so I'm at a small part to something that's going to be even bigger.. I mean, you've seen some drum sets right? (they can get pretty big..) but yeah, just something God has been showing me... I mean, I can't really sing (I can only harmonize) I don't like reading music, I like moving, so that takes out a lot of stuff.. But yeah... gonna focus on one instrument and kick it up with drums.. Plus T is going to start singing soon, (i can feel it)  so were going to need a drummer for the youth band.. (word) but if i'm going to want this i'm going to have to grab it, go for it, take it like i mean it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and I had the greatest breakfast tonight! (it was good, mamma'J made breakfast for dinner! awwww, man it was goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood!) how many people can say they ate breakfast for dinner? I can, that's who! (Although I'm kinda messed up right now, cause I think its morning! O.ojk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo stoked for this deep sea fishing trip! I can't wait! (get to chill with my brother from another mother, and get up super early and go catch some killer fish! I AM GOING TO CATCH A SHARK!) no doubt about it.. If I don't.. Well.. I'll be very sad for about 5 seconds.... ;P yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad God is kicking it up again, I hate stuff when its boring...i've been toldI need to seek God out for my self, and its been paying off! Like, I've started falling in love with God, its just one of those feelings that's so amazing its hard to grasp.. I don't want to be one of those people who "has" to love God cause its just right, I WANT to love him.. And this is something I fight with all the time with everything I do.. I don't want to do the right things just cause its the right thing to do, but I want to do it  cause I REALLY want to do it.. Its hard to explain. But yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a odd one, I know.. (But you love me for it)  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-116037280550754754?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116037280550754754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=116037280550754754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116037280550754754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/116037280550754754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115955235795453778</id><published>2006-09-29T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T13:12:47.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See you at the pole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20513.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20513.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:30am~&lt;/strong&gt; got up and took a shower.. That was the coldest shower of my life.. I didn't know water could even reach that kind of temperature!&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;5:00am~&lt;/strong&gt; get out of shower and thank God I'm not dead from that shower..  (stupid cold water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:10~&lt;/strong&gt; go wake up my dad cause he said he would take me! (still thanking God I'm a live after a shower like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30~&lt;/strong&gt; got ready to go and leave with my dad.. (the coldest motorcycle ride of my life... But the quietest!) &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00~&lt;/strong&gt; got to starbucks ready to see Megan and pastor pat.. (they weren't there.. My dad waited with me while I called to see if they are going to meet me at star bucks or go to the school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:15~&lt;/strong&gt; my dad leaves and they show up at star bucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30~&lt;/strong&gt; we get to  the see you at the pole and the little temperature thing in the van says 57.. Then lies to me and goes to 56 degrees .... ( gave that thing a dirty look before I left) we get to the school and are shivering.. But we begin the praise &amp; worship  God and pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30~&lt;/strong&gt; see you at the pole is over, me and Megan are shivering, and pastor pat is talking to people!&gt;_O &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20522.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:40~&lt;/strong&gt; now pastor pat is talking on her phone in the car while me and Megan admire this blue jeep a couple cars over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:50~&lt;/strong&gt; Megan says I need to try some of her bubbling water. (I don't think any water that is bubbly should be consumed) I take a sip of it forgetting I have to go to the bathroom!&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;8:00&lt;/strong&gt;~ I have to go to the bathroom REALLY bad.. (so we go to Jamba juice and I dart off to the coffee store to go pee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:10~&lt;/strong&gt; I feel sweet relief, and we have our jamaba juice! Megan gets some peanut-butter stuff. [warning, anything that taste like liquid peanut butter should not be put into your body] she again says "you should try it" I try it.. K_O&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (it makes her hyper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00~&lt;/strong&gt; me and Ben are bored.. So we play halo 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00~&lt;/strong&gt; Melissa is doing laundry and gets in our way! So we obliterate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20523.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20523.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:30~&lt;/strong&gt; we all go to target, we get to target and start walking up to the doors.. I Turn around to see Melissa step in some gum.. [this made Melissa very unhappy, but gave her an excuse to buy shoes ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:00PM~&lt;/strong&gt; we leave the forsaken target and want food.. Pastor pat drops me and Ben off at BIG FIVE! (we buy some goggles!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:30&lt;/strong&gt;~ me and Ben go eat at subway then go to the pet store... Then wait for pastor pat to come pick us up.. [she didn't want us to walk in the heat.. She's such a good mom! =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:45~&lt;/strong&gt; we get back to the house and Megan says hello..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:46~&lt;/strong&gt; we obliterate Megan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:30~&lt;/strong&gt; we play around with the camera and get ready to go play backset ball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2:00~&lt;/strong&gt; pastor mark takes us to go play basket ball! [we all had a good time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30~&lt;/strong&gt; tired from playing basket ball, we settle down for a minute.. (or ten)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2:40~&lt;/strong&gt; I ask Melissa if she wants to go swimming with us... (she says no) but I don't give up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2:45~&lt;/strong&gt; after hours of persuasion I finally get her to say yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:00~&lt;/strong&gt; we get prepared to go swimming.. (of cores I forget a bunch of stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:30~&lt;/strong&gt; we go swimming and have a great time! (even if we did kinda... Drown Melissa.---- but that's not important! We all had fun, right? ^_^;;;;;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30~&lt;/strong&gt; get back and play MORE halo 2... (Melissa rushes off to go do her laundry, that she should have done the DAY BEFORE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:00~&lt;/strong&gt; we smell something really good... So we take Molly as a hostage in exchange for food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:30~&lt;/strong&gt; our demands were met and we get food.. So we let Molly go.. [Megan, yet again, says I need to try something new, her potato salad that she made... I said no.. And ran for my life!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:00~&lt;/strong&gt; tired from the day, we relax and watch a movie! [THE QUEST]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:30~&lt;/strong&gt; our movie is over, and we are bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30~&lt;/strong&gt; I end up leaving and having to call it a night.. Tired from the wonderful day I had... I get home and thank God that I have such wonderful friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ell~io~tt O---[zzzzzzzz&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115955235795453778?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115955235795453778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115955235795453778&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115955235795453778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115955235795453778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/see-you-at-pole.html' title='See you at the pole'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115931582496725267</id><published>2006-09-26T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T17:18:38.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and its power (WOOOOOOOH)</title><content type='html'>My Sunday was dah-bomb! [don't know about yours] BUT MINE WAS GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;The encouraging thing has been pretty fun! (although I think Chris should do it, cause he has a good ear for hearing God, even better then me! =) ) I ended up getting a word (or a couple) from God! Here, let me lay the story down for you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: BLah, blah, blah, blah, blah! [I don't remember what I was saying, cause God was talking]&lt;br /&gt;Lady: {I forget her name} Oh thank you! That makes me feel better. Now, you, yes you, God wants me to tell you something, is it okay if I tell you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: uhhh.. Sure...?&lt;br /&gt;Lady:Stop focusing on girls, don't worry about if that girl will be your girlfriend. Just focus on God and he will bring you to your hearts desires.&lt;br /&gt;Me:............................................................O.O thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she really hit the mark too.. (she doesn't even know me.. Which is a plus) so that kinda got me thinking.. ALL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to put my feelings away for a while.. (what better place to put them, then in your pants!) =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;okay.. Well only Chris would get that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way, after all that.. God said I should go eat at souplantation; for some reason I still don't know why? So I decided to go, and treat my friends to soupplantaion! (well, the ones who like eating there! ;P) I had a great time! (got full on some muffins!) =DDD so after getting fat on muffins, we decide to go home (Well, I went over to pastor pats pad, which is like home to me, cause they treat me like I'm one of there own! =))))) ) and.. Well. I took a nap! [which made me feel sooo goood, by the way] then I was rudely awoken by the lightest poke in the world ;P! (jk, jk, it wasn't rude) Melissa just wanted me to call Chris to get details on deh-movie! (and to see if we could even come over) so did that, and we went to see "FEARLESS"[which of cores, means we went over to Chris house.. Duh].. Great movie! Go see it. (I thought it was off the hook!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie is over and right as my feet stepped out of the movie theater I get depressed? [WTF???]&lt;br /&gt;I had no clue why at all! So I decided as soon as I got to Mamma'J house, I'd go out side and think it over.. (I try not to think by my self, cause if I try to think alone, people say I'm putting on a pity party, which I really hate..) I'm sorry if I like to think where its QUITE AND NOT LOUD... So I get done thinking and just stair at the stars admiring God's creations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*five minutes later* Chris comes out to see if I'm okay, we talk, I take some of his advise and we go play games [I figured out why I was depressed and got rid of it, so its dead, and gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at chris's place till 10:45! We played old school Super Nintendo! &amp;amp; then I got tired all of a sudden??! right then, my dad pulls up.. so i start to pack my stuff.. I ended up grabbing Chris gamboy advance holder with all the games.. I don't know why? And I don't even remember putting it into my backpack???? Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115931582496725267?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115931582496725267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115931582496725267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115931582496725267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115931582496725267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/music-and-its-power-woooooooh.html' title='Music and its power (WOOOOOOOH)'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115820490277651390</id><published>2006-09-13T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:35:02.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live and Learn buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as one of the guys said at work&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;buy a motorcycle that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;reminds you of your bathroom&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;oh, but it gets &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Not only does the paint job remind me of someone's&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; chinese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;garden&lt;/span&gt;, but the pipe is like&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; bamboo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(they want about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;$6,999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for it...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good luck with that&lt;/strong&gt;~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115820490277651390?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115820490277651390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115820490277651390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115820490277651390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115820490277651390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/live-and-learn-buddy.html' title='Live and Learn buddy'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115811282928308408</id><published>2006-09-12T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T07:36:47.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Is&lt;em&gt; boring&lt;/em&gt;.. Which is why I'm leaving! (okay, well I'm leaving cause I have to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;focus&lt;/span&gt; on school &amp; cause I &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; God wants me to leave) So I'll be saying good bye to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;motorcycles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on &lt;em&gt;October 20&lt;/em&gt;~ (word)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; maybe its time for another &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;hair cut&lt;/span&gt;?? hmmmmmmm.... It is getting pretty long? &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;naaaaaaah!&lt;/span&gt; =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I need to improve on:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My life is sucking, but I've been holding my head up &amp; giving everything to God! I sure as heck don't need to go into the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to feel like I'm in a war, I'll give you that much...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(so if you think your the only person with "challenges and obstacles" don't.. cause I'm going threw stuff too..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some times I wonder why I like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;dogs&lt;/span&gt; more&lt;/strong&gt; then&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; cats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... Than I remember that cats like to&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; scratch&lt;/span&gt; my face off and dogs don't! This little guy is okay though, cause he gave me a high five and a purrrrrrr.. (making him awesome) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ad&lt;/span&gt;ow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: he's getting pretty big, and he looks like a pirate [arrrrhg]with that &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt; patch over his eye.. I really love this dog.. Cause he's got the coolest personality ever.. (I like dogs that have cool personalitys and don't act like dogs) like &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kia&lt;/span&gt;![sorry if I spelled her name wrong again] (that dog is awesome too) shadow seems to love to jump on me when I'm sleeping and steal treats when my back is turned... (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;besides &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;him chewing on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my room I couldn't think of a better dog) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115811282928308408?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115811282928308408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115811282928308408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115811282928308408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115811282928308408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/life.html' title='LiFe'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115776886992730737</id><published>2006-09-08T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:27:49.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yep.. Going on a trip! (a missions trip) something God's put in my heart, my head, and in my e-mails! XD&lt;br /&gt;so.. If any one wants go with meh, I do not mind! ^____^ (I'll give more details when I can use my computer... But till then I'm stuck on my moms computer..) *kicks computer* &gt;_O [OUCH!!!!] I'm taking my computer in tomorrow to get it upgraded or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been really interesting lately.. Cause of my job I've been able to sleep really WELL.. So its like I have this new source of energy out of no where! @_______________@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mom has finally lost it and gone back to her healthy obsession.. (and guess who's testing all the stuff... Me =_=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well this computer is bugging me, so talk to you later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115776886992730737?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115776886992730737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115776886992730737&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115776886992730737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115776886992730737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/panama.html' title='Panama'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115631931257750503</id><published>2006-08-23T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:48:32.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is great! He gives us cake! [or cameras]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20141.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/400/Picture%20141.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(man.. I sooooo want to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;unleash&lt;/span&gt; this guy in the &lt;em&gt;girls bathroom&lt;/em&gt;, just to see what would happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new camera! SA-WEET! Its soo cool!!!!!!!!1111111 Its pretty sweet how I got it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day is Saturday, I'm at &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;prayer&lt;/span&gt;, pastor mark gets something form God... Saying that we should ask God for something! (and we had to be specific, on what we wanted) first words that came out of my mouth where "God I want a camera" God: Okay.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. I go hom--err. To my friends house &amp; get a call from my mom saying she got a new camera for our family *coughmecough* (Since I take pictures a lot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here I am with a new cam &amp;amp; am going to take billions of pictures! (one day, you will all thank me, cause I take so many pictures and you'll want to see what we did for some pivot point event, and blah, blah, blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. I wont be on the computer for a couple of weeks or a week, I'm going to be working on some stuff I need to do, and the compy is messing me up.. (or.. I wont be on the internet any way)&lt;br /&gt;so.. If you need to get in contact with me.. CALL ME, WRITE ME, or TEXT ME.. (don't have my cell, or address, or home number.. Sucks for you! =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what am i going to be doing? &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mondo growing&lt;/span&gt;!! (lets put it that way)&lt;br /&gt;peace out~ &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;matt was my model for the day i guess.. (this picture is pretty cool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115631931257750503?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115631931257750503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115631931257750503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115631931257750503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115631931257750503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/08/god-is-great-he-gives-us-cake-or.html' title='God is great! He gives us cake! [or cameras]'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115566493386101344</id><published>2006-08-15T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T11:02:14.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Repent Foo!!!</title><content type='html'>Man.. Sunday I was so freaken&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! O.o.. I have never been that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hyper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in all my life! At first I thought it was from the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lemonade&lt;/span&gt; I was drinking.. But normally it stops after maybe &lt;em&gt;2 hours&lt;/em&gt;? Oh no! I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;3 days!&lt;/strong&gt; @____@..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little bit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right nowwwwwwwwwwww! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;=DDDDD&lt;/span&gt; so, this is obviously something from God.. I mean.. When I was thinking about it, I heard the words "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;dtor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ade&lt;/span&gt;"! [Gatorade] And I'm at&lt;strong&gt; complete&lt;/strong&gt; peace.. So this is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;encouraging thing&lt;/span&gt; was pretty fun.. (I told some people at my work &amp;amp; they thought I was just nuts.. But that's cool! They'll be happy when there having a sucky day and I come over and give them some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENCOURAGING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! They'll be! &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"wtf! I feel so much better! Thanks man"&lt;/span&gt; me: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yeah, your welcome! &lt;strong&gt;WOOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case.. I was going&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; insane &lt;/span&gt;Sunday.. (and you know how when there's ever a girl around guys just have to impress/try to show to them? Well... I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tried &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to impress a girl &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;[Cause I was clearly insane]&lt;/span&gt; and I ate it!! Tried jumping over some chairs...(got about midway, thought to my self "wtc, I'm stupid") lets say... I ate carpet! Made a dork of my self, gave some people some laughs.. And hurt my foot.. (goood times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently I'm not aloud to&lt;em&gt; drink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lemonade&lt;/span&gt;.. (says&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Megan&lt;/span&gt;.. she said she's banning me from the stuff) n_n.... But.. But..&lt;strong&gt; I NEED IT!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; @_O (lol, ok, maybe I don't need it that bad)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115566493386101344?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115566493386101344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115566493386101344&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115566493386101344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115566493386101344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/08/repent-foo.html' title='Repent Foo!!!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115526951973144189</id><published>2006-08-10T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:50:20.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet stores</title><content type='html'>I really hate them... You know why???? CAUSE I CAN'T PLAY WITH ANY OF THE PUPPY'S INLESS I'M GOING TO BUY ONE!! =( (hey.. I like dogs.. So back off from the lack of masculinity thing here okay...) but really.. All that's between me and them is glass 2 inches thick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I took my music lesson, me and my mom went to the mall! So while she was getting food I stopped by at the pet store... &amp; started to fall in love with all the puppy's &amp;amp; then was reminded that they don't stay puppy's for long and that I have 3 awesome dogs[that are running around right now]at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a dog? Or a panda??? (you tell me) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/xin_14110115140374124581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm going to go with dog... But it sure looks like a panda to me..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115526951973144189?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115526951973144189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115526951973144189&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115526951973144189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115526951973144189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/08/pet-stores.html' title='Pet stores'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115521829651618215</id><published>2006-08-10T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T07:01:32.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I asked if I could change my hours at work so I could get more stuff done and... Well... They switched my shift from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;2-7&lt;/strong&gt; to&lt;strong&gt; 8:30-2:30&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;strong&gt; (for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;only&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How&lt;/strong&gt; lame is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Teary_Trapinch.gif" border="0" /&gt;                                 [that's pretty much how i feel] &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115521829651618215?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115521829651618215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115521829651618215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115521829651618215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115521829651618215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/08/lame.html' title='Lame'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115470545606942207</id><published>2006-08-04T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T08:30:56.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAY DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*jumps for joy!*&lt;/strong&gt; pay day finally came! Now I am one step closer to getting my &lt;strong&gt;R1&lt;/strong&gt;! @__@ &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/yamaha_r1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that you can stay in first gear and go about 60-80 miles an hour! (that just screams elliott) its kinda like T's bike... ( and i don't want a used one, i want a brand new one!) why think small???? (you have not cause you ask not!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good! He's blessing me and giving me favor with this job too! &amp; people are so open, its really cool! (one of these guys just starting talking to me about one of his dreams..) So God is giving me a chance to help these people.... As long as I keep God first in my job &amp;amp; make sure I'm living for him, everything will be swell! Its Cause of God i have this job in the first place! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so freaken happy! (sure things are still tough and it may seem like I have problems, but there not problems, there opportunity's/challenges!) people always say "this is a big problem" just say "this is a big opportunity!" we don't get problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on another note: I'm learning a lot at my job.. and not just about the job, but just other things God is teaching me.. its so tight!! So just understanding that you can never stop learning &amp;amp; being teach able has helped me grow so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115470545606942207?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115470545606942207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115470545606942207&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115470545606942207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115470545606942207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/08/pay-day.html' title='PAY DAY!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115463418690159587</id><published>2006-08-03T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T12:45:56.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out!</title><content type='html'>If your into art &amp; love anime/pretty much anything, come check this out!&lt;br /&gt;You can get so many cool things here! (what? I think this place is pretty cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/nemuiPanda05"&gt;http://www.cafepress.com/nemuiPanda05&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/nemuiPanda"&gt;http://www.zazzle.com/nemuiPanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if there's nothing you like there, just e-mail her &amp;amp; ask her to make you something! She can pretty much draw &lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; trust me... Just don't expect her to draw you anything &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trashy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news! Its raining! ^____^ YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!! I get to work in the rain today! Which is going to be fun! Cause the rain will do all the cleaning for me!! I love you rain! Actually.. I LOVE GOD! Cause you made rain! yaaaaaaay for God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/snakefrog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;wow... that's just a odd picture...&lt;br /&gt;okay.. Peace~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115463418690159587?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115463418690159587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115463418690159587&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115463418690159587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115463418690159587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/08/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115406845951195608</id><published>2006-07-27T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T12:55:10.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let the water teem with living creatures"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Great-White-Shark-Front-View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Great-White-Shark-Front-View.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1: 20 "And God said, "&lt;strong&gt;let the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; teem with &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;living creatures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the sky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it when I look at a great white shark I think of God? This question pondered in my head for a while. Then it hit me. Great Whites are &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Powerful (&lt;/span&gt;like God), thier no pushovers(like God) &amp; are quite feared(eh, God should be feared, but not like a great white).. He made these things.. That gives me great respect for Him, think about it, he made something as fearsome as a great white, the "terror of the deep" [He also made cute lil kittens, but where not talking about kittens here!!] God is not a push over, he's not someone you can just put in a box.. I look at his creations to find out a lot about him. The only reason we have even slight control over creatures like this is cause he said soo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1: 26 " then God said, "Let us make man in our image, in our likeness,&lt;strong&gt; and let them rule over the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;fish of the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the birds of the air, over the live stock, over all earth, and over all the creatures that move along the ground"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great whites aren't evil, they where made by God after all. The devil is the one who's twisted it.. Made people afraid of them.. "Jaws" the movie, ect., ect., These creatures should be respected..&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; advise strapping &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; chum to your body and throwing ones self in front of one)&lt;br /&gt;how ever, feared? no! God wants us to &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt; fear him. I'm realizing that God is powerful.. VERY powerful.. &amp; really? Who/what is there to fear if you have the creator behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;nothing that's what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my random post for the month... woooh! Now, who wants to go swimming! =D (lol, jk, jk! ;P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115406845951195608?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115406845951195608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115406845951195608&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115406845951195608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115406845951195608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/let-water-teem-with-living-creatures.html' title='&quot;Let the water teem with living creatures&quot;'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115385249500447089</id><published>2006-07-25T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T11:34:55.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 112</title><content type='html'>[what comes with following the Lord]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the man who fears the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Who finds great delight in his commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His children will be mighty in the land;&lt;br /&gt;        The generation of the upright will be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Wealth and riches are in his house,&lt;br /&gt;        and his righteousness endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;Even in darkness light dawns for the upright,&lt;br /&gt;      for the gracious and compassionate and righteous man.&lt;br /&gt;Good will come to him who is generous and lends freely&lt;br /&gt;     who conducts his affairs with justice&lt;br /&gt;Surely he will never be shaken;&lt;br /&gt;    a righteous man will be remember forever.&lt;br /&gt;He will have no fear of bad news;&lt;br /&gt;      his heart is steadfast, trusting in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;His heart is secure, he will have no fear.&lt;br /&gt;     in the end he will look in triumph on his foes.&lt;br /&gt;He has scattered abroad his gifts to the poor,&lt;br /&gt;     his righteousness endures forever;&lt;br /&gt;     his horn will be lifted high in honor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[what happens when you live to serve your self]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wicked man will see and be vexed,&lt;br /&gt;       he will gnash his teeth and waste away;&lt;br /&gt;       the longing of the wicked will come to nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115385249500447089?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115385249500447089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115385249500447089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115385249500447089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115385249500447089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/psalm-112.html' title='Psalm 112'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115384468471632247</id><published>2006-07-25T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T09:24:44.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your my  English  Breakfast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had a crazy dream last night.. Our whole youth group was at some kind of hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Megan and Mishi are the only 2 I really remember.. Cause I guess I was in there group.. And everyone seemed to be going up in a elevator... But I always took the stairs.. And I always beat everyone up.. I remember mishi saying "how in the world did you get up here so fast??" then I woke up.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the dream at all.. But I don't dream like that to often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ended up going to comic con.. Only it sucked! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that made comic con sucky:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everything there was uber perverted (they had a porno thing there&gt;_&lt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was the last day so all the good stuff was gone (no free anime or manga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the cost for stuff was to much! (could buy a stick of gum for like 20$)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. I did have fun.. But you know its sad when you go to comic con and the only things that are of interest to you are: &lt;strong&gt;Legos&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; pokemon&lt;/strong&gt;! XD lol I did like hanging with Chris, megan and Ben.. =) so if anything, that made up for all the crap at comic con..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115384468471632247?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115384468471632247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115384468471632247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115384468471632247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115384468471632247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-my-english-breakfast.html' title='Your my  English  Breakfast!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115297892439076783</id><published>2006-07-15T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T08:59:18.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work hard you retard... X_x</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/frontpagebox1450.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/welcome451.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"you can lead a horse to the water, but that doesn't mean it has to drink it"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (its what one of the guys said to me yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So working is &lt;em&gt;interesting...&lt;/em&gt; the people there are pretty nice.... (well at least to me, but that's probably cause I'm the n00b/lil kid/&lt;strong&gt;fresh meat&lt;/strong&gt;... I don't know how I feel about being called FRESH MEAT!&gt;_O )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where I work: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.houseofmotorcycles.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.houseofmotorcycles.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (if your ever down here come see me! I wouldn't mind!) =D so come on down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my job is to &lt;strong&gt;Clean all the bikes&lt;/strong&gt;/ &lt;strong&gt;Detail some really messed up ones&lt;/strong&gt;/take out the trash/do whatever the crap they want me to do! I had to clean a&lt;strong&gt; boat&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday while&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; roasting&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;! K_O (I think you all know how hot it was yesterday..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus sides:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm able to bring my music and listen to it while I detail a bike..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm able to take a break pretty much whenever... (As long as I'm not detailing a bike)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;start&lt;/strong&gt; off with 8 an hour.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to have God on my mind 24-7 when I'm working..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can wear whatever pants/shoes/socks I want (I have to wear there shirt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the managers are pretty cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things I don't like:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone freaken smokes and cusses... (like I said.. God on mind 24-7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I only get Sunday off... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to work almost full time cause 2 guys just quit! (going to have to fix that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one of the guys scared the tar out of me yesterday.. He snuck up behind me (and since the place I was at kinda echoed) he yells "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT ARE YOU DOIN MAN!?!?!"..&lt;/span&gt; I jumped so high! Like I said.. He scared the tar out of me!&gt;_O oh.. But he loved it... -_-;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yeah..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115297892439076783?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115297892439076783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115297892439076783&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115297892439076783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115297892439076783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/work-hard-you-retard-xx.html' title='Work hard you retard... X_x'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115267071793942446</id><published>2006-07-11T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T19:18:38.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobs for everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strange people like to talk to me on the beach when I'm digging a hole... o.o I had this one guy drinking beer come up to me and ask me about my whole.... The guy said I should be relaxing on a day like this instead of working my butt off for no reason.. I then told the guy I was hyper and needed to do something.. He just laughed at me and said "I'll take whatever your smoking man, seems like it gives you a kick!" ...Yeah.... And not only was digging in the sand like digging threw cement but every time I'd stop a bunch of flies would over take my hole! It was deep too...&lt;/strong&gt; 3 feet deep&lt;strong&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TT_TT &lt;/span&gt;(so I gave up on that and just went in the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;.. It was nice.. So clear and pretty!^_^) I had a fun time! While as Kyle just sat on the beach and "&lt;em&gt;people watched&lt;/em&gt;" so he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we ate at In-N-out! yum! (if you want to try something good, ask the people at in-n-out to make your french frys "&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Animal Style&lt;/span&gt;" its really good!... Only I get it with out cheese^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was fun.. At music practice.. Found a lot of old pictures... (just wow) =D hahaha, so many good memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job too... Same as Melissa.. Just.. I can't tell you anything about it.. If I do.. I'll have to kill you and feed your body to a pack of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;starving piranhas&lt;/span&gt;! =DDD (now dosn't that sound like fun)&lt;br /&gt;and I also am going to be working for my dads company tomorrow! =3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115267071793942446?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115267071793942446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115267071793942446&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115267071793942446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115267071793942446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/jobs-for-everyone.html' title='Jobs for everyone!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115254943839829930</id><published>2006-07-10T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T09:37:18.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninja Go Boom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Air Strike&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You preferred a weapon with 63% power over speed and 76% range over melee. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You use &lt;b&gt;Air Strikes&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;p&gt;Fighting? Fighting is for idiots! All you have to do is make a quick walkie-talkie call and have the ground ahead of you carpeted with explosive charges. Your enemies will be searching frantically for refuge as you chuckle from afar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/100/498/1004999222958243423/mt1112012904.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahahahahahaha, YES! i took this test again and got this =3 (first time i got a Shotgun) but i like this one better.. (i guess if the people get past my air raid i can blow them apart with a shot gun) lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday: Pirates of the Caribbean: dead mans chest was really good.. "why is the rum always gone??"  Our seating could have been better, but that's our fault for not going earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday: was fun too! i went swimming for maybe 2 or 3 hours.. that was a lot of fun! (got to hang out with Megan, ben &amp; molly) good times, good times!^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sunday:... well.. i got ganged up on by all the tweens.. they got me drenched with water... so i was kinda cold the rest of the day!  i found a new store that i think i'm going to go shopping at a lot! i think it was called "Sports Authority" or something like that.. (has a bunch of sports stuff^__^) my kinda place!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheerio~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115254943839829930?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115254943839829930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115254943839829930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115254943839829930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115254943839829930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/ninja-go-boom.html' title='Ninja Go Boom!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115194992677623983</id><published>2006-07-03T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T11:05:26.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;So this weekend hasn't been so good to me.. Saturday I wake up feeling like crap, head burning, throat in pain, felt like throwing up.. So I was home all day on Saturday.... Not fun.... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;went to the park and had a dandy kazoo band going... (yeah, that's right, be jealous!) I think I over did it in the sun cause I was feeling so bad when I got to Andrews house, my head was on fire &amp; I just didn't feel good at all&gt;_&lt;... so this whole weekend I've been probably&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh, even better news.. My dad lost my camera.... So I can't take any pictures.. And it really sucks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.. But I'm better today..^_^ (But that was my weekend...) Friday was pretty good... I found out that I'm a idiot till I'm&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;30&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or something...&lt;br /&gt;(future quest was cool)&lt;br /&gt;guys, the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; line&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I dare you to kiss me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(if the girl doesn't kiss you and is going to punch your lights out, then make sure you have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;French-frie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!) =P&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try this line on one girl I got in mind, just to see what she says! lol, cause I guess I have to be the one to test this out.. (says Chris &amp; Andrew) hahaha, oh man, I'm so going to get hurt for sure! XD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know the girl wont kiss me, but I still want to see what she says.. lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hey, you only live once, might as well make the most of it ;P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115194992677623983?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115194992677623983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115194992677623983&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115194992677623983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115194992677623983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/tough-weekend.html' title='Tough Weekend'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115142571894785026</id><published>2006-06-27T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T09:28:39.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Result_mew.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/400/Result_mew.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;coool&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nightmarevalley.com/Pokequiz.shtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nightmarevalley.com/Pokequiz.shtml"&gt;http://www.nightmarevalley.com/Pokequiz.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115142571894785026?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115142571894785026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115142571894785026&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115142571894785026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115142571894785026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/mew.html' title='Mew!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115134376676256074</id><published>2006-06-26T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T10:42:46.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach time fun....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;duuuuude... It was awesome.. The waves kicked butt! (my butt! I'm so freaken sore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just the best day to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much to say! =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope your having a great day!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115134376676256074?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115134376676256074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115134376676256074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115134376676256074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115134376676256074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/beach-time-fun.html' title='Beach time fun....'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115100016772133647</id><published>2006-06-22T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T11:16:07.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles all around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay so today I went on a run &amp; took Kyle with me... (I've been &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt; lazy since Kyle has been here... I was starting to feel.. Well. Like crap.. Not cause of Kyle, but cause I didn't do anything active) thanks to shanell and reading her blog I felt really bad cause I wasn't getting out side enough.. bleh..Thanks a lot shanell! (jk, jk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I felt like smiling and waving to every person I saw... One guy just started busting out laughing and giggling! He was like "HEY!" (don't know if that was a good thing) but I did it to a lot of people.. But there's this one guy who lives down the block who seems like he's ALWAYS angry about something.. So I smile and wave at him.. And man, this guy has got the whitest teeth I have ever seen! He smiled the whole time we walked down that block. He kept staring at me too, with a smile I might add! It was really cool.... &amp;amp; really fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also noticed something about my self... I get grumpy if I don't go on a run or get out side??? (Same way with my bible.. My attitude will change if I don't read the bible or do something active....) its... kinda weird&gt;_&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah.. Its summer.. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;a hair cut...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Darn you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hot weather&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;DARN YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;other news.. Got in a fight with my friend.. Talk to my best friend and he said.. "Get over it" I was like wow.. That's a big slap in the face, but he was right... So I got over it.. (cause you can't say sorry with a good heart if your not over it) Just getting the right time is hard... Me and time don't get a long very well at all.. -_- (stupid time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%201116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the hill i took kyle up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115100016772133647?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115100016772133647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115100016772133647&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115100016772133647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115100016772133647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/smiles-all-around.html' title='Smiles all around'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115085239639899804</id><published>2006-06-20T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T18:21:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week/weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a bunch of pictures from last week/last weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My best friend being uber sexy! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me being even uber sexy! =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two, that's right; TWO very beautiful girls, being very white! (sorry, no amount of tanning will help that white-ness! Its all on the inside! jkjk, ;P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you say chipmunk! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Kyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Kyle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm starting to turn into a watermelon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For all who do not know, Kyle is staying with me for a month!! So far we have had a blast!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Kyle forgetting that there was a glass door there.. (or they just locked him out side...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115085239639899804?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115085239639899804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115085239639899804&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115085239639899804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115085239639899804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-weekweekend.html' title='Last week/weekend'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115034659273034214</id><published>2006-06-14T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:52:02.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i was thin! O.o (what happened to me!?!?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I'm cleaning my room (getting ready for something) and I find this scrap book of pictures [there goes my cleaning] &amp; this picture always made me laugh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/me%20in%20my%20prime%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay not only am I &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; skinny, (yes my hair IS that &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt;) but I now realize I have been obsessed with &lt;strike&gt;Dinosaurs&lt;/strike&gt; since I was 5 (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Megan&lt;/span&gt; have alwasy reminded me of this &lt;strike&gt;"&lt;em&gt;dino issue&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strike&gt; i have had..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why did i put this pic up here? cause I wanted to show you that I've ALWASY jumped up on stuff, ALWAYS been hyper &amp; alwasy like to make people laugh! (&amp;amp; am a have to run around/move some place, cant sit still kinda guy.. and don't you forget it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you can't tell where i am, i'm at the wild animal park!&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115034659273034214?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115034659273034214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115034659273034214&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115034659273034214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115034659273034214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-thin-oo-what-happened-to-me.html' title='i was thin! O.o (what happened to me!?!?)'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115031498385386248</id><published>2006-06-14T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:23:47.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a sunny day to play &amp; work out side!</title><content type='html'>T&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oday has been a great day! just one of those days you want to be out side on! ^__^ i love aht!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is quite cool (for all you people who are not confrontational, such as my self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Always &lt;/span&gt;tell of God's love.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; If&lt;/span&gt; necessary, use words."&lt;br /&gt;St. Francis~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115031498385386248?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115031498385386248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115031498385386248&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115031498385386248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115031498385386248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-sunny-day-to-play-work-out-side_14.html' title='Its a sunny day to play &amp; work out side!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115021506906941742</id><published>2006-06-13T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:40:53.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kinda late for the beach I know! ;P</title><content type='html'>Going to the beach is great! :) [especially with your friends]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our youth group went to the beach on Sunday &amp; had a AWESOME TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; the other 3 warriors story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/4_warroies.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/4_warroies.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four warriors fought against the mighty waves &amp; tough currents.. (the waves were freaken small)Oh it was a Over whelming battle all right! But did our hero's cower? HECK NO! (they only ran when a dead jellyfish tried to kill them) After our mighty hero's got commands to go back on land.. (yelled at by a life guard) They decided to build a bunker out of the sand! (when really, all they where doing was digging there own graves) well, the day went on and our hero's got tired, so they decided to just relax and take it easy in there base... But to there surprise, these rebels came &amp;amp; started to bury them alive! ( they asked to be buried)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20630.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20630.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soon they were covered up to there heads in sand, when they thought it couldn't get any worse the "rebels" decided to put cement on them, to make the sand harder &amp; more like a grave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (they poured salt water on us &amp;amp; it made the sand hard) All of a sudden the hero's notice that the tide was coming in; and coming in FAST! Any second the water would wash up &amp; send them to a water grave! (they had probably about 2 hours before the tide came to them)after it looked like our hero's where no more they got the strength &amp;amp; broke free of the sand trap!!! But 2 of our hero's where hurt &amp; had to leave.. (Andrew &amp;amp; josh had to go home) leaving 2 hero's left! After there struggle they decided to go &amp; eat the rest of there rations so they wouldn't die of starvation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(JW was kind &amp;amp; shared her food with us, THANKS JW!!) after that they got a second wind, they thought to them selves, "if we can't take down the water maybe we could use it for our own pleasurable needs!" So they took there high-tech wave boards (boogie boards) and road on the mighty waves! (that weren't so mighty) but there fun was soon spoiled by a MEGA HUGE SHARK! (just a baby shark) so our hero's returned from there terrifying adventure, but the comrades they had brought with them where still riding the waves despite whatever else might be lurking in there! (shanell &amp; Ben stayed &amp;amp; played in the water) So 2 hero's set off in seek of adventure while discussing there tactics and how the beach took a lot on them.. (me &amp; Chris walked to the bathroom cause I had to go bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, they decided to ask two girls if they wanted to go on a walk with them &amp;amp; see if they could find new weapons. They needed back up, just in case something might have gone wrong!&lt;br /&gt;(we asked Megan &amp; Shanell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it just so happens they were able to use the stuff from the sea as mighty weapons! One of the hero's decides to to give it a test run &amp;amp; really gets into it!&lt;br /&gt;after that a highly ranked soldier came running up to them with a very important alert! "the ship was leaving" he exclaimed while trying to capture his breath.. &amp; they had to hurry before they all got left behind! (Johnny just came to tell us we had to go) After that, they all said there good byes &amp;amp; got in the ship &amp; left... Our hero's looked back as they left, the water seemed to just mock them as it destroyed there base with no hesitation... They where now headed to drop off one of the mighty warriors at his house, cause he was assigned to a new project (we just dropped Chris off at his house) then there was just me &amp;amp; 4 other warriors who had been fighting on the same beach! They all decided that they where hungry and needed to get some more rations cause they where clearly out! (we where hungry &amp; wanted foood)so we found a spot where we could get food, so as our commander went to get some food followed by her bodyguard, we stayed back &amp;amp; guarded the ship! (pastor pat and Megan went in to get food &amp; me, Ben, Molly &amp;amp; Melissa stayed in the car)&lt;br /&gt;just as it seemed nothing went wrong... one of our soldiers was attacked! (By what you may ask? STARVATION!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She started to get a little loopy at first, then it just got&lt;br /&gt;real bad!.. eh...well.. Don't know how to explain it! But she defiantly had a battle going on in her head!( melissa was just acting goofy cause she could :) haha, you should see the other pictures! ;P )&lt;br /&gt;as it seemed grim and all hope was lost for her, we sited the body guard carrying some power pact carrots!! (you know those awesome ones, that you get at those Mexican places!)&lt;br /&gt;Then she departed us &amp; went back to go get the rest of the rations (they came back with food)then we headed back &amp;amp; all pretty much collapsed at our main head quarters! One of the mighty warriors decided she was tired &amp; wanted to go on her super mega-powerful-computer &amp;amp; get research on the enemy (Melissa ditched us to go on the computer... =P) then the others ate there rations while sharing good stories about the beach! (good times, good times...) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/hidalgodvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/hidalgodvd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after that they decided to watch a training video.. (me, Megan, Ben &amp; Molly watched Hidalgo! That movie rocks)two of the warriors almost fell a sleep (me &amp;amp; Megan where freaken tired)then they all decided enough was a enough &amp; turned in, cause they had to be ready for the next adventure.. (Megan went to bed near the ending of the movie and I went home, Ben &amp;amp; Molly probably watched the rest of the movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go! ^_^ (but I had fun on Sunday)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115021506906941742?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115021506906941742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115021506906941742&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115021506906941742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115021506906941742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/kinda-late-for-beach-i-know-p.html' title='kinda late for the beach I know! ;P'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-115013961068371810</id><published>2006-06-12T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T12:14:40.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like claws...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Wolverine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/wolverine.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Small but fierce, you're a great fighter.Watch out! You are often you're own greatest enemy.&lt;br /&gt;Powers: Adamantium claws, keen senses, the ability to heal quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;Which'&gt;http://blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; of the X-Men Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;coool.. (yes melissa, i'm copying you!) i just wont write a whole book about the movie like you did ;P... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-115013961068371810?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115013961068371810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=115013961068371810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115013961068371810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/115013961068371810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-like-claws.html' title='i like claws...'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114973973654325181</id><published>2006-06-07T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T21:13:02.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Goals!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So every month I'm going to make a list of goals for my self to complete... Just for the heck of it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;June Goals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1: Learn how to sing &amp; read music better.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; (this will help me with number 2! BIG TIME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2: Learn how to write music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; (i always got cool beats in my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3: Grow stronger in the Lord.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(this is always a goal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4. Memorize Guitar Notes, chords, ect., ect.,ect..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(sure is a lot of music on here huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;5: Learn how to do things left handed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; (cause it seems like a fun thing to do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6: Learn how to spell better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(cause my spelling sucks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;7: Get better in Math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; (i hate it, so i might as well try to like it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8: Be bold in the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; (this is a must!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;9: be physically fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; (i need to look good for summer! ^_~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;10: Train dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; (I'm tired of them peeing on my carpet!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11: read one book.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (i have so many i need to finish, might as well make sure i read&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;one!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;12: Get a job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;(since that other place i wanted to work at "had enough help" i gotta find a job!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Save my money for a new camera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(seeing the one Johnny got... Didn't help at all! XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so yeah.... 13 goals for this month... i got to get them all done, or at least practice what i can &amp;amp; save what i can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, going to the beach this Sunday.. Well.. Apparently JW says i have to go! soooo you should all come too! Where going to Torrey Pines beach!! (hopefully this isn't the beach me &amp;amp; Chris almost killed our self at!! Stupid current) any way, should be lots of fun! Don't know if its a &lt;strong&gt;pivot point&lt;/strong&gt; event or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114973973654325181?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114973973654325181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114973973654325181&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114973973654325181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114973973654325181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-goals.html' title='June Goals!!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114952699649778398</id><published>2006-06-05T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:03:16.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i really???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/SonicDTwp5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/SonicDTwp5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sonic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hedgehog&lt;/span&gt;.. a lot of people have been saying i remind them of sonic.. Why you ask? I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night JW said i remind her of sonic! (is that good thing or bad thing?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay well i'm off to go run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;peace~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114952699649778398?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114952699649778398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114952699649778398&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114952699649778398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114952699649778398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-i-really.html' title='Am i really???'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114901204325908237</id><published>2006-05-30T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T19:52:07.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day (knew that)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay I'll just post whenever since all of you would miss me to much if i left ;P... jk, jk!&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day was pretty cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i was by my self.. (at least it felt like it) i had a good time^_^... Its been a while since I've just been able to just sit &amp; think about my life &amp;amp; evaluate my self.. (sounds boring, but its not)&lt;br /&gt;any way.. i spent 3 hours just staring into the ocean watching the sun set.. Very beautiful to see dolphins swimming &amp;amp; jumping in the sunset...^__^ made my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love the ocean.. i don't know what is about it.. i hope one day maybe i can live by the beach... That would be so awesome!! Having the beach as my backyard^_^... heh, I can see it now! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114901204325908237?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114901204325908237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114901204325908237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114901204325908237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114901204325908237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/memorial-day-knew-that.html' title='Memorial Day (knew that)'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114862507231623131</id><published>2006-05-25T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:31:12.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>starting next week</title><content type='html'>cause i'm lame like that.. it was weird me &amp; my dad where getting gas.. and there's this dude just chillin by him self &amp;amp; "he's lonely" skedaddles threw my  up mine...  i say to my self "okay... um... i remember this from the mall experience i had..." so i just kinda watch this guy a bit.. you know.. play it "cool"... i keep getting so much stuff pop up in my head i felt like it could have exploded at any minute!!! so then my dad gets back &amp; starts the car... next thing i know i get "smile at him like its the end of the world tomorrow!" so i wave to the guy bye &amp;amp; he's kinda in shock &amp; makes the biggest smile ever... (that whole lonely thing i felt on him.. left as soon as he smiled back...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was great... =D (its really cool to see God make someone happy!^___^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;dagger;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114862507231623131?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114862507231623131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114862507231623131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114862507231623131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114862507231623131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/starting-next-week.html' title='starting next week'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114841555474475328</id><published>2006-05-23T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T13:19:14.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buh-bye</title><content type='html'>i'm going to be gone for 2 months.. (at least, not going to be using the internet for 2 months...)  cause there's to much drama &amp; crap on the internet..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; its not like anyone will really care, cause it always seems like IM the one asking how people are doing. never the other way around... (i mean, the only people who actually talk to me with me saying anything is, Chris, shanell &amp;amp; Andrew...) so peace out~ (i got stuff to do..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114841555474475328?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114841555474475328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114841555474475328&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114841555474475328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114841555474475328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/buh-bye.html' title='buh-bye'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114836331136573055</id><published>2006-05-22T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:48:31.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>today seemed to really suck.. but when i thought about it, nothing really good happen, but nothing really bad happened.. kinda like what Mel said... only i don't understand any of it... man... this whole week has just been crappy.. not to sound emo at all, but i really feel like i don't know what to do with my self.. (i don't feel like i'm where God wants me to be... at all...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114836331136573055?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114836331136573055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114836331136573055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114836331136573055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114836331136573055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/bleh_22.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114797659781958996</id><published>2006-05-18T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T11:23:17.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to beat depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so this week has been really "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"... Have you ever had one of those weeks where you just feel depressed for &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;no reason&lt;/span&gt;? (when there's really a thousand different reasons behind it, but just nothing you really want to&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;admit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why people get depressed&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lack Of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Happy-Ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;[I'm not a nut case, stay with me here]&lt;/span&gt; So many people &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;frown &lt;/span&gt;cause its just&lt;em&gt; easier&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;smiling &lt;/span&gt;is probably harder to do then &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;frowning&lt;/span&gt;.. No joke... Seriously, try to hold a&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; frown&lt;/span&gt; for&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;10 minutes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then try to hold a&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt; for&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 2 minutes&lt;/span&gt;.. Bet yah it will be harder to hold the frown then it is to hold the smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thinking About Everything N&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;egative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; its much&lt;em&gt; easier&lt;/em&gt; to just think of all the things&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;going wrong in your life then it is to think of everything going great in your life&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; there's &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;more good&lt;/span&gt; going on in your life then there is bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;some people just have nothing they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do, so &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;they put them selves in depression &amp; call them selves worthless&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and beat them selves over the head of nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wanting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Attention&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; (you see allot of this one) &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;just wanting to be known&lt;/span&gt;, have people care about them&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; consistently&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;being selfish&lt;/span&gt;... Seriously, people will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fake depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, then end up having it...&lt;br /&gt;(these are just some of the ones I've learned how to get over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how to get over depression&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; Happy&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; or make someone else&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt;.. When I've felt down I've actually &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;smiled&lt;/span&gt; at people just to see there&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt;.. (&amp;amp; that&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt; makes me &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;have &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;joy &lt;/span&gt;with you always!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (especially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; the Joy of the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Psalm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; 125&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; Positive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Change "&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i can't&lt;/span&gt;" to "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i can&lt;/span&gt;", just lil things like that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAN &lt;/span&gt;change the way you think, put &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; stuff in your head, like my Pastor says &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"you have to be able to turn your self around, cause there wont always be people there to help you"&lt;/span&gt; make sure whatever you &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;listen to&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;read&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;watch&lt;/span&gt;, all has a good influence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keeping your self Active&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;rather it be playing sports, going on runs, cleaning up, just doing whatever, hanging with friends, just do something! Don't waist your life sitting around thinking of what you could be doing.. Like i said up at the top... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you probably have &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt; of stuff you could be doing, just nothing you&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; want&lt;/span&gt; to do.&lt;/span&gt;. Proverbs 6:6-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;instead of making your self the victim &amp; have everyone stop doing whatever it is there doing just to take care of you, turn it around &amp;amp; take care of them... Worry more on &lt;em&gt;GIVING &lt;/em&gt;attention then receiving it...&lt;br /&gt;Romans 13:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;depression is a mega big thing, cause it can lead to sin, VERY easily.. Trust me i know what I'm talking about.. So constantly keep checking your self, make sure you of the zeal of the Lord with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you have a friend who's depressed make sure you help him out with all your might... &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;15:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;12&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;13 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"My command this: Love each other as i have loved you. Great love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114797659781958996?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114797659781958996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114797659781958996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114797659781958996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114797659781958996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-to-beat-depression.html' title='How to beat depression'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114792945375391342</id><published>2006-05-17T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:17:38.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>well today really sucked......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114792945375391342?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114792945375391342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114792945375391342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114792945375391342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114792945375391342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114766216111485303</id><published>2006-05-14T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T20:02:41.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>Wow, i never &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; I'd actually be&lt;strong&gt; busy&lt;/strong&gt;.. So.. You know... Today was &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; interesting... Went to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Guitar Center&lt;/span&gt; (i love that place)... God blessed me there... Went to a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;motorcycle shop&lt;/span&gt;, God uber blessed me there!! &lt;em&gt;*cries of happiness*&lt;/em&gt; found out some stuff about a girl i like yesterday&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;em&gt;cries of happiness even more*&lt;/em&gt; hey, she was crying yesterday too! (with happiness!^_^)&lt;br /&gt;this week has just been a blessing, even though so much crap has been trying to throw me down its just a blessing... &lt;strong&gt;God is so awesome&lt;/strong&gt;... Every time something good happens in your life, &lt;strong&gt;PRAISE GOD&lt;/strong&gt;! hahah, even when bad stuff happens, still&lt;strong&gt; praise God&lt;/strong&gt;.. (now i see why Moses says "&lt;strong&gt;Praise God&lt;/strong&gt;" so much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;luv&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aht!&lt;/span&gt; any way, happy&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mothers&lt;/span&gt; day&lt;/strong&gt; to any lucky moms out there who have kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114766216111485303?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114766216111485303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114766216111485303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114766216111485303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114766216111485303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114706951933580679</id><published>2006-05-07T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:25:19.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a awesome time at the mall! It was awesome....&lt;br /&gt;really wanted to go to soupplantaion, but oh wellz... (i don't know why, i just really wanted to go today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114706951933580679?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114706951933580679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114706951933580679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114706951933580679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114706951933580679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/mall.html' title='The Mall'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114686177150125070</id><published>2006-05-05T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T13:42:51.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This should help you out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so i pop open my devotional this morning &amp; this is what i got... (its cool, cause it slides in to what i was talking about with my friend last night..) (this is a guys devotional, but dosn't mean you have to be a guy to take what its got to offer)  (only its not colorful like this.. its just black..) i'm in a hurry! (so i wasn't able to make it all nice &amp; what not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"I have seen something else under the sun: The race is not to the swift or the battle to the strong, nor does food come to the wise or wealth to the brilliant or favor to the learned; but time and chance happen to them all."   Ecclesiastes 9:11&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"someone once said, "if you want to make god laugh, tell him your plans." The fact is, only God knows what the future hold, Therefore he's the only one who can talk with confidence about it. We have no control over what the future holds, Therefore our plans are really nothing more than hopes&lt;/span&gt;.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; But that shouldn't stop you from looking ahead. A plan that might chance the future is still better than no plan at all. Without plans and goals, you're doomed to drift aimlessly, never really settling on any particular course of action. And that's no way to live.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We will emphasize, though, that counting on your plans to go exactly as you intend is a setup for disappointment. Life is full of unexpected twists and turns--- some of them good, some not so good. Over the course of time, some plans get wrecked. Some goals prove unattainable--- especially those that are out of your control. Some ambitions turn out to be pipe dreams.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you're not prepared for those possibilities, you may get discouraged or angry. in some cases, you might even start thinking of yourself as a failure. And that would be a tremendous mistake. You see, God has big plans for you. And regardless of what happens to your plans, his plans won't fail. You can bank on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;  The problem is that God doesn't always reveal his plans to us. At least not completely. That's where faith comes in. In the meantime, the best way to plan for life's ups and downs is to learn to be flexible and creative. If your old plan gets shot down by unexpected circumstances, come up with a new one and keep moving forward. And trust God to keep clearing your path and directing your steps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To learn more about what the Bible says about destiny, check out Ecclesiastes 9: 1-12"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That's Unexpected&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sure it's a good idea to expect the unexpected. but some unexpected things are just to far-fetched to consider. Like the following statements---That you won't be hearing again anytime soon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"that Sports Illustrated swimsuit model thinks you're cute." (see.. it is a guys devotional!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Here's the money I borrowed from you yesturday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Son, your mother and I have decided that setting a curfew for you is a bad idea. So from now on, you're free to stay out as long as you want---even on school nights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"If you haven't started on your term paper yet, don't worry about it. You don't have to do a thing to get an A+. I like to reward procrastinators"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I'm sorry I pulled you over, sir. I thought you were speeding, but now i realize that my radar gun was probably wrong. Please accept my apologies. And feel free to squeal your tires and spray gravel all over my care when you pull out." (oh.. wow.. that would be a REALLY weird one to hear from a cop... O.O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"i don't think i pay you enough for the work you do around here. So I've doubled your salary."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so there you go... all good stuff there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114686177150125070?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114686177150125070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114686177150125070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114686177150125070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114686177150125070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-should-help-you-out.html' title='This should help you out...'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114678762060777266</id><published>2006-05-04T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T17:07:00.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH GOSH! HE'S GOT A BIBLE!! RUUUUN!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay.. So...... What?! (yeah, your lookin at me funny already, &amp; i haven't even said anything... i bet your thinking "oh gosh.. Here he goes again! Will someone shut him up???!") well.. meh on you! This is a short one, so bare with me!... Or else... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;COOKIES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;lately whenever I'm asking God to show me a scripture to help me out of some &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jam &lt;/span&gt;or what not, he shows me one...&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &amp;amp; every now &amp; then, if he shows me one that doesn't relate to what I'm even going threw, then he wants me to give it to someone...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so as i was just chillen... &amp;amp; this pops up in my head:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... Hope it helps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hebrews&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;who have &lt;em&gt;tasted &lt;/em&gt;the goodness of the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; word of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the powers of the&lt;em&gt; coming&lt;/em&gt; age,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Um.. Yeah... If you think that's for you, I'd do the 20-20 rule that Ben taught me.. Read 20 verse before that verse &amp; 20 verses after that verse... if that's to hard for you...then.. get over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;peace~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114678762060777266?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114678762060777266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114678762060777266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114678762060777266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114678762060777266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-gosh-hes-got-bible-ruuuun.html' title='OH GOSH! HE&apos;S GOT A BIBLE!! RUUUUN!!!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114666641689825818</id><published>2006-05-03T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T07:26:56.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>need...beach.. @_@</title><content type='html'>Its gotten to the point where I am now having dreams about the beach! Last night I dreamed that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Megan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Shanell&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jenn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;all went to the beach together; &amp;amp; it was great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114666641689825818?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114666641689825818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114666641689825818&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114666641689825818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114666641689825818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/needbeach.html' title='need...beach.. @_@'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114650823917870444</id><published>2006-05-01T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T11:32:42.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Screwtape Letters</title><content type='html'>I'm on chapter 9 of this book &amp; its really good! But this lil part really got my attention, so I'm going to share it with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;" He [God] wants them to learn to walk and must therefore take away His hand; and if only the will to walk is really there He is pleased &lt;em&gt;even with their &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stumbles" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;basically the people talking are these 2 demons.. (its kinda funny, but really opens your eyes to some stuff the enemy will do... There not as simple minded as you'd think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but I'm enjoying the book.. (i haven't even read the other one yet...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the book is called "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Screwtape Letters&lt;/span&gt;"... So yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i had a good day yesterday, went to my friend's Eagle award ceremony thingy... i had lots of fun there... only.... I'm not aloud to have any more &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;pink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lemonade&lt;/span&gt;........=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114650823917870444?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114650823917870444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114650823917870444&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114650823917870444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114650823917870444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/screwtape-letters.html' title='The Screwtape Letters'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114620707813727358</id><published>2006-04-27T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:51:18.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino-dream!</title><content type='html'>I had a dream when i was 13-14-15 that i was being chased by 3 raptors... (okay.. that's not so bad right? hahah... riight.. just a dream... that I've had over &amp; over &amp;amp; over!) i told one of my friends this cause her mom has a bunch of dream books... i remember her telling me something about dinosaurs in it.. ( the only thing  i remember is it wasn't good... at all) so i'm getting chased by these 3 mean creatures... only to be lead into a pack of them that are SLEEPING... now.. there's a door i can take that will probably lead me to safety.... so i think... i TRY to open the door &amp; it makes a loud screech waking ALL the things up... i die right there &amp;amp; and then... being killed very slowly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on my way home God was kinda showen me some stuff about this dream... (he gave me a vision of it on the way home..) the raptors where suppose to represent stuff attacking me... (there was A LOT of raptors.. i'm talking hundreds) any way.. being the nut i am about dinos i think very hard on this vision... see... everything goes just like before... i try to open the door all the things wake up... but this time.. right before they attack.. they all stop &amp; run away.. i look behind me &amp;amp; there's this HUGE t-rex... looking down on me... &amp; with one swift move it puts me in its mouth (But dosn't hurt me at all) it just holds me there... then i get this thing in my head that reminds me about God being my Shelter, my protector, my rock, my shield, ect., ect.. after all the raptors are gone it puts me back on the ground &amp;amp; stays behind me looking around to make sure there's nothing out there to try &amp; get me... i take one step &amp;amp; it takes a step... so it follows me.. when i try to move to one part of a path it nudges me to keep on this one certain path... i look over to where i was wanting to go &amp; there's a raptor staring at me... then it all hits me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the T-rex is suppose to be God/Jesus/Holy Spirit... He'll be there to protect me no matter how scary the circumstance, he'll watch over me even when things seem to be calm, &amp; he'll guide me on the right path so i don't get led into anything bad.... if you think about it a T-rex is a very Big &amp;amp; Powerful animal... who's going to want to mess with that? not me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... the door represented stuff on how some times the safest looking choice of escape is not always the smartest... and as for the raptors running in fear... its only natural that they'd run from something they no they have no power against... &amp; that they know they'd lose the fight.... no butts about it..&lt;br /&gt;any way.. just something that was in my head that i had to get out!^_^...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know! i'm a dino nerd! (not really.. i just really like them! so meh! I'll find a girl one day that will think its cool that i like dino's! just you wait and see! =P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114620707813727358?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114620707813727358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114620707813727358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114620707813727358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114620707813727358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/dino-dream.html' title='Dino-dream!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114618335586650394</id><published>2006-04-27T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T17:15:55.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well... its been cloudy all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not cool.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm done... (just was tired of seeing that old post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114618335586650394?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114618335586650394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114618335586650394&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114618335586650394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114618335586650394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/well.html' title=''/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114546260629798160</id><published>2006-04-19T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T09:03:26.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put a smile on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;I was about to make &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &amp; I got this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; great idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; by God&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;make a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;smiley face&lt;/span&gt; out of my food &amp; take a picture of it&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(God just told me to do it so I did) &amp; here's what you get!^____^ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/400/Picture%20288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you may be going threw, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;put a smile on!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Even if you feel like&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;or did something stupid that you know you shouldn't have.. &lt;/span&gt;God is &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [&amp; alwasy will]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lookin down on &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you with a&lt;strong&gt; smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;em&gt;He loves &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(but that dosn't mean you can slack off!! XD)&lt;/em&gt; So put a smile on! God LIKES YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Proverbs 19:20 &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Listen to advice and accept instruction, and in the end you will be wise"&lt;/span&gt; learn from others...^_^&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha it was funny... earlier this morning (early? can the morning really get any earlier?? ya it can... &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;when you get woken up by a cat that sounds like its on &lt;em&gt;crack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... woke me up last sunday too) ANY WAY!&lt;br /&gt;I was reading &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;proverbs 18&lt;/span&gt; &amp; I went over this one part that kinda made me laugh cause I read it wrong! XD&lt;br /&gt;heres how i read it! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Proverbs 18:8 "the words of the gossip are like choice morsels; they go down to a man's inmost&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;pants&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[supose to be parts]&lt;/span&gt; ya... it was funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;any way, have a good day!^_^&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; (i'll be gone today-tomorrow &amp; if i'm lucky friday &amp;amp; saturday too!) &lt;/span&gt;soo peace~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114546260629798160?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114546260629798160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114546260629798160&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114546260629798160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114546260629798160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/put-smile-on.html' title='Put a smile on!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114539308826813957</id><published>2006-04-18T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T13:44:48.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Border Collie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So my mom goes to Albertsons &amp; this lady has a bunch of lil puppy's she's GIVING AWAY... So my mom gets one for her friend[for free]... zomg.. Is sooo freaken cute!! i took pictures! Take a look at the cute-ness! (Can i get a "AWWWWWWWW" for the lil fuzz ball?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20282.jpg" border="0" /&gt; he's uber cute .. Just look at him!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/200/Picture%20284.jpg" border="0" /&gt; that's how small he is... He's so soft too (dang.. i got blond hair)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20281.jpg" border="0" /&gt; now look at those lil eyes!! Don't they make you want to hug him?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114539308826813957?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114539308826813957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114539308826813957&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114539308826813957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114539308826813957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/border-collie.html' title='Border Collie'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114538062357274180</id><published>2006-04-18T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T10:17:03.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh Billy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#BFE9FF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;You have high extroversion.You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends.You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation.Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;You have medium conscientiousness.You're generally good at balancing work and play.When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;You have high agreeableness.You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly.Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone.You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;You have low neuroticism.You are very emotionally stable and mentally together.Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly.Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is medium.You are generally broad minded when it come to new things.But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it.You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;The'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114538062357274180?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114538062357274180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114538062357274180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114538062357274180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114538062357274180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/uh-oh-billy.html' title='Uh oh Billy!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114503389025394524</id><published>2006-04-14T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T13:10:59.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever have the URGE to throw your pet out the window?</title><content type='html'>Wow... Now i want to kill my dogs.... It was bad enough i went to bed at 2 somethin! But then they had to start barking randomly at the window... They did it ALL NIGHT!!! i even pushed them off the bed... (that didn't do much... They just tackled me and then got on top of me and started barking at the freaken window!! What the heck.... Now I'm all out of it and crap... bleh! (least i know what I'm having for lunch..... Hot dogs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114503389025394524?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114503389025394524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114503389025394524&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114503389025394524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114503389025394524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/ever-have-urge-to-throw-your-pet-out.html' title='Ever have the URGE to throw your pet out the window?'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114499797616670817</id><published>2006-04-13T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T00:07:02.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the way my life is going &amp; the plans i got for my self that i hope are what God wants for me(haven't gotten a "no: just yet, so i think i'm good) .... So far.... after High-school, i plan to go to college (most likely the honor academy, if i can get in...) after that i want to learn more about this Prophesy thing, kinda do the thing Jerame Nelson dose... (i want to travel all over the world touching peoples hearts threw God...) i honestly don't see any other reason for me to live besides that... i want to get more into the guitar and drums... (i seriously want to be a pro at guitar.. my dad thinks i could do it... i would just have to practice 3 hours EVERY day for 3 years.... easier said then done..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i need to make money and actually get a "career" (i can minister there too)... I'd have to say a Sales Guy.. (there smart, and they know allot..) a good sales men makes probably as much as the president... maybe even more... (no joke)I've bin told that i should get into Electronics &amp;amp; medical care, so will see where that takes me... i wouldn't mind joining the army.. i don't think i could really "kill anyone" and i don't want to kill anyone, but i wouldn't mind being on those big ships and cleaning everything, just helping out... you know, serving the troops... (i'm not a fighter, i'm a server)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for a family... well... i don't know.... honestly I'd love to get married... but that's to far off for me to really care about right now... (i mean like everything else, I'll prepare and be ready, so IF God brings me the one, I'll be ready &amp; know what to do when the time comes)&lt;br /&gt;but i know a girl i wouldn't mind marrying... in her words if we were ment for each other "we'd have allot of fun" yea... that's probably true... (But I'd rather have confirmation before i do anything...)&lt;br /&gt;I just know this girl is on my heart for a reason, so till God actually gives me confirmation from someone, I'll just keep her there... this girl is everything i could dream for.. its scary.. but if i'm not the one for her, then that's cool.. cause there's someone out there 10 thousands times better for her the me. and there's another person who's even more amazing then she is.. (witch is kinda hard to believe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for growing smarter... well... this whole thing about me having wisdom from God and everything... its true... cause i pick up on stuff REALLY well.. (i'm not good at just one thing in general.. i can do anything i put my heart and mind to...) i'm learning this... honestly I'd rather be okay at everything, then just good at one thing.&lt;br /&gt;but  i'm only smart cause of God.. honestly there's sooo soo soo much more for me to learn. best part about being me, is i can make smart things simple... don't know if that's a skill or not, but I've bin told i'm smart cause of that^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dream i have and want to accomplish, is to be a Youth Pastor. A hard thing.. cause they get burned out so fast... i mean just after one year... but I'd love to be a youth pastor... not a pastor, but a youth pastor! (i mean.. i could have the cool spiky hair, and the hot goatee... come on, I'd look so cool.. maybe long hair with the goatee... who knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past couple of weeks, God's been showing me, that he really wants me to get out there and share his love with allot of people... so i plan to. but in-between all this stuff.. i plan to do something new everyday.. rather its eat something new, play something new, learn something new, ect., ect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just saying this stuff on here cause its what's going threw my mind.. (and i don't really have anyone to talk to about this sort of stuff at this time, cause everyone is probably in bed... &amp;amp; i am up all alone... bleh......)&lt;br /&gt;i'm also saying all this cause allot of people think i don't have a plan for my life... just cause i don't talk about it allot dosnt' mean i don't know what i'm going to do. but let me tell you... this is just the tip of the iceberg... even if i can't do anything of this stuff, I'll still follow God and serve him till the end of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now you know a lil bit more about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on.. i ponder allot, you really think i wouldn't have a plan for life? (no one ever takes the time to just ask)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114499797616670817?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114499797616670817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114499797616670817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114499797616670817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114499797616670817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-life.html' title='my life...'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114478752908100845</id><published>2006-04-11T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T13:32:09.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustangs....hahahah.... (i love God)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God is good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prophesy about a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just came true... Actually it came true on &lt;em&gt;Sunday!&lt;/em&gt; =D =D =D =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114478752908100845?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114478752908100845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114478752908100845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114478752908100845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114478752908100845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/mustangshahahah-i-love-god.html' title='Mustangs....hahahah.... (i love God)'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114469227049969848</id><published>2006-04-10T09:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T18:19:53.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's it mean to be a man???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you a man?&lt;br /&gt;Dose it make you a man cause you can beat any one up?&lt;br /&gt;Dose it make you a man cause you don't back down from a challenge?&lt;br /&gt;Dose it make you a man cause you have a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Dose it make you a man cause you've had sex with so many girls?&lt;br /&gt;Dose it make you a man cause you take drugs?&lt;br /&gt;Dose it make you a man cause you don't cry?&lt;br /&gt;Dose it make you a man cause you Talk tough?&lt;br /&gt;Dose it make you a man cause you can eat more then any other guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... none of that makes you a man.. what makes you a REAL man is your a bondservant to God AND ONLY God... Cause you gotta Realize that you were made to serve... your going to serve someone in your life no matter what... either your self, God, or Satan... You gotta make a choice.. but will you make a smart choice? or a dumb one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God didn't send his son to die just so you could go to heaven.. ZOMG!?!?! REALLY?? yeah... God sent his son to die for you, to get God out of heaven &amp; into YOU... (make sense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've really got to understand that's just awesome! a guy who could hold the universe in his hand... but he wants to have full force personal relationship with you... your a tiny speck... he wants to be your friend for life... come on... (that totally blew me away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was amazing, i got this double anointed of Prophesy... i thought that was cool... the thing is i want God to use me like no other... funny, yesturday molly (said that me &amp;amp; my friend were the most hungry for the Lord) and i just ate &amp;i'm starving.. and its not for food, its for God!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;also God woke me up at 5 this morning and God said go read your bible, so i did... and he said i'm going to give you something so go back to sleep.. so i did &amp;amp; i kept hearing "put it all together"... and it just made me think.. i'm still not quite sure what it means, but i have a feeling that its going to be great once i figure it out... another thing is in 3 years something is going to happen... i don't know what, but God said train for 3 years &amp; be ready... so that's pretty cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another cool thing is when molly was praying for peoples eyes to be open to see angels... my eyes were burning! like they were on fire... i tried to open them but it was no good, it hurt soo much... Jerame said its a opening of the eyes... witch is cool.. cause last night i took a picture of molly &amp;amp; in the corner there's a face of a angel... I'd put it on here, but she said she didn't want it on here.. so sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is great! and awesome!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114469227049969848?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114469227049969848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114469227049969848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114469227049969848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114469227049969848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/whats-it-mean-to-be-man.html' title='What&apos;s it mean to be a man???'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114439866926717957</id><published>2006-04-07T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:31:09.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ashgfiasjhfasfuah</title><content type='html'>HA! i just remember why i love the rainy weather soooo much! cause after it rains you can see the stars at night so clearly! 2 nights ago i was helping my dad get some stuff out of my moms car... &amp; i look up and the sky is uber clear &amp;amp; just so beautiful!! i loved it!!! (just sitting on the side of my dads truck looking up at the wonderful sky God mad...) he really is a true artist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny.. lately i haven't bin feeling much like a "man of God" but just tonight as we were closing in prayer, i was kinda having my own talk with God.. &amp; i ask, am i really a man of God? i open my eyes &amp;amp; see my dog tag tapping on my chest with the "Man Of God" side facing me.. then i hear "yes"... yeah... okay.. i'm going to bed... night all! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114439866926717957?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114439866926717957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114439866926717957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114439866926717957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114439866926717957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/ashgfiasjhfasfuah.html' title='ashgfiasjhfasfuah'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114425226022325570</id><published>2006-04-05T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T08:58:31.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain [water that falls endlessly)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So yesterday looked like it was a great day to go to the beach... Then it hit &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3 o'clock pm&lt;/span&gt;... The clouds came ah-charging in! And with the mighty wind behind them, they came fast! &amp; then they pored out all over my nice sunny day!! It rained, &amp;amp; it rained! NONE STOP! XD (all the way to this morning... &lt;em&gt;Witch it is still raining mind you&lt;/em&gt;... So its bin raining ALL day &amp; night plus a lil extra this morning.)&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong... i like the rainy weather, the calm gray sky's... i just don't like floods....&lt;br /&gt;i like how the rain makes everything smell fresh &amp;amp; clean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Reminds me of God..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;the rain will wash all the dirt away, making everything clean.. God will wash you up removing all the dirt that's inside you &amp; you'll shine [shining:like smelling fresh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i was thinking about floods, i looked out the window &amp;amp; saw a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;![seven colors in the rainbow, seven letters that make up the word rainbow] (it was cool^_^ cause it was so big &amp; i could see all of it...&lt;br /&gt;It was raining with the sun shining on everything. So it looked really cool to see the rainbow in the sunshine with rain everywhere, clouds moving fast in the background..&lt;br /&gt;it was really beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;(funny... Guys can call girls beautiful, but if they say something else is "beautiful" they get labeled as a pansy! Not cool!)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes out to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; Johnny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... This Saturday from &lt;strong&gt;8am&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;3pm&lt;/strong&gt; there's going to be a&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Doulos&lt;/span&gt; [is the Greek work for "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bondservant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"]&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Young Men's Conference&lt;/span&gt;.. They give us &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;free lunch&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too.. Guess what that lunch is???&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OUT&lt;/span&gt;!!! (So yah know.... &lt;em&gt;Get to learn stuff&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;praise/worship God&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;get to go to a concert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; get yummy food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) come on, it will be fun! It only cost&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dose mean you'll be &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mens Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;... If your interested e-mail me... People speaking: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pastor Cody King&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pastor Gary Galbraith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joseph Rojas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;from Seventh Day Slumber&lt;/span&gt;]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main verse that they go by is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ephesians 4:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;As a prisoner of the Lord, then, i urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114425226022325570?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114425226022325570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114425226022325570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114425226022325570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114425226022325570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/rain-water-that-falls-endlessly.html' title='Rain [water that falls endlessly)'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114404440514744140</id><published>2006-04-02T22:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:09:35.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiley, Fro, &amp; mustache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.M.F... Apparently I'm Mr. Smiley... So J says..&amp; Chris &amp;amp; Andrew... Cause i smile allot... Andrew is the Mustache cause he's got one.. &amp; Chris is da fro.. Together we are the unbeatable team--- SMF! J gave us those cool names... Really though, I'm glad people look at me &amp;amp; see a smile^_^... Makes me feel good ya know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again another lesson on dating.. (our youth is really going all out on this)&lt;br /&gt;i just stopped and started thinking.. *gasp* he was thinking!? zomg, what was that boy thinking about?? Just about my future &amp; the person I'll be with.. Something someone smart said to me "you shouldn't put to much focus on who your going to marry... But that doesn't mean you should just forget about it either, just be prepared for when God brings you together with her" man... So much on waiting.. (i REALLY dislike waiting)&lt;br /&gt;i did allot this week... It was fun... (if ya wanna know just ask meh, i wont bore ya with details on here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something God is really shown me is trust too... i found it funny that Pastor Pat said stuff about how if we can't trust our own friend then how could we trust the one we are destine to be with? Just so happens tonight Chris asked me what I'm looking for in a girl.. &amp;amp; i hesitated to tell him.. Then he said "you should be able to trust your best friend with stuff like that man" just so happens God showed me some more stuff up at camp about how i need to start trusting in others... That's something that's always bin hard for meh... bleh.. Now this is getting serious and crap... Okay I'm done! (peace)^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114404440514744140?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114404440514744140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114404440514744140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114404440514744140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114404440514744140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/04/smiley-fro-mustache.html' title='Smiley, Fro, &amp; mustache'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114344333313573707</id><published>2006-03-26T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T07:57:22.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beating up British kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yeeeeah, that's what you do when your even more bored.. It was fun... (big story, you'd have to play N64 to get it...So all you old people who think video games are for kids? Well sorry... You just wont get it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sooo today was good.... I'll admit it feels weird actually staying still for a while.. Cause I've bin trying o run allot every day to get into shape &amp; just get ready for something that I'll be doin in 3 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Somethin really got stuck in my head... (we went over "dating" &amp;amp; stuff with our Youth group at church)... Allot of stuff I REALLY needed to hear again, but I learned allot of new things... One thing that got to me was somethin Mishi said, about how we shouldn't be lazy bums &amp; expect God to send us someone who's everything we could ever imagine but then were nothing like the people they wanted... That would suck. To have the perfect girl brought to me by God &amp;amp; be nothing she wanted cause I was lazy! bleh! Screw that! Everyday is going to be training for me! grrrr..... Maybe if I beat up some &lt;em&gt;British kids&lt;/em&gt; I'll get pumped up! ERRRRRR! Okay I'm going to bed now! =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;doctor pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;gooood&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; I'm a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sneaky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114344333313573707?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114344333313573707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114344333313573707&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114344333313573707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114344333313573707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/beating-up-british-kids.html' title='Beating up British kids'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114327591058703818</id><published>2006-03-25T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T00:38:30.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new to look at</title><content type='html'>Don't know.. I'm just bored... &lt;3~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~ (that's what i like to call "exetreme love".... execpt it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blarg! Your hot. I'm hot. Lets be hot together! BABY (somethin from camp... pretty much just saying that people are very shallow some times..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114327591058703818?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114327591058703818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114327591058703818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114327591058703818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114327591058703818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/something-new-to-look-at.html' title='Something new to look at'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114284240249244404</id><published>2006-03-19T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T00:13:22.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My day was great, had a lil cake, some icecream... haha, not.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lets see, we went to applebees &amp; ate there (witch was actually really funny/fun) I had 5 freaken kiwi lemonades... ohhhh maaan! That was so awesome! XD I was a spazz for most of the day... Then chillen in the car for a while kinda toned me down &amp;amp; made me REALLY tired.... oh well, my buddeh let me use her shoulder as a pillow... (I was out like a light... you know when your half asleep &amp; half awake)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I had a great day till we got to the mall... I don't know what it was but I felt uber sick... I almost blew chunks in the bathroom.... I wanted to go with my friends to her house... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess it was good that I went home... normaly God tells me to go home some days so I don't get hurt or whatever &amp; I don't listen &amp;amp; then I get bombarded by crap I don't need... (so it was good that I went home, &amp; I didn't go home alone either!) ben wanted to come hang with me... witch is cool... cause he's cool... so it works... he's cool &amp;amp; I'm cool... we can be cool &amp; do cool stuff together... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay I'm tired... well... highlights of my day... being with my friends (Always fun)... getting a new hat!! (YESSSSSS!! ZOMG! I've bin wanting one for soooo long!) &amp; God telling me stuff about how I need to work on trusting him... (pretty much for my life &amp;amp; everything else...) grreeeaaat, I swear... I feel like I'm learning something every day... (maybe that's why I have head aches allot.. eh... could be worse... I could be growing stupid) *yawn* I'm tired... okay well.... yeah... don't know what else to say... oh I know! the really best part about my day! I get harassed by some punk on the internet... *sigh* the devil is always trying to bring me down! YA WELL YOU KNOW WHAT??? IT DOSN'T FAZE ME!! AT ALL!!!!!!! SO HA!!! (just pray for this guy, I don't know who he is... but he could use some extra loving.. so just pray for him....) hey... I know if I was a punk &amp; my life seemed to suck I'd want someone to care about me &amp; pray for me, even if I hated it &amp;amp; wanted them dead... so just pray for this guy.... k...its 12:06... night!  (haha, i lied.... its 12:12 ;P)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114284240249244404?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114284240249244404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114284240249244404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114284240249244404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114284240249244404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114253363189837870</id><published>2006-03-16T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:31:10.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow, I was readin good old Samuel in da bible, &amp; I come across this little thing that opened my eyes to some things ... So I thought I'd share it with you even if you already understand it &amp;amp; know it! Always good to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fredshed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1 Samuel 23:7&lt;/span&gt; " Saul was told that David had gone to Keilah, and he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "God has handed him over to me, for David has imprisoned himself by entering a town with gates and bars"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if you don't know the whole story to this, let me&lt;em&gt; refresh&lt;/em&gt; your memory... Saul is a very jealous King who is mad at David.. What did David do to make Saul so freaken jealous? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Saul has slain his thousands, and David his tens of thousands"&lt;/span&gt; so from then on, Saul kept a jealous eye on David...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saul &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; snaps &amp; tries to kill David.. But David dose the smart thing &amp;amp; runs! (hey, turn the other cheek and run like heck! I would have done it!) So Saul chases him down... &amp; that's where &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1 Samuel 23:7&lt;/span&gt; comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil is going to throw out stuff that seems like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Golden&lt;/span&gt; opportunities... Like there the best things in the world! (&amp;amp; I mean they can seem so harmless, like David stopping at that town... Seems okay.. Looks nice, feels nice, seems like a good place to hide... But if David didn't go over his plan with God, he would have bin caught by Saul &amp; killed... But since he talked to God, he got away! (yaaaaaaaaay, gooo David!! w00t-w00t!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just goes to show, go over EVERYTHING you do with God... (even if its something like... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"what to eat for breakfast"&lt;/span&gt; hill tell yah exactly what to eat... (&amp;amp; most likely your going to like it taboot!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;God will never force you to do somethin HE thinks you can't handle... in fact, he wont force you to do anything.. That's where obedience comes in... For you to choice from listening to God &amp; doin what he wants done or disobeying Him... Don't be afraid to be bold for God... He's got your back...&lt;/span&gt; (random I know, but God put that on my heart to say that.. Maybe it will help someone, maybe it wont.. Oh well^_^)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114253363189837870?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114253363189837870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114253363189837870&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114253363189837870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114253363189837870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/whoa.html' title='Whoa.....'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114241013558265504</id><published>2006-03-14T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T00:08:55.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again old wounds come to try to take me down</title><content type='html'>Whenever I get over something, its seems to come back &amp; try to rip me apart &amp;amp; destroy me.... All I can say is my enemy is very uncreative... But still seems to come back stronger &amp; more fierce... I play to many war games, so I take my life like a war... (some times you gotta lose to win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way... I'm sitting here thinking to my self &amp;amp; my mom comes in &amp; tells me that I should share my time I had up in camp with my 2 friends Steven &amp;amp; Andrew, Steven seems to be on top of his game like no other, but hearing some stuff about Andrew got me worried... I've tried this before &amp; all it ended up with me just getting back stabbed over &amp;amp; over... (if you could see the knifes from being back stabbed I'd probably have to many for your eyes to count in my back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please pray for me... I need it so much now.... Just for God to give me the right time &amp; to take away the fear... (I see why I've bin reading about how to evangelism now... How I've bin reading stuff about how telling someone of what God has done for you is the best way to reach out to someone) pray that I can get them to want to go to Acquire the Fire... Steven seems interested into to... Witch is great!^_^ but his brother doesn't seem like he wants to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(he turned 18 &amp;amp; now he thinks he can pretty much do anything... Like do a bunch of crap that isn't right...) so please your payers will be VERY appreciated...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114241013558265504?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114241013558265504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114241013558265504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114241013558265504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114241013558265504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/again-old-wounds-come-to-try-to-take.html' title='Again old wounds come to try to take me down'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114238337828308213</id><published>2006-03-14T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T16:42:58.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't fight Math =3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/256452077_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/400/256452077_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha, i saw this &amp;  just had to share it with the rest of da class! =P&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114238337828308213?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114238337828308213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114238337828308213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114238337828308213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114238337828308213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/cant-fight-math-3.html' title='can&apos;t fight Math =3'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114236329237230261</id><published>2006-03-14T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T11:09:03.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwier teh apple!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I'm eating a Granny Smith &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;apple &lt;/span&gt;&amp; taking my sweet time enjoying that bad boy... (Cause its the last one &amp;amp; there the&lt;em&gt; best &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;apples &lt;/span&gt;ever cause there &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sour&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;!! &amp; OH SO &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GOOOD&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So God says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "see how your enjoying that yummy apple?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm like&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yay, tis good!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;God,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"well you need to start enjoying life like how your enjoying that apple"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"wait? You mean I'm not?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; God,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"no mister serious! Have fun, but keep by my standards"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*finish apple*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"okay, now what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "well... Go up stairs &amp; enjoy your School work like that apple! ^__^"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*falls over*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I knew there was a catch-.-;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;God,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*smacks me on the head*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"get going!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"yes sir!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;*trips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; over dog &amp; falls flat on the floor*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"can I get a band-aid first?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;God,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"yes" (what am I going to do with you! ^_^) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yah, that may seem like a weird conversation to have, but that's how real God wants to be with you... He's really fun to talk to... I mean, wouldn't you like to talk with the guy who made EVERYTHING &amp;amp; KNOWS EVERYTHING... I don't know about you, but I love talkin to him!^_^...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoooh! Watch as only 1 person comments! XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114236329237230261?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114236329237230261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114236329237230261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114236329237230261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114236329237230261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/screwier-teh-apple.html' title='Screwier teh apple!!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114232454721320922</id><published>2006-03-14T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T00:23:26.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay so ya know..</title><content type='html'>Its 12 o'clock... I'm such a naughty boy for staying up! (teehee I ish a naughty boy!) but really... I'm bored &amp; hyper &amp;amp; gotta find someone to talk to or something!!! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone at all??? *Sniffle*..................................................................................Don't make me do it! Do what you say? IT! (what is "IT" any way??---..e.rrrr.. I mean... IT! YEAH THAT'S RIGHT! I'LL DO IT!! SO YA BETTER TALK TO MEH!! OR ELSE I'LL DO IT!! hahahahah.............) ...yay I'm done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114232454721320922?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114232454721320922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114232454721320922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114232454721320922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114232454721320922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/okay-so-ya-know.html' title='Okay so ya know..'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114231360086750656</id><published>2006-03-13T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:20:00.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 more laps to go!</title><content type='html'>went to boomers [family fun center] for my friends 18 birthday... wow... all we did was drive the go-carts... we were the only ones there... so we did 27 laps around the track... (zomg, we pretty much tried to kill each other on that track! me &amp; my friend have mad driving skills, my other friend had trouble keeping up, (but got used to it around lap 12)we toyed with each other the whole time... slowing down so one could catch up, then ditch each other.. all this other stuff) it was great... they only let us ride it for 27 laps... witch sucked... so were going to go back friday &amp;amp; do that all day till 11 at night... (sounds like fun to me...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114231360086750656?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114231360086750656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114231360086750656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114231360086750656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114231360086750656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/27-more-laps-to-go_114231360086750656.html' title='27 more laps to go!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114223215786761308</id><published>2006-03-12T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T22:42:37.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd rather have our friendship be destroyed if it mint saving you from a broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my day was okay today... Our youth group did a semi discussion on Character &amp; love... (allot of stuff I already know but needed to hear any way) pretty much they talked about how you should show love to someone no matter what goes on... (you don't think of the problem you think of how you can help them... Even if they've hurt you countless times...) one of the hardest things to do.... God showed us this for a reason... (tonight was a sucky night....) it didn't really affect me... Cause nothing can really faze me... (just being honest... I mean when you REALLY understand God has got your back you tend to not let things faze you at all) lets just say I lost so much respect for some people I know tonight... 3 people I looked up to... I don't any more... Stuff they have I wish I had... Its just gone... All I'm going to say is our youth group needs to get deeper into &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;self-control &amp;amp; lust&lt;/span&gt;... (Some people just don't get what lust is... Well lets see, in the bible it talks ALLOT about "hotty eyes" even looking at a girl with just one inappropriate thought is called lust... Touching a girl in ANY way that is just making it pleasing for your self is lust (even just hugging her so her body can be close to yours)... I'm seriously tired of people who think there in love but ACT threw lust... I know, I know.. "Our relationship is different" my @$$ its different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save the drama for your mamma, open up your eyes people... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The enemy will blind you &amp; make you think everything is drama, one person could be trying to help &amp;amp; all you see is them attacking you...&lt;/span&gt; its time people start checking there relationships &amp; stop acting like its all fun &amp;amp; games... (when your in a relationship just cause its "fun" then your in lust... Love should be fun, but it shouldn't just be about fun touching each other... When you have to touch someone just to feel in love... (then your in lust... Don't let the enemy have his way with you.)&lt;br /&gt;seriously at first seeing thing guy touch one of my friends who's a girl. I was jealous... Then I got over jealousy &amp; now I'm just pissed that a great man of God would bring down a good friend of mine... I'm getting to that point where its SOOO very hard to stop my self from giving this guy a thrashing... He may be my friend but a girls heart is not something I want to see destroyed. Guys are tough we get over it, girls are gentile &amp;amp; delicate they get wounded much easier then guys. Seeing my friends get hurt cause of lust is something I don't want to go threw AGAIN... Lust has bin a big battle for me &amp;amp; my family... I've grown to be against it so much... The only thing I hate is sin... I hate it with a fiery passion... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114223215786761308?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114223215786761308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114223215786761308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114223215786761308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114223215786761308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/id-rather-have-our-friendship-be.html' title='I&apos;d rather have our friendship be destroyed if it mint saving you from a broken heart'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114214682399861707</id><published>2006-03-11T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:00:24.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A God filled day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wow... Today I had planed to try to be with my friends but God had something different in mind... He pretty much told me "were spending today together, cause there's stuff in your life that were going clean up today"..... Just wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay well I've bin kinda down cause my feelings for a girl returned that was unexpected... &amp; she has a bf &amp;amp; stuff... &amp; I've bin tryin to hold my self together whenever there around each other &amp;amp; doin the bf-gf stuff... So God said, "if you really like her, just be there for her... You wonder why you 2 have become farther &amp; farther apart, cause your pushing her away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;boom... I stopped right there.... &amp;amp; pretty much felt like a complete jerk... (funny how early in the morning I was reading about bitterness....) can you say KO!! yay... So God fixed me up... Me &amp; him went to go see a movie... It was good... Saw the Pink Panther... (I'm soo going to see that again tomorrow) when you bring God with you everywhere its cool! he makes anything fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay well after the movie I start walking &amp;amp; pick up a jamba juice &amp; as I'm walking it starts raining... So I flip on my hood &amp;amp; ignore it.... &amp; God says "sing to me"... I remember from bible college how pastor pat said God likes stuff from the heart, stuff that's fresh that you really have to work at to come up with... Cause you don't know it by heart... So I start singing giving him praise &amp;amp; it starts raining really hard... I didn't even know it... I get about a block away from our church &amp; it starts hailing UBER hard... By then I was really into my praise (it actually hurts... The hail I mean) God says keep singing... So I do... &amp;amp; I hear someone yelling at me to stop &amp; crying in pain... Guess who it is? The devil.... I didn't really notice the hail or the pain till I saw Pastor Pats van pull in front of me &amp;amp; ask me for a nice dry ride... Cause as soon as my focus went off God everything smacked me in the face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;every prayer I prayed today got answered today... I prayed that I'd be able to have some time alone so I could apologize to someone for being a jerk... God gave me some time with that person alone... It was awesome....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm done...^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114214682399861707?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114214682399861707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114214682399861707&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114214682399861707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114214682399861707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/god-filled-day.html' title='A God filled day!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114204407634342015</id><published>2006-03-10T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T18:27:56.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is nothing but fun</title><content type='html'>Okay who here thinks life now should not be taken seriously &amp; just be nothing but fun &amp;amp; games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true life should be FUN but it should be serious... (God wants us to have fun but he wants us to take him SERIOUS) am I right? or should I just go to the mind set of a 10 year old &amp; just have fun with life &amp;amp; not give a hoot....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114204407634342015?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114204407634342015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114204407634342015&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114204407634342015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114204407634342015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-is-nothing-but-fun.html' title='Life is nothing but fun'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114170429794212470</id><published>2006-03-06T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:04:57.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DELETE!!?!?!?! &gt;_O</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/what%20mallet2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt; (I didn't draw that picture... But that's how I feel right now... No love to the compy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I HATE MY &lt;a href="mailto:!@#!@$%"&gt;!@#!@$%&lt;/a&gt; COMPUTER!!! My good for nothing-peace of junk-retarded-worthless computer deleted a school programs for grading my school work... (pretty much the whole teachers addition to my school) so not only do I have to reinstall that, I have to do ALL my school work over again!!!...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously... I'm getting books next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now excuse me while I attach some high explosives to my computer &amp; use a AK47 on the monitor &amp;amp; a cup of milk on the key board...I'll give the mouse to my dog to chew up... (have a good day).....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114170429794212470?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114170429794212470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114170429794212470&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114170429794212470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114170429794212470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/delete-o.html' title='DELETE!!?!?!?! &gt;_O'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114168469428629245</id><published>2006-03-06T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T14:38:14.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew cats where good for something</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/bewarethesniperkitten.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/400/bewarethesniperkitten.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " I got you in my sights you stupid poodle!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/400/Sharks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most terrifying shark I have ever seen... (gives me shivers just looking at it)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114168469428629245?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114168469428629245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114168469428629245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114168469428629245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114168469428629245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-knew-cats-where-good-for-something.html' title='I knew cats where good for something'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114140468199104437</id><published>2006-03-03T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T08:51:22.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duuuude, NOT COOL!</title><content type='html'>Matthew 19:12 *&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shudders&lt;/span&gt;* "some are born as eunuchs [pretty much that means "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;unmasculine man&lt;/span&gt;".. that must suck!! O.O;], some have been made that way by others, and some&lt;strong&gt; choose&lt;/strong&gt; not to marry for the sake of the Kingdom of heaven. Let anyone who can accept this statement." (I DECLINE!! &lt;em&gt;innless &lt;/em&gt;God wants me to stay single for the rest of my life... then.. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;whatever gets the job done I guess&lt;/span&gt;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 7: 7-35  this is all the stuff it says about those verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; " God gives&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; some&lt;/span&gt; people the gift of &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;singleness"&lt;/span&gt; (I really hope I don't have that gift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;sometimes singleness is the&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; best&lt;/span&gt; in certain situations"&lt;/strong&gt; (I get it okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "single people have &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;focus&lt;/span&gt; on service for God" (this one is very true!)                                      &lt;br /&gt;                just put a fork in me, I'm done! XD  the one that's highlighted is the one God's kinda throwing in my face. eh whatever... I guess that's why God has bin teaching me patients.. .but really its not fair!~_~ everyone else gets to have a gf/bf while I'm stuck to rot... x_x  (yeah I know, I'm being selfish!. SO WHAT!.....okay....I'll stop) *sigh*blarg! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh could be worse I guess... like Mishi told meh " the right girl will come on God's time, &amp; shill love you as much as you love her" I sure hope so! ^_^ (seriously though, hearing/reading those words made me so excited, just typing them made me feel better! XD) Mishi you ROCK! ^__^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I want to be a Daddy one day, &amp; have lots of kids! (&amp;amp; a beautiful wife who's heart is on fire for God!^__^) I've bin told I'd make a good dad... I know how to do lots of stuff &amp; I want to keep working on my dad skills even at my age! =D (yeah I'm lame) after I said that this came to mind "Dig the well before your thirsty" is that how Pastor Pat said it? I don't remember fully.. but I do remember what it MEANT...&lt;br /&gt;so even if God wants me to stay single for life, I'll still be happy!^_^ (heck I'm happy right now!^__^)&lt;br /&gt;cause God is great &amp;amp; he should be the one I'm in love with for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I really couldn't think of anything to posts, so I thought I'd just post what I was going threw, hope this helps anyone else...^^; if not... then at least you know what's going on in my life ya?) sorry if this bores you &amp; makes you not want to leave a comment! n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio! *pulls out umbrella &amp; flies away* HAHAHAH!!!  *Smacks into a airplane* K_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114140468199104437?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114140468199104437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114140468199104437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114140468199104437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114140468199104437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/03/duuuude-not-cool.html' title='Duuuude, NOT COOL!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114114254343073060</id><published>2006-02-28T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T08:02:23.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Cut!</title><content type='html'>I GOT A HAIR CUT! WHOOOH! &amp; I love it!^__^&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun! You haven't lived till someone vacuums your head! XD People tell me to get a hair cut then when I get a hair cut people say they miss my long hair! (I guess I'm a hotty when I have long hair! Right on! Its WAY-COOL!)  my hair cut is AWESOME, who ever did it is AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114114254343073060?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114114254343073060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114114254343073060&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114114254343073060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114114254343073060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/02/hair-cut.html' title='Hair Cut!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114106212337895752</id><published>2006-02-27T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T07:20:08.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Butter</title><content type='html'>Ever feel like you want to tell someone you love them so much, but hold back cause your afraid of what the response would be? You think I could get over someone, but what if God put her in my heart for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"get closer to her" is what I keep getting in my heart as I get closer to God... But how the fahizzy am I suppose to get closer to a girl who is in love with another??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with this girl.. But if she's happy now I don't want to screw that up (even if I don't like it one bit) but its not about me, its about her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114106212337895752?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114106212337895752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114106212337895752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114106212337895752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114106212337895752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/02/apple-butter.html' title='Apple Butter'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114096862000765046</id><published>2006-02-26T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T07:43:40.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubular</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahah, I like that... The consort was so freaken awesome! It wasn't even a consort! It was&lt;strong&gt; Worshiping Jesus&lt;/strong&gt; in the middle of a &lt;strong&gt;Mall &amp; a Movie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Theater!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                   Good times where made! I'm sorry for the people who didn't want to go, but me &amp;amp; Chris got allot out of it! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tis good!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peace!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114096862000765046?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114096862000765046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114096862000765046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114096862000765046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114096862000765046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/02/tubular.html' title='Tubular'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114071970613376529</id><published>2006-02-23T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T10:35:06.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of new pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://theycallthempictures.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://theycallthempictures.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Go there if you want to see lots of pictures I have taken! (or just pics I'm in) remember, I take lots of pictures of you guys as well... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment on them! =3 (pwease)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114071970613376529?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114071970613376529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114071970613376529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114071970613376529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114071970613376529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/02/lots-of-new-pictures.html' title='Lots of new pictures!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114063573975639949</id><published>2006-02-22T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T11:15:39.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearing God's word while working!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Watering&lt;/span&gt; the back yard is a&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; rich-full&lt;/span&gt; experience! I have bin watering it almost &lt;em&gt;every day&lt;/em&gt; before the camp! (at least the very back of the backyard) &amp; I started to see results after time... I've only bin watering the back cause my dad doesn't want the dogs tracking mud into the house.. So now that there is grass in the back I've now started to water the middle of the back yard while still watering the very back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;God said: "doesn't this seem very familiar to something? (think about it)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so I thought about it, then it dawned on me! God doesn't want us to rush stuff, we need to apply our selves to the stuff HE wants done every day, even if its just a little thing, in time we will start to see results! As he used those times we took to obey to help us grow! &amp;amp; once we start to see something grow in us, HE wants us to move on to something else to grow in, while still sharpening the skills we just grew in ! (so those skills will grow as well &amp; not die over time) he wants us to keep growing in him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably wouldn't have even opened my self up to that if it wasn't for someone telling me to try to seek God while I work! (thanks! You know who you are!...I hope) but for anyone who reads this could you pray for me that I grow more in the Lord &amp;amp; that I find out what I was made to do? (please &amp;amp; thank you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thessalonians 3:10 "For even when we were with you, we gave you this rule: "If a man will not work, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he shall &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;eat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114063573975639949?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114063573975639949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114063573975639949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114063573975639949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114063573975639949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/02/hearing-gods-word-while-working.html' title='Hearing God&apos;s word while working!'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19899114.post-114050225907993676</id><published>2006-02-20T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T08:02:52.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I gave my old life up for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday February the 17, I left for &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/Picture%20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;camp, not thinking much about it, just wondering what it was going to be like, I had know idea that God was going to do so much for me, opening my heart &amp; eyes to so much! God is great &amp;amp; he is awesome! So much happened you would probably explode if you read all of it. So I'll keep it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my 17 birthday up there with my family [all my youth friends/youth leaders] &amp; it was the best birthday I have ever had in my life!! God gave me so many gifts that are going to be in me forever, he's blessed me with so many great people in my life! YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST IN THE WORLD!!!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!! Thank you for making my birthday one I'll never forget! I'll still remember it in a 100 years (I didn't want to make a speech cause I'm not a speaker person, but I'll tell you over this thing) you guys mean so much to me, God has blessed me with great friends like you, I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me threw the good &amp;amp; the bad, encouraging me, helping me to grow, teaching me stuff, just being there for me! God opened my eyes to what a wonderful family I got.... So thank you! you guys rock my face off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/320/Picture%20184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love these people! (were going to be unleashed!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something that I did learn, is about love. (God opened my eyes to what Love really is) me &amp; my buddeh were talking about these girls we like, &amp;amp; something about them seemed different, we like them for there "personality &amp; there looks", but something about that didn't seem right at all, so I finally realized what it was that I found them so attractive, it was there spirit, I was in love with there spirit, so not only do I love there personality &amp;amp; everything else, but there spirit that makes them shine &amp; it really catches my eye! I still no nothing about love &amp;amp; I just wish to learn more.. God's opened my heart to so many things &amp; my eyes! I think he's done this for everyone! I got closer to my guy friends.. (&amp;amp; a couple girls, they rock) I really wish God would be happy with me having a gf though, I really want to get closer to this one girl, but it wouldn't be good, I'd miss so much God has planed for me if I did that. gah, oh well... I'll just wait for God's time (not mine, cause if I did that now, it would be my time &amp; I'd just be selfish, I wouldn't be thinking about anyone but me.. So I'll wait for God/catch up to God) I still no nothing in all the arise of my life &amp;amp; I want to keep growing! But I think seeing all my friends grow in so many parts of there life really made my weekend.^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~This is just the beginning for what God has in store for us! (were shifting gears &amp; were not going to take it any more) I plan to ride free &amp;amp; take out any enemy that try's to mess with me.. Darkness will still come &amp; try to take us out. But it wont do anything if we put our faith in God &amp;amp; leave it up to him to do all his great works &amp; to keep his promise! God loves us all &amp;amp; wants us to be happy &amp;amp; have fun, but not think life is just some stupid game, he doesn't want us to fear anything but him, he wants us to stand up for him! He will be with us! He never leaves us, his love is like no other!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;hi&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19899114-114050225907993676?l=fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114050225907993676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19899114&amp;postID=114050225907993676&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114050225907993676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19899114/posts/default/114050225907993676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangboysblogthingy.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-i-gave-my-old-life-up-for.html' title='What I gave my old life up for'/><author><name>elliatto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11661312739892107094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5335/1411/1600/smaller%20me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
