<?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-8191562742586304625</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:08:45.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troy ez` mallo blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Ra ra ra Politics Ra ra ra</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8191562742586304625.post-5746104089107650003</id><published>2008-11-18T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:44:15.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was lettuce all over the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tornados&lt;/span&gt; were completely unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to get here on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I go with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have studied for that test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tornado, ringing in my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still showing a little bit of fear&lt;br /&gt;trying to get here, trying to steer&lt;br /&gt;moving my vehicle all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open the door, lettuce on the floor&lt;br /&gt;blood splattered all against the door &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;around for a better view, dust, dirt, and different kinds&lt;br /&gt;of smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their dead, limp on the ground&lt;br /&gt;the blood i found, there's still no sound&lt;br /&gt;fight the demon to open the season of a better life&lt;br /&gt;i need to fight, your right here, carry on that fight&lt;br /&gt;live life, open up your eye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; try not to cry just to have a better life.&lt;br /&gt;May i go with you? I still love you, dead children and and woman on the ground&lt;br /&gt;fading away, faded away.&lt;br /&gt;Gone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;desist&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;buried&lt;/span&gt; that day, maybe there could have been&lt;br /&gt;another way, if i got here that day.&lt;br /&gt;Before they would say "Where is he?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their gone, the bills are in the pond&lt;br /&gt;i haven't got enough money to rebuild this home&lt;br /&gt;it's getting cold, inside the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i studied harder, to improve my life&lt;br /&gt;just to show my wife, i could support this life&lt;br /&gt;with a better life, this could have been avoided,&lt;br /&gt;but it's all gone now and I wish i was there&lt;br /&gt;above the ground, my dirty deeds threw me down&lt;br /&gt;into this place, where i am found&lt;br /&gt;a criminal.&lt;br /&gt;So just release your demons, but i wish i did&lt;br /&gt;because if i did, i would have been with my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-5746104089107650003?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/5746104089107650003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=5746104089107650003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/5746104089107650003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/5746104089107650003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-was-lettuce-all-over-table.html' title=''/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-7247605763848793893</id><published>2008-11-17T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:47:18.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The quick brown Fox jumped over the lazy dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The quick brown Fox jumped over the lazy dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The quick brown Fox jumped over the lazy dog&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The quick brown Fox jumped over the lazy dog.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My name is Troy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.wikipedia.org"&gt;My name is Troy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My name is Troy&lt;/span&gt;. My name is Troy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;two&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;three&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;four&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;five&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bird&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-7247605763848793893?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/7247605763848793893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=7247605763848793893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/7247605763848793893'/><link rel='self' 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Cafe&lt;br /&gt;i only get to sit if i buy something to eat&lt;br /&gt;otherwise i better keep movin' my feet down that street&lt;br /&gt;and god damn she's a hard bitch&lt;br /&gt;she treats me like i'm the dog that got into the garbage.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know the toilets are for customers&lt;br /&gt;you aint gotta tangle with the way this puppet works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day i walk into that cafe&lt;br /&gt;holdin down that table with just a bag of corn chips.&lt;br /&gt;people giving me an evil eye,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if she realize the only reason i'm here is because of her&lt;br /&gt;making all this stir to see her.&lt;br /&gt;I try to talk to her&lt;br /&gt;and tell her that i love her, but she doesn't want to see me&lt;br /&gt;i star at her face and shed a tear, going to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i stand at that bathroom sink, starring in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;drinkin free tap water..&lt;br /&gt;thinkin'&lt;br /&gt;"Damn, i shoulda been a better father..&lt;br /&gt;to my daughter".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-1046824044592805034?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/1046824044592805034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=1046824044592805034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/1046824044592805034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/1046824044592805034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/city-full-of-people-and-my-favorite-is.html' title=''/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-1840657493034810348</id><published>2008-11-14T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:54:35.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She has a condition of the heart&lt;br /&gt;a heart condition.&lt;br /&gt;So she had to adapt for a smarter livin'&lt;br /&gt;no drugs, no booze just kiss and tell.&lt;br /&gt;She had love for another but he was a fiend.&lt;br /&gt;had her first baby, barely eighteen.&lt;br /&gt;father was corrupted now he's unseen&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't matter, he aint got a job&lt;br /&gt;so she had to leave the baby with her mom&lt;br /&gt;by the second shift, her neck was stiff.&lt;br /&gt;bringing home that money, bills were due&lt;br /&gt;but she doesn't have enough like her life was through&lt;br /&gt;so she got on the street until those bills weren't due&lt;br /&gt;beat-up and robbed, raped and sobbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby grew-up to an adult..&lt;br /&gt;sellin that coke on the street.&lt;br /&gt;making mad money, but he wanted more.&lt;br /&gt;greed and lust just fed him more.&lt;br /&gt;so he got together with some real hard gangsters&lt;br /&gt;told him if he wanted to join...&lt;br /&gt;"You gotta rape the bitch, torture and kill&lt;br /&gt;beat her head in until its bruised."&lt;br /&gt;so around 12 o'clock waiting a-due.&lt;br /&gt;stopped that car got on out&lt;br /&gt;beat her face till its blue,&lt;br /&gt;pulled her into that car. Now she's due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the roof beaten and raped,&lt;br /&gt;crying through the towl she sighed silently.&lt;br /&gt;they all proceeded to rape her violently.&lt;br /&gt;they all took a turn, but this was his glory.&lt;br /&gt;after they were done he picked her up, aimed that gun&lt;br /&gt;but before she died, he took off the blindfold&lt;br /&gt;looked that woman in the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;she looked back at him started to cry&lt;br /&gt;realized what he had done, he jumped off the roof&lt;br /&gt;died with no soul.&lt;br /&gt;just beat, raped and killed the one  he once loved.&lt;br /&gt;his mom was shot in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workin late nights, in order to provide&lt;br /&gt;for that son which in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;was a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;growing old, yet still so young.&lt;br /&gt;but the life of them both&lt;br /&gt;was over.&lt;br /&gt;and done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-1840657493034810348?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/1840657493034810348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=1840657493034810348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/1840657493034810348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/1840657493034810348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-has-condition-of-heart-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-748546695589305836</id><published>2008-11-12T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:46:02.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping in class techniques</title><content type='html'>Sleeping techniques in class is a very easy thing to learn. Part one; you ask your teacher if you may go to the library or reading center. Part two; if not accepted to a sleep free area you now have to grab a book and move to a different part of the room this is called "Studying". Part three; if you have not succeeded at any of them please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;refrain&lt;/span&gt; from asking any more questions to the teacher. This is where the tricky part is you grab a book or look to the opposite side of the teacher, and attempt to fall asleep. If you cant do any of the three, you're just out of luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-748546695589305836?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/748546695589305836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=748546695589305836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/748546695589305836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/748546695589305836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/sleeping-in-class-techniques.html' title='Sleeping in class techniques'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-3118781613330296333</id><published>2008-11-07T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:27:54.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prior direct or relevant experience:&lt;br /&gt;Scripting experience (C++, LUA, Python, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Familiar with Maya 3D software package&lt;br /&gt;Minimum of 2 years equivalent experience&lt;br /&gt;Has been a key contributor in at least one highly successful video game from start to publishing&lt;br /&gt;Experience with QA and Localization departments helpful&lt;br /&gt;Experience with the simultaneous release of a title on multiple platforms and localized in several territories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the job requirements for becoming a game designer. I'd like to become a game designer one day. So at the moment I'm having a game developer from EA (Electronic Arts) help me with becoming a game designer he seems to know what he's talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-3118781613330296333?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3118781613330296333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=3118781613330296333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/3118781613330296333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/3118781613330296333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/prior-direct-or-relevant-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-3571612169062995249</id><published>2008-11-05T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:25:57.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama 08</title><content type='html'>I knew from the start that Obama would win the presidential election. My reasoning to think that Obama would win is because he would become the first African American president. Another reason is because he would give tax cuts to middle class citizens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-3571612169062995249?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3571612169062995249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=3571612169062995249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/3571612169062995249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/3571612169062995249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-08.html' title='Obama 08'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-4510850031923349466</id><published>2008-11-04T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:36:20.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>"Feline" - Looks like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;amateur&lt;/span&gt; work, but at least this person is trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SRCTyXHO7VI/AAAAAAAAABE/vNrXI114b24/s1600-h/100_0031[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264870457803205970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SRCTyXHO7VI/AAAAAAAAABE/vNrXI114b24/s320/100_0031%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SRCTx9lOb5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KbGWyMFI7Rw/s1600-h/100_0027[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264870450949681042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SRCTx9lOb5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KbGWyMFI7Rw/s320/100_0027%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Crane" - It takes a crane, to build a crane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-4510850031923349466?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/4510850031923349466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=4510850031923349466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/4510850031923349466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/4510850031923349466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SRCTyXHO7VI/AAAAAAAAABE/vNrXI114b24/s72-c/100_0031%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8191562742586304625.post-2277432326884807674</id><published>2008-10-29T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:39:32.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm going to do after i get my GED</title><content type='html'>After I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acquire&lt;/span&gt; my GED I'm most likely going to wait until I turn 18 or 19 and then go to a game developing company or art school. Taking my skills in graffiti art, and games I can easily make a career out of either of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chemeketa&lt;/span&gt; currently only has a art and culture class, and for game development I&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;'ll&lt;/span&gt; have to research a school that fits my needs. Such as a school close to where I live so I can afford it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-2277432326884807674?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/2277432326884807674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=2277432326884807674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/2277432326884807674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/2277432326884807674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-im-going-to-do-after-i-get-my-ged.html' title='What I&apos;m going to do after i get my GED'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-3102342939766483788</id><published>2008-10-27T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:20:17.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>downtown pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SQYACAF3uOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wZ4hnQO5krk/s1600-h/100_0022[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261893249013364962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SQYACAF3uOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wZ4hnQO5krk/s320/100_0022%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this picture to test the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-3102342939766483788?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3102342939766483788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=3102342939766483788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/3102342939766483788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/3102342939766483788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/downtown-pictures.html' title='downtown pictures'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SQYACAF3uOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wZ4hnQO5krk/s72-c/100_0022%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8191562742586304625.post-3250064665485571582</id><published>2008-10-24T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:13:42.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SQID1CjelcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/U9DGq857VhE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260771524475786690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SQID1CjelcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/U9DGq857VhE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dream car is a Shelby GT500 Mustang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a stock racing car with a drag racing stock engine, and handling for turns, and dragging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had this car, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; drive over the speed limit all the time because this car can top its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;speedometer&lt;/span&gt; at 250 mph which is twice as fast as police cars. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-3250064665485571582?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3250064665485571582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=3250064665485571582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/3250064665485571582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/3250064665485571582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-dream-car-is-shelby-gt500-mustang.html' title=''/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SQID1CjelcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/U9DGq857VhE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8191562742586304625.post-7910874142794386033</id><published>2008-10-22T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:16:50.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SP9jhG6J1wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hYG_OMTZTt8/s1600-h/wutang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260032310233388802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SP9jhG6J1wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hYG_OMTZTt8/s320/wutang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SP9jZ5ltY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lb4ZLyfI83M/s1600-h/Clockwork-orange_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260032186398892882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SP9jZ5ltY1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lb4ZLyfI83M/s320/Clockwork-orange_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SP9jSB7GJdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wPRsXaWpxzk/s1600-h/pulp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260032051197126098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SP9jSB7GJdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wPRsXaWpxzk/s320/pulp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like to watch TV, but I enjoy watching movies. Some of my favorite movies are Clockwork Orange, Pulp Fiction, Grindhouse, Resvoir Dogs, Ironman, American History X, Freaks, Half Baked, How High, Supersize me, Superhigh me, The true story of Wu-tang, Subway Stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These movies have to do with a lot of things I like to do, such as Hip Hop and Graffiti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-7910874142794386033?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/7910874142794386033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=7910874142794386033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/7910874142794386033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/7910874142794386033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/movie-blog.html' title='Movie blog'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SP9jhG6J1wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hYG_OMTZTt8/s72-c/wutang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8191562742586304625.post-5703093295238025171</id><published>2008-10-21T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:41:05.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>We have a condition of our life&lt;br /&gt;my life condition&lt;br /&gt;So as a kid i had to adapt&lt;br /&gt;for a better living.&lt;br /&gt;Some drugs, some booze&lt;br /&gt;and i'll just yell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I keep dreaming after i awoke&lt;br /&gt;holding tight on my hope&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it can seem so cold&lt;br /&gt;do what i gotta do to cope. . ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later&lt;br /&gt;four years smarter&lt;br /&gt;getting old as it fades away&lt;br /&gt;holding on to that rope&lt;br /&gt;as the waves give way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter which brand&lt;br /&gt;or station, it's all about getting away&lt;br /&gt;from the current situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-5703093295238025171?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/5703093295238025171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=5703093295238025171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/5703093295238025171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/5703093295238025171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-opinion-on-dead-bear.html' title='poem'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-2523593195288105260</id><published>2008-10-20T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:38:32.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Know About Colombia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SPy95p4QgkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ejudawkJLZ4/s1600-h/mcolomb.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259287263053906498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SPy95p4QgkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ejudawkJLZ4/s320/mcolomb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The war in Colombia has been going on for more than fifty years. Bogota is also the capital of Colombia which happens to be a big area of the war. Poverty is a huge reason that the war is going on mainly so that their cocaine, and weapons and arms dealings can grow larger. Children are effected each day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; this war, some are kidnapped and some are forced into the war. At this point Colombia is a war zone, and not the best place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-2523593195288105260?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/2523593195288105260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=2523593195288105260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/2523593195288105260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/2523593195288105260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-know-about-colombia.html' title='What I Know About Colombia'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNm-gim2FV4/SPy95p4QgkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ejudawkJLZ4/s72-c/mcolomb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8191562742586304625.post-7420870830607124544</id><published>2008-10-16T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:36:15.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peer Editing</title><content type='html'>1. Compliments&lt;br /&gt; -Start positive and stay positive.&lt;br /&gt; -I really loved your topic.&lt;br /&gt; -I think you use a lot of good details.&lt;br /&gt; -I liked when you used the word ___&lt;br /&gt; -My favorite part was ____ because..&lt;br /&gt; -This was really fun to read because...&lt;br /&gt; -I liked the way you ____...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Suggestions&lt;br /&gt; -Give specific details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Corrections&lt;br /&gt; -Spelling mistakes&lt;br /&gt; -Sentence mistakes&lt;br /&gt; -Punctuation mistakes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-7420870830607124544?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/7420870830607124544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=7420870830607124544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/7420870830607124544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/7420870830607124544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/peer-editing.html' title='Peer Editing'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-4795300045575599578</id><published>2008-10-15T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:25:29.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Camera that takes photos... In the Future!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She was dead. The photograph was taken in a family portrait, and my mother was dead. The picture showed that she was stabbed to death in the living room where the photo was taken. Four different stab wounds, two in her neck and two in her heart. Examining the portrait still, i realize that my mother is the only one who would die in ten years. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gruesome&lt;/span&gt;. Blood was splattered everywhere in the room and my mother lied there, dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-4795300045575599578?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/4795300045575599578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=4795300045575599578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/4795300045575599578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/4795300045575599578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/camera-that-takes-photos-in-future.html' title='A Camera that takes photos... In the Future!'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-9085897077355209061</id><published>2008-10-14T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:36:59.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Son of the Mob</title><content type='html'>Son of the Mob is a story about a young kid named Vince Luca. His family is apart of the mafia scene, and their name is the Luca family. Vince Luca is not apart of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;family's&lt;/span&gt; mob just because he thinks the idea of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whacking&lt;/span&gt;" your next door &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;neighbor&lt;/span&gt; is wrong. My opinion about this book is that its a fun and interesting ride, regardless of your reading level. Being in the mafia would be loads of fun, not only because its insane, and a ruthless life, but because its about what you do for a living. If you consider the mob a job, then you might as well quit because the mafia is a way of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-9085897077355209061?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/9085897077355209061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=9085897077355209061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/9085897077355209061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/9085897077355209061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/son-of-mob.html' title='Son of the Mob'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-6708586174358213103</id><published>2008-10-08T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:46:35.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing topics</title><content type='html'>-Explain what life must have been like before the invention of electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Explain what stress does to your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Write an expository essay about a country or principality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tell about a prize you hope to win some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tell about the worst accident you've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A camera that takes photos of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A cat who is afraid of mice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A child who refuses to bathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-6708586174358213103?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/6708586174358213103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=6708586174358213103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/6708586174358213103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/6708586174358213103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/writing-topics.html' title='Writing topics'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-649104661288676502</id><published>2008-10-07T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:27:23.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of technology do you use</title><content type='html'>The most common technology I personally use is probably the computer, but at this point it's a tie between computers and my cell phone. Getting up in the morning I use an alarm clock to wake me up to get to school or work. Without a computer it would be harder to research things, and check my email to see whos trying to contact me. I honestly think without a phone it would probably be nearly impossible to talk and hangout with people. So in other words I wouldn't be socialing with anybody. I can't imagine getting up with no alarm clock that seems impossible to even get up in the morning to do my "daily routine".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-649104661288676502?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/649104661288676502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=649104661288676502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/649104661288676502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/649104661288676502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-kind-of-technology-do-you-use.html' title='What kind of technology do you use'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-4721213385801509553</id><published>2008-10-06T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:41:37.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentence Combining</title><content type='html'>Mama sat by the window wearing all black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all black, mama sat by the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama sat down staring out the window all in black sitting there with a blank stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama is sitting there waiting at a drive-thru. She sat by the window staring at the cost due looking for change through the purse that was obviously empty. Buying time even though she has the money looking for the change, she couldn't count life was hard living, in the projects. Wearing a dress that is black and blue, wait that's not a dress that's the scars left on her tissue. An abussive husband coming home drunk. Made one point, but five points make a fist. Beat her to the punch broken bones, just before her lunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-4721213385801509553?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/4721213385801509553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=4721213385801509553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/4721213385801509553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/4721213385801509553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/sentence-combining.html' title='Sentence Combining'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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-8191562742586304625.post-715099784455819463</id><published>2008-10-02T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:40:02.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging project</title><content type='html'>What I think about this Blogging project is that it could be worse than it really is. For instance we could be sitting at a desk reading some boring book then discussing how boring it really is. Probably not even get that far and just mess around compared to actually typing your ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8191562742586304625-715099784455819463?l=troysblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/715099784455819463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8191562742586304625&amp;postID=715099784455819463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/715099784455819463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8191562742586304625/posts/default/715099784455819463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://troysblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogging-project.html' title='blogging project'/><author><name>atmosphere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15542849015560353220</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></feed>
