<?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-412029561425755464</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:42:40.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AndyJay's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/412029561425755464/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andreeyah!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826933984917388700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Nkzih5mTHU/SOWMNBbljyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yrmSJZdU_uM/S220/Photo14-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412029561425755464.post-1268243210535252595</id><published>2008-10-19T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:09:32.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FreeWrite #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="Z-INDEX: 9! important; LEFT: 0px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent! important"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OK! So, I've been waiting for this for like forever. Like every since we were assigned these blogs. I thought we were just gone do whatever not assignments, but its fine, its waaaay more exciting than any essay any day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So at first my blog was gonna be about shoes and all there glory!! Because I guess you can say I'm a shoe fanatic?? But yeah!... Until!!! I saw this horrible video of a giant spider in a couple's bathroom shower!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/video/big%20ol%20spider/pbhomepage/video1/BigSpider.flv?o=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=" width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" sr="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My Reaction to this Video!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Arghhhh!!!! I hate spiders! Eww! Eww! Ewwwwww!!!! Aghhh!!! They give me the "willies" just thinking about them. Aggghhhh!!!! OmG!!! its huge!!! Omg , if I had to ever encounter something like that i would just die!!! I mean that spider is effin BIG!!! HUGE!!! and she said her husband found it while he was in the shower!!!! WHAAATT?!?! I would have died even though, he was a guy!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And they had to get it out by themselves??! Oh. NO!!! Never In A MILIION BAJILLION KAZILLION TRIMILLENIUM could you get me to remove a spider that big!!! Never! Never Never!!!Eww!!! Something that big would call for extra drastic matters!!! I would have called everybody and they MOMMA! Animal Control, The Police, National Guard, The Army, The Navy, The President, The Senate, The Community, Everybody!!!! To tell the truth, I would've been screamin so hard, I would've turned blue, died, spoke to Jesus, came back, and still would've had enough time to faint!!! Ughhh!! I hate spiders! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I gotta give spiders props though, because I think those are the only things that can get all 3 of my brothers to scream and "run to mommy"! Ha! And they say they're tough! Boy Stop! Yeah but my brothers are strong! But Spiders are a whole different story!!! I thought that this little picture was well needed after seeing that video, and all the pictures that came along with the video:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/big" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s219.photobucket.com/albums/cc254/ladiiekiwi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gianormousspiders-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc254/ladiiekiwi/gianormousspiders-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Its funny and sadly true! Have you ever seen those videos on YouTube where you see big strong men turn into little girls because of something they see?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When I was 9th grade, my coolest friend Lucas, that I knew since i was in preschool. He was in the 12th grade at this time. At my old school, we were walking back to our building from the gym. Lucas was with his 2 friends and I was with mine. We were on two different parts of the parking lots. But you could see him plain and clear. So we're almost to the school building. I start to hear a little ruckus where Lucas is walking, And I heard one of his friends say," Aye, Luc, you got a. . . . . . on you" Ha! Those were the trigger words! Lucas runs around in a circle, screaming to the top of his lungs, in a Minnie Ripperton voice, "Agh, Agh!!!! Get it off Get it off!!!!" I mean like you had to be there!!! LMAO! Oh yeah, by the way Lucas is a very tall, very muscular, athlete!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But Back To SPIDERS!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Eww everything about them makes me hate them!! Their Eyes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/big" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Spider Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c220/DeathPotion5/070125-glowing-spiders_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Their Legs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s219.photobucket.com/albums/cc254/ladiiekiwi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0845copy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc254/ladiiekiwi/IMG_0845copy-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And then they're too fast to kill!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All their everything!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And Don't forget those nasty little web things!!! Yuck!!! Those are the worst! Have you ever walked through an area with alot of trees, minding your own business, when you feel yourself walk through a line of web? I think that happens to me at least 3 times a day! I hope its not just me!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/spider" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="spider webs Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i133.photobucket.com/albums/q42/primrose_299/PDR_0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I mean people are too big to trap! Why do they have to put them in people's way??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Or how bout this have you ever woke up, and felt apart of you a little more sore the you went to sleep like? Or has something ever itched when you woke up, and the itch happened to have 2 holes?! Well you know what that means! A Spider! Not only did he bite you, but he was in your bed uninvited!!! How rude! Lets have a looksey at a spider bite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/spider" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s219.photobucket.com/albums/cc254/ladiiekiwi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BrownRecluse-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc254/ladiiekiwi/BrownRecluse-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That it was a bite from the Brown Recluse Jerk, I mean spider will do to you! Isn't it horrible, and probably unbearable! The pain! The agony!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And you know what urks my nerves!!! SPIDERMAN!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OK so, the ability to move like a spider swinging from web to web, hanging on to walls and ceilings isn't wonderful, don't get me wrong, but in order to do all this you have to get bit by a spider!And after you get bit you become a superhero! Whoopee!!!!That's all dandy! Its a movie! You cant make spiders cool, OK! Gosh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What's funny about this blog, is that this was supposed to be short, but because I saw a chilling video, it made me wanna describe details about why I DON'T LIKE SPIDERS!!!! They're GROSS! Point.blank! Sorry spiders, there's one more person in the world that hates you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As my exit more Spider videos!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-s0EwfehimI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-s0EwfehimI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This one is freakin' hilarious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9KikyjO0quU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9KikyjO0quU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This one is from our troops in Iraq!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HkRbkg9cPu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HkRbkg9cPu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And the name of the spider in the cup, is the notorious camel spider! It is a new found species of spider! It can grow to be huge! Like this one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/camel" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Camel Spider Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa29/randstuff4u/Camel_Spider_Queen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well this has been a blog by!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andreyaista the Fashionista!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/412029561425755464-1268243210535252595?l=ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com/feeds/1268243210535252595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=412029561425755464&amp;postID=1268243210535252595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/412029561425755464/posts/default/1268243210535252595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/412029561425755464/posts/default/1268243210535252595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com/2008/10/freewrite-1.html' title='FreeWrite #1'/><author><name>Andreeyah!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826933984917388700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Nkzih5mTHU/SOWMNBbljyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yrmSJZdU_uM/S220/Photo14-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412029561425755464.post-876278424661591204</id><published>2008-10-12T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:46:12.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Developing Your Character</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="Z-INDEX: 9! important; LEFT: 0px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent! important"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LndoYXRldmVybGlmZS5jb20="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Izzy the superpuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you hear superpuff, I'm sure think other things, but he is something different. Izzy is a small friend of mine. He is a really cool person or is he a she? I'm not sure sure, I never really investigated to find out. I guess he is going to be an "it".  I'll call him a boy though. Izzy is a god friend. He has lots of friends and lots of people dont like him.  Izzy told me that he wants to be just a great samritian, but he always ends up doing something different. He always seems to catch himself in other mess. I think its great what he's doing but he thinks different. Maybe you haven't realized, but Izzy isn't what he seems. 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This was very exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/412029561425755464-4338300849136038387?l=ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com/feeds/4338300849136038387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=412029561425755464&amp;postID=4338300849136038387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/412029561425755464/posts/default/4338300849136038387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/412029561425755464/posts/default/4338300849136038387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com/2008/10/setting.html' title='Setting'/><author><name>Andreeyah!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826933984917388700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Nkzih5mTHU/SOWMNBbljyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yrmSJZdU_uM/S220/Photo14-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412029561425755464.post-3797968636503169418</id><published>2008-09-28T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:34:05.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response to Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song:&lt;/strong&gt; I Told Ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tynisha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MfUJkplid6Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MfUJkplid6Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya already know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I gave you everything that I had&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I gotta go &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cause you took me for granted &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've done this before &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not walking back through that door &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think this is what I deserve &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt; these games no more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tryna&lt;/span&gt; find a way to trust ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know in my heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; better off without ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant lie to myself I know its over &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knew that you would break my heart before I told ya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What hurts me the most is all the second chances &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Runnin&lt;/span&gt; back to you like you were gonna change but&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant lie to myself I know its over &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knew that you would break my heart before I told ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; insane &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm conflicted with the way I feel &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Somethin&lt;/span&gt; like love and hate &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But a part of my wants you still &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But in our history&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too many bad memories &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've done my own share of things &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To hurt you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Theres&lt;/span&gt; no easy way &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To say the end of the road is today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tryna&lt;/span&gt; find a way to trust ya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know in my heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; better off without ya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant lie to myself I know its over &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knew that you would break my heart before I told ya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What hurts me the most is all the second chances &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Runnin&lt;/span&gt; back to you like you were gonna change but &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant lie to myself I know its over &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knew that you would break my heart before I told ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know its hard to let it go &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I cant hold onto this no more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; through with your love &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's just not enough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You said that you'd be different before &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know its hard to let it go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I cant hold onto this no more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; through with your love &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's just not enough &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You said you'd be different &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But boy you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; care&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tryna&lt;/span&gt; find a way to trust ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know in my heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; better off without ya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant lie to myself &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know its over &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knew that you would break my heart before I told ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What hurts me the most is all the second chances &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Runnin&lt;/span&gt; back to you like you were gonna change but&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant lie to myself I know its over &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knew that you would break my heart before I told ya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;tryna&lt;/span&gt; find a way to trust ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know in my heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; better off without ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant lie to myself I know its over&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knew that you would break my heart before I told ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What hurts me the most is all the second chances&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Runnin&lt;/span&gt; back to you like you were gonna change but&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant lie to myself I know its over&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knew that you would break my heart before I told ya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Response&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To me this song is like her talking about her past relationship, how she feels. Like she still loves him and all, but she cant be in a relationship where she is going to get hurt over and over. And she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want to believe that its over, but she has to face the facts. She put up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get any of the same emotions in the turn around. So shes through hoping for something that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; there. Hoping for the hopeless. Like i think its a good song to hear when you think about your past relationships. Its make you think about what you had and how they may have had you blind but after you break up you realize all the things that you ignored but were there plain and clear. Sometimes its just things that make you mad or things that make you cry. She says "I know its hard to let it go, but i cant hold on to this no more." To me shes saying that its hard to forget about but and i like what we had, but she cant do it anymore, shes tired of the stress and the pain she has to go through i the relationship. She talks about how he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; care, and she knows he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; care. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; care about what she cares about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/412029561425755464-3797968636503169418?l=ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com/feeds/3797968636503169418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=412029561425755464&amp;postID=3797968636503169418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/412029561425755464/posts/default/3797968636503169418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/412029561425755464/posts/default/3797968636503169418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajohnson10laichs.blogspot.com/2008/09/response-to-lyrics.html' title='Response to Lyrics'/><author><name>Andreeyah!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826933984917388700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Nkzih5mTHU/SOWMNBbljyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yrmSJZdU_uM/S220/Photo14-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412029561425755464.post-8851343619162040186</id><published>2008-09-23T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:42:27.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bio Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.S.J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Child of A.J and B.J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who enjoys talking, shopping, and writing poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who wants to go to Aspen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who wishes she could have met Martin Luther King and Malcolm X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who is scared of maggots, spiders, bees, coyotes, birds, feet, deep and dark water, Jeepers Creepers, dark alleys, roaches, beetles, bums, drunken bums, and getting shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who dreams of becoming a famous poet, like Langston Hughes, an actress, like Angela Basset, a photographer, and a veterinarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who is determined to have a 3.5-4.0 grade point average when she graduates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who values her phone, iPod, and her morals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who is proud of her accomplishments and to be an American &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who graduated from FKCP Jr High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Who lives in California and New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.S.J.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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