<?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-9225636</id><updated>2011-08-13T10:49:04.171-07:00</updated><category term='lawwyer post'/><title type='text'>the rants and ravings of a psychotically influenced teenage mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-7384393843506295820</id><published>2007-10-09T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:22:35.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawwyer post'/><title type='text'>lawyer anyone?????</title><content type='html'>hey guys (whoever still reads my blog) god knows i have'nt posted in a while .... however i was stuck in the hospital for a long time.... anyway i need a good accident lawyer to sue the guy who hit me with his truck so i was just wondering if anyone knows of one i could get in toush with if someone could help me with this that would be greatly appreciated ..... to get a hold of me you can call my cell if you don't know the number than email me @ &lt;a href="mailto:amanda_thompson_03@hotmail.com"&gt;amanda_thompson_03@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; thanks that would be great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-7384393843506295820?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/7384393843506295820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=7384393843506295820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/7384393843506295820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/7384393843506295820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2007/10/lawyer-anyone.html' title='lawyer anyone?????'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-115677679508856676</id><published>2006-08-28T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T07:53:15.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little pregnancy humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3281/663/1600/c34[1].png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3281/663/400/c34%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-115677679508856676?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/115677679508856676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=115677679508856676' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/115677679508856676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/115677679508856676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2006/08/little-pregnancy-humor.html' title='a little pregnancy humor'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-114135880062787910</id><published>2006-03-02T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T20:06:40.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think im a sinner</title><content type='html'>so funny last sunday i went to a different church and as you know i am a very outspoken person.&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting listening to the worship and life was good till the pastor started his sermon he was talking about homosexuality and how it was sin and i ignored that. then he started preaching about sex out of wedlock and pregnant teenagers and how it was sin and all that junk well that didnt go over so well with me. so i got up in the middle of his sermon and said excuse me the pregnant lady has to pee. and i walked down three rows and up two isles and went to the bathroom. as i entered the bathroom some old lady that was in there looked at me in disgrace and i proceeded to tell her to excuse me because i was a pregnant teenager that had to pee and i told her that i was swearing off boys so i might just become a lesbian. i think im a sinner.... just a hunch... dear lord please forgive me for i have sinned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-114135880062787910?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/114135880062787910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=114135880062787910' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/114135880062787910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/114135880062787910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-im-sinner.html' title='i think im a sinner'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-113873826887279683</id><published>2006-01-31T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T14:19:55.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift from god?</title><content type='html'>Well Ive got myself into a bit of a predicament. and it's time to start thinkin of baby names.     PRAISE JESUS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-113873826887279683?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/113873826887279683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=113873826887279683' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/113873826887279683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/113873826887279683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2006/01/gift-from-god.html' title='A gift from god?'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112942317520445135</id><published>2005-10-15T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T17:39:35.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no corn pokers this time</title><content type='html'>ya i got my tongue peirced on tuesday it didnt hurt at first but the after effects suck.&lt;br /&gt;my tongue and neck are still swollen. so ya pain. im never getting my tongue peirced again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112942317520445135?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112942317520445135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112942317520445135' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112942317520445135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112942317520445135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-corn-pokers-this-time.html' title='no corn pokers this time'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112926672446387087</id><published>2005-10-13T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T22:12:04.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Myself Back</title><content type='html'>today at this exact moment im holding myself back from beating the living pulp out of joanna's boy friend. long story short we got in an argument and he told me i was the next persdon to be kicked out of the house. but the truth is that i was in this family way before he was. i have alot of words to say but i wont.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112926672446387087?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112926672446387087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112926672446387087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112926672446387087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112926672446387087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/10/holding-myself-back.html' title='Holding Myself Back'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112917931294792798</id><published>2005-10-12T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:56:59.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B.L.O.G.</title><content type='html'>Blog.&lt;br /&gt;What does the word mean?&lt;br /&gt;Well acording to my friend Marge, who obviouisly isn't a blogger, it means:&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit. Log. On. Garbage.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was pretty commical, just sharing a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Manda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112917931294792798?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112917931294792798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112917931294792798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112917931294792798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112917931294792798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog.html' title='B.L.O.G.'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112917898789114804</id><published>2005-10-12T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:49:47.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domino's</title><content type='html'>You could order pizza @ Mona's, or you can always order pizza from Domino's like some people I know........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112917898789114804?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112917898789114804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112917898789114804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112917898789114804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112917898789114804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/10/dominos.html' title='Domino&apos;s'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112897353013019057</id><published>2005-10-10T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T12:52:31.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONA PIZZA</title><content type='html'>My mother has just recently purchased Mona Pizza on 1st avenue. We have had ownership for roughly three weeks and the change has been amazing. If you ever saw it before you have to go check it out. It's crazy how much work three people can do in three weeks to make such a difference.&lt;br /&gt;So ya we have great lunch specials.&lt;br /&gt;-Mona Pizza, First Avenue, Across the street from Stan the leather man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a new special. If you buy three pizzas of any size you get the fourth on free.&lt;br /&gt;Four large pizzas including tax, and delivery comes to $34.00.&lt;br /&gt;We also have a walk in special - One large pizza with five toppings for $11.75 including tax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Manda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112897353013019057?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112897353013019057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112897353013019057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112897353013019057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112897353013019057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/10/mona-pizza.html' title='MONA PIZZA'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112734931897548927</id><published>2005-09-21T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T17:35:18.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish my daddy would buy me a laptop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112734931897548927?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112734931897548927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112734931897548927' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734931897548927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734931897548927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-wish-my-daddy-would-buy-me-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112734822872263716</id><published>2005-09-21T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T17:17:08.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilema</title><content type='html'>You see I have this dilema. I got fired by my own mother.... awww burn. And I don't know what to do. My mom told me to leave so I did that was on Monday, and I haven't seen her since. She told me that I should come home when I'm ready to be a responsible part of her family and I'm ready to pull my own weight. So I don't know if I should go home, or I should quit school or what. I got in an argument today with my math teacher, and I wanted get out of that class anyway but the school won't let me and that's the whole reason that I quit school last year. So I'm not sure what to do.  but I'm done writing about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112734822872263716?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112734822872263716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112734822872263716' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734822872263716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734822872263716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/09/dilema.html' title='Dilema'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112734160385813153</id><published>2005-09-21T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:26:43.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sirens</title><content type='html'>So ya I'm sitting at Auntie Rose's and I heard sirens and for some reason I wanted to run.&lt;br /&gt; guilty conscience much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112734160385813153?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112734160385813153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112734160385813153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734160385813153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734160385813153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/09/sirens.html' title='Sirens'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112734095074467467</id><published>2005-09-21T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:15:50.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott</title><content type='html'>I'm soooo stealing your idea of writting a whole bunch of little blogs instead of one really long one that actually involves thought, not that you don't think about what your writing. Because I'ts not like I was trying to offend you or something but I could if you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112734095074467467?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112734095074467467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112734095074467467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734095074467467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734095074467467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/09/scott.html' title='Scott'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112734057235835479</id><published>2005-09-21T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:09:32.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Crazy People</title><content type='html'>I think that by the church I used to go to you can kinda tell that I love crazy people. But not like the gross weird creepy crazy nasty people, but really cool crazy people like Rose. Auntie Rose. Don't ask me how she got that name because either of us don't no how it happened. But it just did. Auntie Rose is so cool and you can talk to her about anything she's rad in the "not so old" kinda way. Whoo Hoo BROWNIE POINTS!!!!!..... I mean cheesecake Points. Oh Ya!! Any way that's All I got about crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112734057235835479?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112734057235835479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112734057235835479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734057235835479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112734057235835479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-crazy-people.html' title='I Love Crazy People'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112733978298600337</id><published>2005-09-21T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T14:56:22.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Club365</title><content type='html'>Im extremely excited about Scott's new churchy thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112733978298600337?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112733978298600337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112733978298600337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112733978298600337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112733978298600337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/09/club365.html' title='Club365'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112707477537239688</id><published>2005-09-18T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T13:23:48.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>church</title><content type='html'>I was debating recently on leaving the church because it has to much conflict and not enough passion for god. Almost all the church thinks is rumors, or making up stupid untrue stories about people. Isn't church supposed to be about god? and worship? How do people turn a thing so wonderful and amazing into such crap. It's really hard to write this and censor myself for the selected few church people that matter, or actually read my blog. So there's not much else to say really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112707477537239688?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112707477537239688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112707477537239688' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112707477537239688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112707477537239688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/09/church.html' title='church'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112701926489737937</id><published>2005-09-17T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T21:54:24.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>I looked at my blog today and realized that I havent blogged in a while.&lt;br /&gt;My new news is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I turned 17 on September 5th&lt;br /&gt;-I got a Job at Yummy House&lt;br /&gt;-I went back to school&lt;br /&gt;-My mom bought Mona Pizza&lt;br /&gt;-I got a new job there&lt;br /&gt;-Im quitting my other job tomorow&lt;br /&gt;-I'm not gonna graduate this year from Mission&lt;br /&gt;-I''m going to Riverside for second semester to take culinary arts and graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant think of anything else that's news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112701926489737937?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112701926489737937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112701926489737937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112701926489737937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112701926489737937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow-its-been-while.html' title='Wow It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112355564717921885</id><published>2005-08-08T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T19:47:27.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awwwwwww she's sooo cute!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3281/663/1600/becka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3281/663/320/becka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is becka she doesnt want me to put this on my blog so im not going to "wink"  "wink"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112355564717921885?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112355564717921885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112355564717921885' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112355564717921885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112355564717921885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/08/awwwwwww-shes-sooo-cute.html' title='awwwwwww she&apos;s sooo cute!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112344682226533533</id><published>2005-08-07T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T13:33:42.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mackenzies birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my god daughter mackenzie just had her first birthday on july 26th happy birthday mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i would post a picture but the computer wont let me!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112344682226533533?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112344682226533533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112344682226533533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112344682226533533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112344682226533533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/08/mackenzies-birthday.html' title='mackenzies birthday'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112199757274326295</id><published>2005-07-21T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T18:59:32.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>corrie's back</title><content type='html'>my friend corrie's back in town with her baby mackenzie but she only here for the summer what a bummer. have to make the best out of the time we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112199757274326295?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112199757274326295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112199757274326295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112199757274326295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112199757274326295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/07/corries-back.html' title='corrie&apos;s back'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112199659098297510</id><published>2005-07-21T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T18:43:10.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>caving</title><content type='html'>i went caving today and it was interesting. i got stuck in a hole. and it was horrible. then laticia head light died and her flashlight died so i gave her mine and it died to. but all in all it was a fun day. but very sore. and painful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112199659098297510?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112199659098297510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112199659098297510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112199659098297510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112199659098297510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/07/caving.html' title='caving'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112154238204321737</id><published>2005-07-16T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T12:33:02.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid felicia</title><content type='html'>you all know joanna well, she got jumped.&lt;br /&gt;we were walking down the street and some guy came up and he was threatening josh (joanna's boyfreind) and she stepped in front of him and said "back off!" he pushed her out of the way and went up to josh and punched him in the head, they got in a huge fight. so his girlfriend(felicia) went up to joanna and said some nasty words and they got in a scrap. so then i let her fight her own fight but then she socked her a good one in the jaw so i jumped in i threw her against a pole and by this time her boyfriend was already running away she saw him so she ran to. it makes me sad to think that someone would threaten you and start a fight and then just run away. we tried to walk away they wouldnt leave us alone so she couldnt just stand their and get punched she had to fight back. after that the cops showed up and we talk to them for half an hour then went on our merry way. but the next day i was busy doing something so joanna went over to josh's mom's house and  she got jumped again this time i wasnt there but oh how i wish i was. ive had people i know come up to me and say "say the word i'll make sure she'll never bug you guys again." but that's not right. well just get a restraining order and they wont bother us two wrongs dont make a right no matter how good it feels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112154238204321737?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112154238204321737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112154238204321737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112154238204321737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112154238204321737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/07/stupid-felicia.html' title='stupid felicia'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112120059445295153</id><published>2005-07-12T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T13:36:34.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ear infections suck</title><content type='html'>ear infections suck&lt;br /&gt;they hurt and their all infectious and such&lt;br /&gt;another post another day.&lt;br /&gt;not that anyone read them anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112120059445295153?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112120059445295153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112120059445295153' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112120059445295153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112120059445295153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/07/ear-infections-suck.html' title='ear infections suck'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-112094755450985310</id><published>2005-07-09T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T15:19:14.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>driving</title><content type='html'>i went driving today for two hours and imust say i am the best driver i know.&lt;br /&gt;(except for the whole speeding thing im not very good at controlling my speed.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? all cars like to speed. it's not my fault. that's my reason and im sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;i got my internet back and i hope to post everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-112094755450985310?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/112094755450985310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=112094755450985310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112094755450985310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/112094755450985310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/07/driving.html' title='driving'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111820710179782547</id><published>2005-06-07T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T22:05:01.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saddest day</title><content type='html'>saddest day&lt;br /&gt;today my mom came home from work and told me that by tomorow the internet will be cut off.&lt;br /&gt;she has the best timing ever.&lt;br /&gt;i just got a brand new computer 3 days ago and now no internet.&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;if i dont blog dont blame me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111820710179782547?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111820710179782547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111820710179782547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111820710179782547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111820710179782547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/06/saddest-day.html' title='saddest day'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111818394763714641</id><published>2005-06-07T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T15:39:07.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAVINA BLOGGED</title><content type='html'>Davina wrote a blog today wow!&lt;br /&gt;First on this year. it's amazing. Thats all my news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111818394763714641?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111818394763714641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111818394763714641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111818394763714641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111818394763714641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/06/davina-blogged.html' title='DAVINA BLOGGED'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111787227494198424</id><published>2005-06-04T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T01:04:34.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liz's party.</title><content type='html'>the party tonight was great!   many pictures coming soon to my blog. &lt;br /&gt;who knew Erin (AKA Mrs. Greg) could swing dance and sqeal at the same time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111787227494198424?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111787227494198424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111787227494198424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111787227494198424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111787227494198424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/06/lizs-party.html' title='liz&apos;s party.'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111787204672448913</id><published>2005-06-04T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T01:00:46.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moving sux</title><content type='html'>moving sux.&lt;br /&gt;even if your not the one moving.&lt;br /&gt;moving sux.&lt;br /&gt;why do people have to move?&lt;br /&gt;moving sux.&lt;br /&gt;why cat people just live in the same place their whole lives?&lt;br /&gt;moving sux.&lt;br /&gt;my dads moving out.&lt;br /&gt;moving sux.&lt;br /&gt;i have to help pack. &lt;br /&gt;moving really sux.&lt;br /&gt;my mom's moving in.&lt;br /&gt;moving sux.&lt;br /&gt;i have to help unpack.&lt;br /&gt;moving extremely sux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111787204672448913?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111787204672448913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111787204672448913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111787204672448913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111787204672448913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/06/moving-sux.html' title='moving sux'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111787177954805453</id><published>2005-06-04T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T00:56:19.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kareoke</title><content type='html'>i was at kareoke last nught with jenn and nikki and i was sooo tempeted toget up and sung but i couldnt do it. i dont know why i cant sing in front of people i can sing in a choir in front of hundreds of people but i cant sing by myself in front of 5 people. how retarded is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111787177954805453?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111787177954805453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111787177954805453' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111787177954805453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111787177954805453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/06/kareoke.html' title='kareoke'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111740075897604935</id><published>2005-05-29T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T14:08:30.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your un-official invitation</title><content type='html'>It's Liz's birthday next week....her 30th birthday.(and she'll cry if she wants to)&lt;br /&gt; So that means party time! She wants to party street church style. A party with her friends, friends from work, friends from church, and friends from downtown. So if you are free, drop by:&lt;br /&gt;                     Friday June 3rd&lt;br /&gt;                         7:30 PM &lt;br /&gt;                   @ The Church Office&lt;br /&gt; The band will be there and we'll all have a great time. If you would like to help with dessert or decorations contact Jenn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   (that's right I copied Liz's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and there's street church tonight for those of you who dont know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111740075897604935?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111740075897604935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111740075897604935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111740075897604935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111740075897604935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-un-official-invitation.html' title='your un-official invitation'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111731615862152448</id><published>2005-05-28T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:35:58.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the weather</title><content type='html'>it's to hot outside. yesterday it was 29 degrees today it's supposed to get up to 35. how horrible is that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111731615862152448?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111731615862152448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111731615862152448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111731615862152448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111731615862152448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/05/weather.html' title='the weather'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111704483457410843</id><published>2005-05-25T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T11:13:54.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life lately</title><content type='html'>I went to History Maker last weekend,and saw delerious and got autographs. I came home to find out that i was fired. &lt;br /&gt;   While i was at history maker i got in a huge fight with a couple of my friends. &lt;br /&gt;  And in order for me to go to youth convention I borrowed 250 bucks from my dad and now i cant pay him back cuz I lost my job. so Im really stressed and ya. that was my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;   As most of you know, my grandma died on April 30th and my dad just brought her ashes home it's pretty creepy there sitting on the fireplace and it's gross. &lt;br /&gt;   And my dads moving out next wednesday and my moms moving in with her new husband and hes a jerk. &lt;br /&gt;   and i got my license a two months ago and ive only driven once. ok thats my rant for today see ya all at church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111704483457410843?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111704483457410843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111704483457410843' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111704483457410843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111704483457410843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-lately.html' title='life lately'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111308264446685495</id><published>2005-04-09T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:33:32.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i should blog more</title><content type='html'>i would blog more if i had a computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111308264446685495?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111308264446685495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111308264446685495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111308264446685495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111308264446685495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-should-blog-more.html' title='i should blog more'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111222628457792278</id><published>2005-03-30T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T15:51:30.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kristinas blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kristinashepherd.blogspot.com"&gt;www.kristinashepherd.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the link for my (extremely outspoken) friend kristina.&lt;br /&gt;if you are a "churchy person" do not read.&lt;br /&gt;may offend some people.&lt;br /&gt;the views expressed on this blog are not the views expressed by amanda (me) because i am a very holy person and i would not think like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only agree with half of what she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not saying which half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from her blog:&lt;br /&gt;"There is NO point to trigonometry. One day are we just gonna be sitting down at the dinner table with our future family and then out of no where think "I wonder what the unknown side of that right triangle is... Maybe I should measure the other 2 sides and use a bunch of [messed] up formulas to find out what the third side is..." If you are gonna measure 2 of the sides, why not spring for the easier choice, and measure the one you want to know."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111222628457792278?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111222628457792278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111222628457792278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111222628457792278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111222628457792278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/kristinas-blog.html' title='kristinas blog'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111180786529778354</id><published>2005-03-25T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T19:31:05.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my eyebrow</title><content type='html'>on thursday i got my eyebrow peirced. i am happy to say that no cornpokers were involved in this process. just a really thick hollow needle that hurt more than a rusty corn skewer. the things people do for fashion amaze me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111180786529778354?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111180786529778354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111180786529778354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111180786529778354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111180786529778354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-eyebrow.html' title='my eyebrow'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111180770989771086</id><published>2005-03-25T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T19:28:29.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hair</title><content type='html'>my hair, in the past has been red, orange, green, purple, black, brown, and bleach blonde.  so i decided i was gonna dye it blue. so me being me, i went out todsay and bought blue hair dye and i now have blue hair. but i also have blue clothes, a blue shower, a blue sink, and a blue towel. i think the next time i dye my hair I'll do it at someone elses house so i can turn thier house different colours not mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111180770989771086?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111180770989771086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111180770989771086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111180770989771086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111180770989771086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-hair.html' title='my hair'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111125418636305643</id><published>2005-03-19T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T09:43:06.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy life</title><content type='html'>i allways thought i had a busy life running here, going there. (this was before i met scott and rose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now realize that my life is not busy it's long and boring.&lt;br /&gt;today for instance i had to wake up..... way to much work.&lt;br /&gt;then i have to go to work at 12 leave work at 2.&lt;br /&gt;catch the bus from work to go baby sit @ 2:30.&lt;br /&gt;after i babysit till 5 i have to go to station x until 10.&lt;br /&gt;then i have to go back to work so rose can pick me up (sometime around 10)&lt;br /&gt;tomorow i have to wake up at 6 and get a ride at seven.&lt;br /&gt;go to the church office by 7:15 to [watch people] load all the equiptment for church&lt;br /&gt;then i have to go to the church and [watch more people] set up the church,&lt;br /&gt;stay for church, watch people take all the stuff down,&lt;br /&gt;and then i have to go to work at around 12,&lt;br /&gt;after 5 i have to go to the church office to help scott set up the sound system for street church.&lt;br /&gt;and make several runs to tim hortons (for various people)&lt;br /&gt;after street church, the street ministry ussually goes to tim hortons till &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;all hours&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the morning. than i get to finally sleep.&lt;br /&gt; than i have to wake up at 7 to go to joannas house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i have a busy life but i still dont wish it was busier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111125418636305643?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111125418636305643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111125418636305643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111125418636305643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111125418636305643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/busy-life.html' title='busy life'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111124977572343123</id><published>2005-03-19T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T08:44:36.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tarot readings are creepier</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarot reading for amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: The Fool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Touchstone: The Emperor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Career: Justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Your love of independence wanes somewhat today under the influence of the Emperor and the Fool. You no longer feel that your emotional well being depends on freedom, amanda - instead you want sincerity and sharing with others. Having gone through a period of uncertainty in terms of love, you now want a secure, stable relationship - you are ready to commit to a lasting love. Your intentions are certainly admirable! In the professional sphere, you're going to be the embodiment of rigidity - a consequence of the combined effect from the Emperor and Justice. Nothing will escape your eagle eye: you'll notice the minutest error, you won't tolerate any sign of weakness. And that's all very well, provided you can, from time to time, admit to having made a mistake yourself. So don't take up too rigid a position, don't be self-righteous. Instead, try to be tolerant and listen to what others have to say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111124977572343123?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111124977572343123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111124977572343123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111124977572343123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111124977572343123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/tarot-readings-are-creepier.html' title='tarot readings are creepier'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111124969237251726</id><published>2005-03-19T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T08:28:12.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting</title><content type='html'>this is my horscope. (creepy)&lt;br /&gt;March 19, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you worried about the psychological and emotional state of a friend?&lt;br /&gt;Don't get yourself too worked up over it.&lt;br /&gt;Your friend is probably more troubled about the well being of children than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, be patient, and be a good listener.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111124969237251726?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111124969237251726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111124969237251726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111124969237251726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111124969237251726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/interesting.html' title='interesting'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111119637829569210</id><published>2005-03-18T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T17:39:38.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good fortune</title><content type='html'>my fortune cookie from tonight said&lt;br /&gt;"your keen senseof humor will make you many good friends"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111119637829569210?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111119637829569210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111119637829569210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111119637829569210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111119637829569210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-fortune.html' title='good fortune'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111119343621705916</id><published>2005-03-18T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T16:50:36.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooohh hahahahahaha</title><content type='html'>the incredibles was probably the best disney movie ive seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111119343621705916?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111119343621705916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111119343621705916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111119343621705916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111119343621705916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/oooohh-hahahahahaha.html' title='oooohh hahahahahaha'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111118121872230815</id><published>2005-03-18T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T13:26:58.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the incredibles</title><content type='html'>just sitting down to watch the incredibles for the first time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111118121872230815?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111118121872230815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111118121872230815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111118121872230815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111118121872230815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/incredibles.html' title='the incredibles'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111069650422413407</id><published>2005-03-12T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T22:48:24.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>messed up</title><content type='html'>over half our church is messed they go to a church with a mission statement that states:&lt;br /&gt;mission statements are lame!&lt;br /&gt;so here’s ours....&lt;br /&gt;to be the church &lt;u&gt;for those who are sick and tired of playing games&lt;/u&gt;, who cry out to experience a touchableChristwho want to transform culture,who want to change their world.&lt;br /&gt;but they start and spread rumors like kids in grade five and it saddens me that people dont have the common sense to stop rumors when they hear them. i heard a rumor about myself the other day. it got to my mom before i heard it. apparently i do crystal meth and i skip school alot.&lt;br /&gt;OK, well dont blame a kid for skipping school, but i dont do drugs. people are screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111069650422413407?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111069650422413407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111069650422413407' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111069650422413407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111069650422413407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/messed-up.html' title='messed up'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111066920640937003</id><published>2005-03-12T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T11:39:42.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>audio blogging (for extremely lazy people.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a class="audLink" href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/51385/158169.mp3"&gt;&lt;img class="audImg" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111066920640937003?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111066920640937003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111066920640937003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111066920640937003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111066920640937003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/audio-blogging-for-extremely-lazy.html' title='audio blogging (for extremely lazy people.)'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111060954688703548</id><published>2005-03-11T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T22:39:06.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on this day</title><content type='html'>This Day in History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ca.encarta.msn.com/encnet/RefPages/RefMedia.aspx?refid=461530633&amp;artrefid=761567354&amp;amp;pn=3&amp;sec=-1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ca.encarta.msn.com/encnet/RefPages/RefMedia.aspx?refid=461516750&amp;amp;artrefid=761552563&amp;pn=3&amp;amp;sec=-1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1302: According to Shakespeare, this is Romeo and Juliet's wedding day. &lt;a href="http://ca.encarta.msn.com/encnet/refpages/refarticle.aspx?refid=761562101"&gt;Learn more about Shakespeare.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1865: General William T. Sherman takes Fayetteville, North Carolina, and destroys the aresenal there. &lt;a href="http://ca.encarta.msn.com/encnet/refpages/refarticle.aspx?refid=761567354"&gt;Learn more about the Civil War.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1888: From March 11 until March 14, the worst blizzard in history hits the eastern United States, paralyzing the region. &lt;a href="http://ca.encarta.msn.com/encnet/refpages/refarticle.aspx?refid=761571984"&gt;Learn more about blizzards.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1941: President Franklin D. Roosevelt signs the Lend-Lease Act. It gives the president authority to aid any nation whose defense is regarded as vital to the United States and to accept repayment. &lt;a href="http://ca.encarta.msn.com/encnet/refpages/refarticle.aspx?refid=761564262"&gt;Learn more about the lend-lease program.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1959: The play A Raisin in the Sun, by Lorraine Hansberry, is first performed in New York City. It stars Sidney Poitier and Claudia McNeil and goes on to win a New York Drama Critics Circle award. &lt;a href="http://ca.encarta.msn.com/encnet/refpages/refarticle.aspx?refid=761573253"&gt;Learn more about Lorraine Hansberry.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1985: Mikhail Gorbachev is named first secretary of the Soviet Communist Party. &lt;a href="http://ca.encarta.msn.com/encnet/refpages/refarticle.aspx?refid=761552563"&gt;Learn more about Mikhail Gorbachev.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111060954688703548?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111060954688703548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111060954688703548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111060954688703548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111060954688703548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/on-this-day.html' title='on this day'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111060716237067430</id><published>2005-03-11T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T21:59:22.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogs</title><content type='html'>it is obvious to me that no one reads my blog anymore. i have had 2 comments from ten blogs. so sad. almost pointless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111060716237067430?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111060716237067430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111060716237067430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111060716237067430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111060716237067430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/blogs.html' title='blogs'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052860148252314</id><published>2005-03-11T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T00:10:01.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how they do it.</title><content type='html'>ive often wondered how pastors come up with something to say every week but i think ive found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sermonassistant.com/index1.html"&gt;http://www.sermonassistant.com/index1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well rich pastors any way the others just steal material.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052860148252314?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052860148252314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052860148252314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052860148252314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052860148252314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-they-do-it.html' title='how they do it.'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052832159241856</id><published>2005-03-11T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T00:05:21.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>most blogs ive posted in a day (2 days)</title><content type='html'>i havent posted alot lately so i thought i'd make up for it today (with a couple laughs)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052832159241856?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052832159241856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052832159241856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052832159241856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052832159241856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/most-blogs-ive-posted-in-day-2-days.html' title='most blogs ive posted in a day (2 days)'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052815843003532</id><published>2005-03-11T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T00:02:38.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>krystie</title><content type='html'>hey krystie STAND UP!!!!&lt;a href="http://shw.fotopages.com/4621251.html"&gt;http://shw.fotopages.com/4621251.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052815843003532?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052815843003532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052815843003532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052815843003532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052815843003532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/krystie.html' title='krystie'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052755807673452</id><published>2005-03-10T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:52:38.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>my life lately has been a little hectic i cant complain, i have a home.&lt;br /&gt;but for those of you who dont know ill catch you up to speed. a couple weeks ago my grandma was going to a home. but her home got some stupid flu thing so she was gonna move to my house.&lt;br /&gt;i told my dad i didnt want to be there with her because i dont want to see her die, i want to remember the happy grandma i knew. so he then proceeded to tell me that im self centred, and he said he was very disappointed in me and a couple other words i wont mention on my blog. so i moved to my moms (in abbotsford), and she lectures me and yells about nothing. so a summary would be my dad "dislikes me", i "dislike" my mom, and my grandmas dying. scott quit because of stress,and stupid people and there freakin idiocy. and my boss got robbed, and i hate school. esspecially my science teacher, and my socials class is full of idiots. and everybody wants to "be my friend" and tell me "it's all gonna be o.k."&lt;br /&gt;but i'm tired of it i realize your trying to help but it doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;-amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way free cheese at save on foods between 4 and 6 tomorow&lt;br /&gt;have to sleep school tomorow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052755807673452?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052755807673452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052755807673452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052755807673452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052755807673452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052681232674672</id><published>2005-03-10T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:59:57.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>runner up</title><content type='html'>second prize goes to susan phillips (our "sophisticated" pastor)&lt;a href="http://shw.fotopages.com/4634021.html?noresize"&gt;http://shw.fotopages.com/4634021.html?noresize&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052681232674672?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052681232674672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052681232674672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052681232674672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052681232674672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/runner-up.html' title='runner up'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052666045502173</id><published>2005-03-10T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T00:03:50.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNNIEST picture ive ever taken</title><content type='html'>this is a picture from last sunday night.... just typical scott.&lt;a href="http://shw.fotopages.com/4633933.html"&gt;http://shw.fotopages.com/4633933.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052666045502173?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052666045502173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052666045502173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052666045502173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052666045502173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/funniest-picture-ive-ever-taken.html' title='FUNNIEST picture ive ever taken'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052573843777240</id><published>2005-03-10T23:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:22:18.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet</title><content type='html'>im smarter than the average bear! i got haloscan. all by myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052573843777240?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052573843777240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052573843777240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052573843777240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052573843777240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/sweet.html' title='sweet'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052566722743471</id><published>2005-03-10T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:21:07.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052566722743471?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052566722743471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052566722743471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052566722743471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052566722743471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052539205840694</id><published>2005-03-10T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:16:32.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>by the way</title><content type='html'>by the way i got my report card and am happy to say i passed math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052539205840694?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052539205840694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052539205840694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052539205840694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052539205840694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/by-way.html' title='by the way'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-111052522165707767</id><published>2005-03-10T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:13:41.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs</title><content type='html'>a wise man once told me that i could write songs, and play the guitar. hell i could even sing them.&lt;br /&gt;but not in front of people. i dont know what it is but when i get up in front of people even a few people i freeze up and i just cant. i have so much support, and so many people behind me pushing me but i cant break the barrier i cant do it. he also told me stand up or shut up. so i shut up. to this day im shut up. and plan to stay this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-111052522165707767?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/111052522165707767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=111052522165707767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052522165707767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/111052522165707767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/songs.html' title='songs'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110992140398270440</id><published>2005-03-03T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T23:30:03.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the good ole dayz.</title><content type='html'>i find myslef hangin around an older generation of people than you'd find most 16 year olds.and i think it's rubbing off on me.&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to my good friend kaitlyn just the other day and i found myself talking about "the good old dayz" when we were you and we used to run around and go out and play.&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it i used to run. what a crazy thought. running. some dayz i wish i could go out and play, or run around the blok even. just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;in this day and age the teenage generation has become so lazy it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;take my brothers for instance,  they are so lazy that if the phone rings they just yell "PHONE" at the top of theyre lungs thinking it'll answer itself or something but it never does. theyve adopted the new tradition of yelling my name every time it rings like they expect me to goet off my lazy ass to go answer it... it's quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;i wont blog tomorow so dont read/ check my blog james.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110992140398270440?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110992140398270440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110992140398270440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110992140398270440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110992140398270440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-ole-dayz.html' title='the good ole dayz.'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110992041091078057</id><published>2005-03-03T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T23:13:30.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home</title><content type='html'>life at home latewly has been a little hectic. i "extremely dislike my father for more than one reason. i now live in abbottsford with my mom who until two weeks ago i despised.&lt;br /&gt;her car burnt to the ground outside my house on the day that i was going to move in.&lt;br /&gt;a co-insidence????&lt;br /&gt; i think not. maybe it was a sign from god....&lt;br /&gt;in other news...&lt;br /&gt; a few people from our church are comeplete idiots and they know the reasons why.&lt;br /&gt;and what's the deal with this craig lowery guy that comments on jens blog? i think he' s on sumthin.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.....&lt;br /&gt; i have to go to sleep because if i dont ill never wake up.&lt;br /&gt; please feel free to coment on my blog and disagree with any of my opinions because at this point i just dont care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;yours truly&lt;br /&gt;              (sleep deprived) Amanda Thompson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110992041091078057?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110992041091078057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110992041091078057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110992041091078057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110992041091078057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/home.html' title='home'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110991992974201695</id><published>2005-03-03T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T23:05:29.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee</title><content type='html'>ok so i now work at this coffeehouse downtown and of course while im on shift i get free coffee. two months ago i wasnt a big coffee drinker but now i can't live without it. i drink probably an average of 5 or more cups a day and i ussually get to sleep around 3:30 and wake up around seven at the moment im extremely sleep deprived and coffee doesnt help ive had 6 cups today and it's been a good day i already have ADHD or sumthing like that and it's hard for me to focus on one thing at a time but school lately has been interesting. i'll sit in science class and learn about biology and notice birds outside and then i'll talk to my friends and ya. my brain goes a mile a minute and......  concentration.... i've given up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110991992974201695?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110991992974201695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110991992974201695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110991992974201695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110991992974201695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/coffee.html' title='coffee'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110991961070312588</id><published>2005-03-03T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T23:00:10.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brinks or tobacco</title><content type='html'>tonight at bible study we "didn't" have a conversation about which truck would be better to rob a brinks armored truck with guys with guns, or a tobacco truck with a guy smokin a cigarette. think about it this way an armoured car holds half a million dollars and a cigarette truck holds three million. i personally "wouldnt" rob the cigarette truck because the guy driving it's already half dead... what are the odds?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110991961070312588?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110991961070312588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110991961070312588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110991961070312588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110991961070312588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/03/brinks-or-tobacco.html' title='brinks or tobacco'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110931394209693702</id><published>2005-02-24T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T22:45:42.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>my bad. sorry i havent blogged in a while my computer broke and i havent had the time. write tomorow i promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110931394209693702?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110931394209693702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110931394209693702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110931394209693702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110931394209693702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/02/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110772439316302034</id><published>2005-02-06T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T13:13:13.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nah!?!?!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>this is a word that has served me very well. it is the best answer to yes or no questions. it is a mix between no and yah. it means eather, either, or, something. anyway times ticking (must go live someone elses life) again to be continued...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110772439316302034?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110772439316302034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110772439316302034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110772439316302034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110772439316302034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/02/nah.html' title='nah!?!?!?!?!?!'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110758955306339937</id><published>2005-02-04T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T23:45:53.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Find</title><content type='html'>everyone has to find and listen to this song&lt;br /&gt; it's called pinto pal it's by prickly pair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110758955306339937?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110758955306339937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110758955306339937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110758955306339937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110758955306339937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/02/great-find.html' title='Great Find'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110758808361191515</id><published>2005-02-04T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T23:21:23.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today was "interesting"</title><content type='html'>if i were to write about today and the things that i witnessed a few people would kill me... bad driving, people talking about there visits to "the girl doctor", and people (person) not named samantha talking about "stuff" see i told you so i just got punched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad but true that in today's world that people can't talk about people and there lives to other people witohut those people knowing because then rumors start and ya.... so sam did'nt go to the girl doctor while driving bad and being born or something ... surgery.... nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;and i went swimming at the wave pool with the senior youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; today was interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110758808361191515?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110758808361191515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110758808361191515' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110758808361191515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110758808361191515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-was-interesting.html' title='today was &quot;interesting&quot;'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110754500026034144</id><published>2005-02-04T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T11:23:20.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>word of the day, for today, not yesterday.</title><content type='html'>The Word of the Day for February 4 is: fusty   \FUSS-tee\   adj  &lt;br /&gt;  1 British : impaired by age or dampness : moldy    &lt;br /&gt;2 : saturated with dust and stale odors : musty    &lt;br /&gt;*3 : rigidly old-fashioned or reactionary&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:     Tweed jackets and horn-rimmed glasses give Professor Mitchell a fusty air, but he's actually much hipper than he looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110754500026034144?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110754500026034144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110754500026034144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110754500026034144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110754500026034144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/02/word-of-day-for-today-not-yesterday.html' title='word of the day, for today, not yesterday.'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110750323073806367</id><published>2005-02-03T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T23:47:10.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something i found</title><content type='html'>i was searching on msn for the church homepage because i wanted to find the directory but i didnt find it but i stumbled across an article from an archive i thought it was kind of interesting (onmission.org)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELIEVE IT OR NOT SOME PEOPLE DON’T LIKE CHURCH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Some even hate it. Whether their disdain arises from a bad experience or religious ignorance, this group of disenfranchised souls is our mission field.&lt;br /&gt;Churches that are desperate to take the message of hope to a hopeless world sometimes use methods that go beyond innovative. They often risk being misunderstood by other Christians in their passion to take Christ to a segment of society that is being overlooked by the majority of evangelicals.&lt;br /&gt;Three of these churches have found that taverns, dirty laundry and cattle troughs can be a point of contact between on mission Christians and their ever-changing world.&lt;br /&gt;TAKING TAVERNS TO NEW HEIGHTS&lt;br /&gt;"People are interested in spirituality but not church," said&lt;br /&gt;Scott Williams, founding pastor of New Heights in Mission, British Columbia, Canada. "Our goal is to re-introduce people to real spirituality—Jesus Christ."&lt;br /&gt;New Heights is Williams’ fourth church plant. In his first three churches, Williams’ goal was to reach non-Christians, but he found that most of the new people coming were disgruntled Christians looking for a change.&lt;br /&gt;New Heights is different.&lt;br /&gt;"Seventy-five percent of the people coming in the door are unsaved," Williams said. That’s no mistake. Williams and New Heights have taken specific steps to attract unchurched people.&lt;br /&gt;New Heights has two slogans that reflect their mission statement:&lt;br /&gt;A church for people who hate church.&lt;br /&gt;A church for the real world.&lt;br /&gt;"Most Christians don’t have a clue what’s going on in the real world," Williams said. "It’s messy out there."&lt;br /&gt;New Heights wants to "take this town for Jesus Christ." They are well on their way in this community of 35,000. The core group of 19 people on Palm Sunday 1996 has expanded to a Sunday morning attendance nearing 400.&lt;br /&gt;New Heights attracts the unreached, and here are some of the reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;"Our music may repel Christians," Williams declared without apology. The band plays alternative, hard rock and delirious music that is attracting many non-Christians. The church has also already cut its first CD.&lt;br /&gt;The worship band regularly plays in bars and taverns. "Why do we play in bars? Well, for starters, that’s where the people are.&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me that Christ met people where they were at and the church is asking people to meet the church where it’s at.&lt;br /&gt;"The bar is a great place to meet people, share your faith and sing music that will touch people. The bar is nothing more than a meeting place. People know I’m a pastor.&lt;br /&gt;Our bands will often invite people to church so I guess the people know we’re Christians too," Williams said.&lt;br /&gt;"We dare people to come to church. We use reverse psychology, telling them ‘It’s probably not for you’ and it works," Williams said. "We play on anti-church sentiment without slamming other churches."&lt;br /&gt;"We structure for chaos," Williams said. "People heckle me during the service. I love it! I wish it were totally interactive.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be in the audience with a microphone." Williams explained this was one of the limitations of using less-than-ideal rental facilities.&lt;br /&gt;"We’re bringing back icons—candles, paintings, religious art— but we’re redefining it. Today’s non-Christians are spiritual; they love stained glass!&lt;br /&gt;"We try to bring a godly, timeless message to a rapidly changing real world. Drug addicts who have been clean for only nine days testify." Williams believes you don’t have to be perfect to be saved and to share your message with a hurting world. Recovering addicts and prostitutes hand out programs [bulletins] before the service.&lt;br /&gt;"I don’t preach, I share. I talk about pragmatic issues. But three out of four sermons deal with finding Jesus and falling in love with Him.&lt;br /&gt;"I don’t mind offending people in my messages." Williams explained that he used to soft sell the gospel in his earlier church plants.&lt;br /&gt;In his attempt to be politically correct, he short-changed the truth. "I tell them you’re all going to hell if you’re without Christ," he said. "If you treat non-Christians with respect and realness, you can say anything you want."The pastor is not an authority figure. I’m a wounded healer—I talk about my problems with lust and greed," Williams said.&lt;br /&gt;"Every day I ask God to help me overcome temptation." Williams believes that the more vulnerable he is, the faster his church grows. "I thought if I was ever really vulnerable, nobody would love and accept me—the opposite is true.&lt;br /&gt;"Our church is not for everybody," Williams explained. "It’s messy." When people leave the church because the music is too loud, or the worshipers are too scary, Pastor Williams sends them away with his blessing.&lt;br /&gt;"We’re on the same team, even though we don’t look alike," he tells them. "I’ll do whatever it takes to bring people into the kingdom," Williams said. "I’m prepared to look undignified."&lt;br /&gt;Meeting people on their turf, building relationships by being real and vulnerable, telling the truth about Jesus, refusing to be deterred by chaos and in-your-face problems like drug addiction and prostitution has earned Pastor Scott Williams the right to be heard. People are listening and responding in droves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110750323073806367?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110750323073806367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110750323073806367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110750323073806367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110750323073806367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/02/something-i-found_03.html' title='something i found'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110748614847350256</id><published>2005-02-03T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:02:28.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stereotypes</title><content type='html'>I am personally tired of stupid stereotypes that people automatically assume of people. My friend Hazel Godley just opened a Coffeeshop/Hemporium. She sells coffee and hemp necklaces. She also sells pipes and bongs. But it's the concept of supply and demand, if the public wants to buy and use pipes then wouldn't you rather have them but them from a safe place? I think that people should lighten up. A lot of people that I know say that "It's a bad place to be." and "Good people wouldn't hang out there" and "There are bad people there." to be continued (bible study to attend to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110748614847350256?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110748614847350256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110748614847350256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110748614847350256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110748614847350256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/02/stereotypes.html' title='Stereotypes'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110698363335244869</id><published>2005-01-28T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T23:28:03.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sign</title><content type='html'>today i was in a coffee shop and this drunk man came in and he started talkin about god.&lt;br /&gt;he was standing in the middle of the coffee shop preaching about the passion of the christ and what it meant and how it affects us. and he made a lot more sense than anyone ive ever heard talk about god.&lt;br /&gt;we all pray for god to give us a sign. give us a sign  so we know he's working in us. i admit ive doubted god on more than one occasion but tonight i realied that i got my sign. i felt that god sent this man into the coffee shop today so that i would understand some of the stuff im going through.   i now understand why he does the things he does and it makes a lot more sense now. thanks for the sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110698363335244869?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110698363335244869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110698363335244869' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110698363335244869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110698363335244869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/sign.html' title='the sign'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110658247166423878</id><published>2005-01-24T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T08:01:11.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sickness</title><content type='html'>" so sick so sick of being tired and oh so tired of being sick" worded best by a band called taking back sunday. that is how i feel. still no news from the hospital....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to school now to infect all if your kids so you get sick to ha ha ha ha ha ha ha &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110658247166423878?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110658247166423878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110658247166423878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110658247166423878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110658247166423878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/sickness.html' title='sickness'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110585792447846993</id><published>2005-01-15T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T22:46:25.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay me</title><content type='html'>im prous to say that this is blog number 56 out out 3 months i think that's pretty sweet... im so proud of me..... hey rose how many blogs do you have?&lt;br /&gt;and yes i changed my template again... any feed back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110585792447846993?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110585792447846993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110585792447846993' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110585792447846993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110585792447846993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/yay-me.html' title='yay me'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110556806895720956</id><published>2005-01-12T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T14:14:28.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God are you there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've been praying about some stuff lately and not alot is happening about it and it's very extremely stressful for me.&lt;/span&gt; On the other hand I still have school that I have to worry about. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My "best" mark in school right now is 11.8% in math how did that happen?&lt;/span&gt; I had 96% on my last report card.... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This sucks.&lt;/span&gt;  I really need some happiness right now.... See you all l8r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110556806895720956?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110556806895720956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110556806895720956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110556806895720956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110556806895720956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/god-are-you-there.html' title='God are you there?'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110525421131181851</id><published>2005-01-08T22:59:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T14:15:52.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do people sign "anonymous"? </title><content type='html'>why do people do this????????? i dont understand. suck it up people this is the real world own up to your own opinions. and as suzy would say "suck it up princess"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;get real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- amanda thompson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110525421131181851?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110525421131181851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110525421131181851' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110525421131181851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110525421131181851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-do-people-sign-anonymo_110525421131181851.html' title='why do people sign &quot;anonymous&quot;? '/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110503839742065606</id><published>2005-01-06T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T11:06:37.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice blog</title><content type='html'>my friend krystie wrote an amazing blog today....&lt;br /&gt;best one shes ever written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krystierobertson.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110503839742065606?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110503839742065606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110503839742065606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110503839742065606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110503839742065606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/nice-blog.html' title='nice blog'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110503226320166084</id><published>2005-01-06T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T09:26:08.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>being late</title><content type='html'>see being late for skool kinda suks and i guess. i better go to skool now ... ill go to timmy's first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110503226320166084?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110503226320166084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110503226320166084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110503226320166084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110503226320166084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/being-late.html' title='being late'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110499177260464502</id><published>2005-01-05T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T22:09:32.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 5 (word)</title><content type='html'>redoubtable   \rih-DOW-tuh-bul\   adjective&lt;br /&gt;     1 : causing fear or alarm : formidable &lt;br /&gt;    *2 : illustrious, eminent; broadly : worthy of respect &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:&lt;br /&gt;     For many years the redoubtable Helen Hayes reigned as the &lt;br /&gt;first lady of American theater, with brilliant performances in &lt;br /&gt;a wide range of shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110499177260464502?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110499177260464502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110499177260464502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110499177260464502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110499177260464502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/january-5-word.html' title='January 5 (word)'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110491256082040995</id><published>2005-01-05T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T00:11:55.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mildly enraged?????????? ive been there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;One entry found for livid.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Entry: liv·id &lt;br /&gt;Pronunciation: 'li-v&amp;d&lt;br /&gt;Function: adjective&lt;br /&gt;Etymology: French livide, from Latin lividus, from livEre to be blue; akin to Welsh lliw color and probably to Russian sliva plum&lt;br /&gt;1 : discolored by bruising : BLACK-AND-BLUE &lt;the livid traces of the sharp scourges -- Abraham Cowley&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 : ASHEN, PALLID &lt;this cross, thy livid face, thy pierced hands and feet -- Walt Whitman&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 : REDDISH &lt;a fan of gladiolas blushed livid under the electric letters -- Truman Capote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 : very angry : ENRAGED&lt;strong&gt; li·vid·i·ty  &lt;br /&gt;- /li-'vi-d&amp;-tE/ noun&lt;br /&gt;- liv·id·ness  /'li-v&amp;d-n&amp;s/ noun  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110491256082040995?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110491256082040995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110491256082040995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110491256082040995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110491256082040995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/mildly-enraged-ive-been-there.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;mildly enraged?????????? ive been there.&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110491133770602815</id><published>2005-01-04T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T23:48:57.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haloscan comments server</title><content type='html'>how is a person supposed to read and comment on blogs @ 11:46PM (the only time i have time) when halo scan is "tempoarily out of service"? huh? huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Is there gonna be bible study on thursday scott???? (not that he ever reads my blog anyway)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110491133770602815?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110491133770602815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110491133770602815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110491133770602815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110491133770602815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/haloscan-comments-server.html' title='haloscan comments server'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110490980872165056</id><published>2005-01-04T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T23:23:28.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog</title><content type='html'>im really queit(i can't spell) suprised at the amount of people who read my blog... it's crazy... i just want to thank you all for taking the time out of your day to read my thoughts and my stories {and words of the day} it means alot to me to know that people care about how i feel and that people actually care that a sixteen year old has an opinion. &lt;br /&gt;                              THANX!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110490980872165056?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110490980872165056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110490980872165056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110490980872165056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110490980872165056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-blog.html' title='my blog'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110478931684307084</id><published>2005-01-03T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T13:55:16.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>contradiction</title><content type='html'>parenting helps??????????  &lt;br /&gt;parents of teens now know why some animals eat their young.&lt;br /&gt;but do the animals ever think that if their young were big enough.. say the size of a teenagers... and strong enough... strong like a teenageer... that they'd eat THEM??????????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110478931684307084?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110478931684307084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110478931684307084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110478931684307084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110478931684307084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/contradiction.html' title='contradiction'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110473503658753210</id><published>2005-01-02T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T22:50:36.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I stole this from someone. and put it in my own words....</title><content type='html'>Ok, we got to school 6 hours a day for 13 years minus holidays and vacations, and of course, weekends. Probably 99.9% of the people that are in school, hate it, or don't feel welcome there, and the very few people that like school, don't like admitting it. The way I see it, is that we should learn only what we want to learn. Is there really a purpose to algebra? Ok maybe there is a point to algebra, but... There is ABSOLUTLEY NO point to trigonometry. One day I can picture myself sitting down at the dinner table with my future family and then out of no where think "I wonder what the unknown side of that right triangle is... Maybe I should measure the other 2 sides and use a bunch of "messed" up formulas to find out what the third side is..." If you are gonna measure 2 of the sides, why not spring for the easier choice, and measure the one you want to know. And why exactly do we have to learn history... it's DONE, over with, not gonna happen again, get over it!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways in conclution, school should only teach what we NEED to know. Like how to cook, do laundry and take care of ourselves, and if we want a successfull career, then offer it to the people that want it, and don't just make everyone do it because school was invented by some sadistic freak, who enjoys seeing innocent children suffer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is my stolen rant! Peace Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110473503658753210?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110473503658753210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110473503658753210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110473503658753210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110473503658753210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-stole-this-from-someone-and-put-it.html' title='I stole this from someone. and put it in my own words....'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110473411793395269</id><published>2005-01-02T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T22:35:17.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHH PINK!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while I change my blog template, because I just get tired of looking @ the same old thing over and over... so I decided to go with pink for the next week let's see if I can bear it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is:  AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110473411793395269?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110473411793395269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110473411793395269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110473411793395269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110473411793395269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-pink.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHHHHH PINK!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110473392397874507</id><published>2005-01-02T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T22:32:03.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worse than a Skunk?</title><content type='html'>I went down to the office tonight with Rose to help the social action team, with sandwiche give away. While I was down at the office I saw something cloth on the ground. As I picked it up I realized that it was Scott's shirt from last Sunday night. If you've never been down to street church then you wouldn't know how hot it gets especially on stage so you can imagine how this shirt smelled...&lt;br /&gt;I decided to be really nice to Rose so I threw it at her. And then she said "Ahhhhhhhh! Ewwwwwwwwww! It smells worse then a skunk!" I don't know about you but I would never talk about a pastor like that... Shame Shame Auntie Rose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Scott you smell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110473392397874507?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110473392397874507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110473392397874507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110473392397874507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110473392397874507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/worse-than-skunk.html' title='Worse than a Skunk?'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110471130873374677</id><published>2005-01-02T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T16:15:08.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the word of today</title><content type='html'>soigne   \swahn-YAY\   adjective&lt;br /&gt;    *1 : dressed with great care and elegance : well-groomed, &lt;br /&gt;sleek&lt;br /&gt;     2 : elegantly maintained or designed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence: &lt;br /&gt;     Wearing a fetching evening gown, Auntie Rose looked soigne and &lt;br /&gt;sophisticated and ready for a night on the town (goin out for coffee in pants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110471130873374677?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110471130873374677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110471130873374677' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110471130873374677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110471130873374677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2005/01/word-of-today.html' title='the word of today'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110448152715384240</id><published>2004-12-31T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T00:25:27.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD FOR TODAY</title><content type='html'>squib   \SKWIB\   noun&lt;br /&gt;     1 a : a short humorous or satiric writing or speech  *b : a short news item; especially : filler&lt;br /&gt;     2 a : a small firecracker  b : a broken firecracker in which the powder burns with a fizz. &lt;br /&gt;     3 : a small electric or pyrotechnic device used to ignite a charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110448152715384240?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110448152715384240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110448152715384240' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110448152715384240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110448152715384240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-for-today.html' title='WORD FOR TODAY'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110428618258139367</id><published>2004-12-28T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T18:09:42.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of the Day for December 28</title><content type='html'>The Word of the Day for December 28 is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventuate   \ih-VEN-chuh-wayt\   verb&lt;br /&gt;     : to come out finally : result, come about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:&lt;br /&gt;     "Most of the [woodworking] projects would eventuate in a &lt;br /&gt;pretty good gift for a relative you really like." (Jon Kartman, &lt;br /&gt;_Booklist_, November 15, 1992) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110428618258139367?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110428618258139367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110428618258139367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110428618258139367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110428618258139367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day-for-december-28.html' title='Word of the Day for December 28'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110418441494380733</id><published>2004-12-27T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T13:53:34.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word of the Day for December 27 is:</title><content type='html'>fresco   \FRESS-koh\   noun    *1 : the art of painting on freshly spread moist lime plaster with water-based pigments     2 : a painting executed in frescoExample sentence:     The fresco that adorned the wall of the old Roman cathedral took the artist five years to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110418441494380733?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110418441494380733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110418441494380733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110418441494380733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110418441494380733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day-for-december-27-is.html' title='The Word of the Day for December 27 is:'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110416882121707509</id><published>2004-12-27T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T09:33:41.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life is a simile</title><content type='html'>my life is a simile according to some people cuz im all like ya talkin and like stuff and ya..i like dont get it.... or do i????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110416882121707509?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110416882121707509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110416882121707509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110416882121707509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110416882121707509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-life-is-simile.html' title='my life is a simile'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110416872460194327</id><published>2004-12-27T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T09:32:04.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lies</title><content type='html'>lies are mean and hurtful things that shouldnt be told by auntie rose to amanda. such as oh yes im going to get my ear peirced @ 8 oklok in the mornin and then she was all like "why are you here?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110416872460194327?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110416872460194327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110416872460194327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110416872460194327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110416872460194327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/lies.html' title='lies'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110370888872873135</id><published>2004-12-22T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T01:48:08.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word of the Day for December 22 is: </title><content type='html'>sub rosa   \sub-ROH-zuh\   adverb&lt;br /&gt;     : in confidence : secretly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:&lt;br /&gt;     Several military leaders were meeting sub rosa, plotting &lt;br /&gt;to overthrow the king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110370888872873135?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110370888872873135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110370888872873135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110370888872873135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110370888872873135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day-for-december-22-is.html' title='The Word of the Day for December 22 is: '/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110370881584970378</id><published>2004-12-22T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T01:46:55.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word of the Day for December 21 is:</title><content type='html'>zibeline  \ZIB-uh-leen\   noun &lt;br /&gt;     : a soft lustrous wool fabric with mohair, alpaca, or &lt;br /&gt;camel's hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:&lt;br /&gt;     "She tops white zibeline pants with a brown and white check hunting jacket and brandy silk scarf." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110370881584970378?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110370881584970378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110370881584970378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110370881584970378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110370881584970378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day-for-december-21-is.html' title='The Word of the Day for December 21 is:'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110356545265431400</id><published>2004-12-20T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T09:57:32.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word of the Day for December 20 is: </title><content type='html'>spindrift • \SPIN-drift\  • noun &lt;br /&gt;1 : sea spray; especially : spray blown from waves during a gale&lt;br /&gt;*2 : fine wind-borne snow or sand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:&lt;br /&gt;"The winds around the mountain were fierce and a long white plume of spindrift trailed from the summit." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110356545265431400?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110356545265431400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110356545265431400' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356545265431400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356545265431400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day-for-december-20-is.html' title='The Word of the Day for December 20 is: '/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110356528875198698</id><published>2004-12-18T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T09:54:48.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word of the Day for December 19 is: </title><content type='html'>tractable • \TRAK-tuh-bul\  • adjective &lt;br /&gt;*1 : capable of being easily led, taught, or controlled : docile&lt;br /&gt;2 : easily handled, managed, or wrought : malleable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:&lt;br /&gt;Obedience school had turned the Millers' formerly undisciplined puppy into a tractable family pet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know?&lt;br /&gt;"Obedient," "docile," and "amenable" are synonyms of "tractable," but those four words have slightly different shades of meaning. "Tractable" describes an individual whose character permits easy handling, while "docile" implies a predisposition to submit readily to authority. "Obedient" is often used to describe compliance with authority, although that compliance is not necessarily offered eagerly. "Amenable," on the other hand, is usually used when one cooperates out of a desire to be agreeable. "Tractable" dates from the early 16th century and derives from the Latin verb "tractare" ("to handle" or "to treat"). Despite the resemblance, this root did not give us the noun "tractor" or verbs such as "contract" or "attract"—those all derive from a loosely related verb, "trahere" ("to draw or drag"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Indicates the sense illustrated in the example sentence. &lt;br /&gt;I sound so smart:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110356528875198698?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110356528875198698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110356528875198698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356528875198698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356528875198698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day-for-december-19-is_18.html' title='The Word of the Day for December 19 is: '/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110356601032006620</id><published>2004-12-17T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T10:06:50.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word of the Day for December 17 is: </title><content type='html'>bamboozle • \bam-BOO-zul\  • verb &lt;br /&gt;*1 : to deceive by underhanded methods : dupe, hoodwink&lt;br /&gt;2 : to confuse, frustrate, or throw off thoroughly or completely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:&lt;br /&gt;Tommy bamboozled his parents into believing he was too sick to go to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110356601032006620?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110356601032006620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110356601032006620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356601032006620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356601032006620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day-for-december-17-is.html' title='The Word of the Day for December 17 is: '/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110356619090018867</id><published>2004-12-16T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T10:09:50.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word of the Day for December 16 is: </title><content type='html'>ombudsman • \AHM-boodz-mun ("oo" as in "wood")\  • noun &lt;br /&gt;1 : a government official (as in Sweden or New Zealand) who investigates complaints made against public officials &lt;br /&gt;*2 : one that investigates reported complaints (as from students or consumers), reports findings, and helps to achieve equitable settlements &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:&lt;br /&gt;The newspaper's ombudsman responded to the many angry letters the article had generated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110356619090018867?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110356619090018867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110356619090018867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356619090018867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356619090018867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day-for-december-16-is.html' title='The Word of the Day for December 16 is: '/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110356629553523808</id><published>2004-12-15T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T10:11:35.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD OF THE DAY</title><content type='html'>The Word of the Day for December 15 is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verbose • \ver-BOHSS\  • adjective &lt;br /&gt;*1 : containing more words than necessary : wordy; also : impaired by wordiness&lt;br /&gt;2 : given to wordiness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:&lt;br /&gt;The writing style in government publications is often both dry and verbose—a deadly combination. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110356629553523808?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110356629553523808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110356629553523808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356629553523808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110356629553523808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day_15.html' title='WORD OF THE DAY'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110304493802758518</id><published>2004-12-14T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T09:22:18.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>word of the day!</title><content type='html'>The Word of the Day for December 14 is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syllepsis • \suh-LEP-sis\ &lt;a href="javascript:popWin(" wav="syllepsis')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; • noun 1 : the use of a word to modify or govern syntactically two or more words with only one of which it formally agrees in gender, number, or case *2 : the use of a word in the same grammatical relation to two adjacent words in the context with one literal and the other metaphorical&lt;br /&gt;Example sentence:As an example of syllepsis, the teacher gave Dickens's "All the girls were in tears and white muslin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110304493802758518?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110304493802758518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110304493802758518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110304493802758518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110304493802758518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/word-of-day.html' title='word of the day!'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110289841497152240</id><published>2004-12-12T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T10:14:02.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110289841497152240?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110289841497152240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110289841497152240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110289817075594385</id><published>2004-12-12T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T16:36:10.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13 SLEEPS TILL CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7 DAYZ OF SCHOOL LEFT TILL CHRISTMAS HOLIDAYZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110289817075594385?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110289817075594385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110289817075594385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110289817075594385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110289817075594385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas_12.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110275526331824459</id><published>2004-12-11T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T00:54:23.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>there are 14 sleeps till christmas 2004,&lt;br /&gt;and 379 sleeps till christmas 2005.... so close yet so far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9225636-110275526331824459?l=amandathompson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/feeds/110275526331824459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9225636&amp;postID=110275526331824459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110275526331824459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9225636/posts/default/110275526331824459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandathompson.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas_11.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>Manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102890669467873993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9225636.post-110275542705084174</id><published>2004-12-11T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T00:57:07.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/2628/640/celtic%20cross.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/65/2628/320/celtic%20cross.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my cross I want a necklace just like it for christmas *hint* *hint*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;manda's blog
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