<?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-8625140598353728299</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:06:33.723-08:00</updated><category term='kimi ni todoke'/><category term='manga'/><category term='review'/><title type='text'>Inside Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>Crack my head open and see what's inside</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-2080733151317437377</id><published>2011-06-07T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T00:14:40.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comicon</title><content type='html'>Since summer has started I haven't been up to anything interesting, and what I mean is that I've had nothing to do, except for watching videos online (lately I've been really into &lt;a href="http://thatguywiththeglasses.com/videolinks/thatguywiththeglasses/nostalgia-critic"&gt;Nostalgia Critic&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thatguywiththeglasses.com/videolinks/thedudette/nostalgia-chick"&gt;Nostalgia Chick&lt;/a&gt; videos). I've been applying for jobs in places in my area so hopefully that will at least keep me alert and allow me to earn some money. Anyway the reason I'm writing this blog post in the first place is to write about my experience at one of the coolest places; Comicon by which I mean Phoenix Comicon. I have wanted to go to a con since I first heard of their existence, especially Comicon since it has so many different elements of geek culture.&lt;br /&gt;Going there was actually a last minute thing and I was only able to be there for one day on Saturday so I wasn't able to do an elaborate cosplay, however I intended to enjoy as much as I could. So Saturday morning my brothers and I printed our pre-paid tickets and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;We got there roughly around 10:00am and meet with my brother's friends, who were also attending the con for the full weekend, in their hotel room. After grabbing breakfast we went to the main floor in order to get our badges. We were surprised to see a long line that stretched out farther than a line at Disneyland, for those who had pre-paid their tickets, which just happened to be us. While my brother's friends went to enter the con since they already had their badges, we went to the end of the line to wait for what felt like an eternity (it was really about an hour and a half).&lt;br /&gt;Once that nightmare was over we went to enjoy the main floor, where we meet one of my brother's other friend. He introduced us to her and then we went to wait in line to see Wil Wheaton and have him sign her breasts, which is as hilarious as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the Leonard Nimoy panel, which was pretty amazing. It was in one of the largest rooms in the whole convention hall and it was packed with people. We got there a little late, but luckily my brother's friends from before saved us some seats. Even though we weren't very close up and mostly had to watch him on the large screen, it was just amazing to be in the same room with the guy. Even though I've never watched Star Treck (except for the 2009 film), it is still one of the most well known sci-fi shows ever and it will most likely stay that way. Either way his panel was entertaining and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Once the panel was over we went to the Abridged Appreciation panel. As soon as we got there the room continued to fill up with people and the since the room was so small we nearly broke fire codes. It kind of got off on a rocky start as it was discovered that a cord was missing that would allow the audio to work. So as the panelist got that ready they invited several Yu-Gi-Oh cosplayers to come and put on some sort of skit. Even though they weren't prepared, they managed to keep our attention and be entertaining. After the technical difficulties were resolved they started playing abridged series episodes, specifically Dragonball Z Abridged and Yu-Gi-Oh abridged, both of which are historical. The best part was the audience participation of some of the best lines.&lt;br /&gt;Later on after some lunch, went to the Voice Actors panel that had Brina Palencia, Mary Elizabeth McGlynn, Wendee Lee and Vic Mignogna. I was really only familiar with Vic's work, but all four voice actors did a great job answering questions and making everyone laugh. Say what you want about Vic, but he is very entertaining. The women of the panel were also a lot of fun and now I want to check out more of there work. I also learned that Elizabeth McGlynn is married to Daran Norris, the voice actor for Cosmo in Fairly Odd Parents. After that panel we went to the Doctor Who fan panel which was also very entertaining. The room was filled with fans, several of which cosplayed as the Doctor and some as the Tardis. There was also a lot of people wearing Doctor Who t-shirts from TeeFury (including me and my brother). It was also cool seeing that many fans at once, since Doctor Who isn't that well known here and it's nice to know that there are so many fans in this particular area.&lt;br /&gt;Once the Doctor Who panel was over we spent some time in the main floor before leaving. I was able to buy a Haruhi Fujioka plushie and a spiked choker, since I had a few ideas on who I might cosplay next con. I also bought a cute ring and erasers. Soon it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;It was truly an amazing experience and I can't wait to go to my next con, whenever that may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-2080733151317437377?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/2080733151317437377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=2080733151317437377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2080733151317437377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2080733151317437377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2011/06/comicon.html' title='Comicon'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-8871863907440344815</id><published>2010-08-09T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:22:43.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlimited Sky</title><content type='html'>I heard someone on the radio (don't ask me who, I was half asleep in the car as I was listening) say something very true. Summer only seems to end according to when school starts. Whenever school starts everyone switches from vacation mode to fall mode. Now the only problem is that it's still hot and blazing outside. Kinda hard to start thinking about school when it's still such a sunny day outside. I'm not sure if it's just Arizona, but that really gets to me. Then again I was going to school for about a month in the summer so I guess it won't make too much of a difference to me.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I just completed the Summer Academy at school. Although I probably shouldn't get ahead of myself, here's what's been going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;During most of July I went to this program at Arizona State University to take summer classes that consisted of Intermediate Algebra, Critical reading and thinking, and a college success class. The only reason I did it in the first place was so that I could get the math credits I needed in order to take Math 192 in the fall, but it was actually a pretty good experience. I got to get to know the college resources at school, I applied for a job, and I got to know a few people. I also got voted most likely to carry a water bottle on campus, which I earned because I always had my handy dandy water bottle with me at all times. Don't laugh though, it also means I'm least likely to die of dehydration and heat stroke. I've been hearing some horror stories lately and it's a pretty common way to die in Arizona. Anyway I'm thankful for the experience and I'm even more thankful to take a little break from school for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;The summer academy also allowed me to hang out with one of my best friends. Turns out that Mari-chan was attending a summer program at Tempe, so we worked out a way for us to meet up on Friday. After my classes I took the metro lightrail to Tempe for the first time. Luckily I didn't get lost or anything and made it there okay. After waiting for her classes to end we walked to starbucks for a bit and talked. I told her about my classes and she told me about her's and such. Afterward we went to some shops to look at stuff that was way too expensive for us to buy, until we took a long walk to a hot dog place on campus. She treated me to a corn dog and some fries and they were quite yummy. We stayed there and talked and we even saw her roommate. She was nice, and so all three of us left and went to the starbucks at the MU and she treated me again to a smoothie. Soon it was time for me to go back, so we walked back to the station. It took us awhile to get to the right one, but we eventually did and I made it back safe and sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-8871863907440344815?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/8871863907440344815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=8871863907440344815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8871863907440344815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8871863907440344815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2010/08/unlimited-sky.html' title='Unlimited Sky'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1754594293465528409</id><published>2010-07-23T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:38:33.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kimi ni todoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Kimi ni Todoke (Manga close-up)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.niko-niko.net/random/todoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.niko-niko.net/random/todoke.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I need to take a break from writing for school and to write for fun and to write about something that truly interests me; Manga! The series in particular is one I recently can't get enough of, called Kimi ni Todoke (From me to you) by Karuho Shiina.&lt;br /&gt;The story is about a girl named Sawako Kuronuma who is feared by everyone in her class. This is due to the fact that she bears a slight resemblance to the creepy girl from the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Ring&lt;/span&gt; (named Sadako in the original Japanese version). It doesn't help that almost everyone calls her Sadako and think it's her real name and that they believe the rumors that she can actually talk to spirits and give curses. The irony of this whole matter is the fact that Sawako is actually a kind-hearted girl who knows very little about the occult. She just happens to be a little socially awkward is all. Everyone is so afraid of her that every time she tries to make a kind gesture she is immediately apologized to (even though she tries to assure them that she has no supernatural po&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2010/024/b/0/Sawako_Kuronuma_chibi_by_thejoja.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 150px;" src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2010/024/b/0/Sawako_Kuronuma_chibi_by_thejoja.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wers). This starts to change she becomes friends with most popular boy in her class, Shota Kazehaya. The unlucky friendship confuses everyone at first, but soon everyone starts to see little by little that Sawako is actually a good person. The plot gets even better when Sadako starts to fall for Kazehaya (who likes her too, and has for a while).&lt;br /&gt;This series is truly inspirational and relatable to anyone who has ever had a misunderstanding with someone. I really like Sadako as a main character, like typical shojo heroines she is naive and nice, but unlike the norm, she is not perceived as cute by everyone. This is not to say that she isn't cute, she is just cute in a different way. Shiina-sensei tends to draw Sawako in super deformed and chibi style whenever she gets flustered or nervous which makes her even more adorable.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how everyone in the class think she is scary simply because she has long black hair and pale skin, when in fact those same features are what makes Sawako so lovely. One of my favorite moments is when she is laughing with her friends and smiles and for one second everyone can see how beautiful she really is.&lt;br /&gt;This is a really sweet series with a lot of underlying depth and plenty of funny moments. I just finished the fourth book and I can't wait till the fifth one comes out in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIs2tjxdJ_A/SvjFQ0Oc21I/AAAAAAAABTg/Zs8GGmwiFkA/S187/reachingyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIs2tjxdJ_A/SvjFQ0Oc21I/AAAAAAAABTg/Zs8GGmwiFkA/S187/reachingyou.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Karuho_Shiina&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="Karuho Shiina (page does not exist)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1754594293465528409?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1754594293465528409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1754594293465528409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1754594293465528409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1754594293465528409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2010/07/kimi-ni-todoke-manga-close-up.html' title='Kimi ni Todoke (Manga close-up)'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIs2tjxdJ_A/SvjFQ0Oc21I/AAAAAAAABTg/Zs8GGmwiFkA/s72-c/reachingyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-3472381060090544851</id><published>2010-05-31T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:47:05.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World - New Theatrical Trailer HD (5/31/10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/8NUBVcit5VM/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8NUBVcit5VM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8NUBVcit5VM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-3472381060090544851?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/3472381060090544851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=3472381060090544851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3472381060090544851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3472381060090544851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2010/05/scott-pilgrim-vs-world-new-theatrical.html' title='Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World - New Theatrical Trailer HD (5/31/10)'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-3348124792646796413</id><published>2010-05-31T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:47:31.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Scott Pilgrim trailer!</title><content type='html'>After getting a certain number of fans the new trailer for the movie Scott Pilgrim vs. The World is finally here! Now if you do not know what I am talking about I suggest you go outside and bang your head against the wall of your house for about ten minutes, then go to your nearest book store and buy the all five volumes of the Scott Pilgrim series. Go on now....I'll wait.......*sits and whistles*. Okay anyway back the trailer, first of all this trailer has increased my excitement for the movie by epic proportions. The first teaser trailer that was released a while ago was a good sampler of the movie, but it still left me wanting more, as does this new one. It's going to be really hard to stay on track and talk about everything going through my mind so bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;First of all the movie looks great. The whole Scott Pilgrim looks like how I would want the world to look if it was a comic book (don't think I haven't thought about it). Not only do the fight scenes have sound effect words, but even simple actions such as ringing the doorbell of counting off a band deserve to have the feel of a comic (as demonstrated by Ramona Flowers and Kim Pine). Speaking of which, in just a few lines both characters have shown to be played well by Mary Elizabeth Winstead and Alison Pill. Now I had some doubts when I found out that Micheal Cera was cast as Scott, but so far he has shown to show the perfect blend of stupidity and cluelessness (I know it's not a word, but I think it fits). Towards the end the trailer some of the best scenes are shown by in a flash, but so far the fighting scenes between Ramona and Knives look good as well as the battle between Scott and Gideon. All in all this trailer has got me looking forward to the movie even more. I do not know how I'm going to make it to August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-3348124792646796413?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/3348124792646796413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=3348124792646796413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3348124792646796413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3348124792646796413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-scott-pilgrim-trailer.html' title='New Scott Pilgrim trailer!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-3465667616437813083</id><published>2010-05-28T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T18:57:31.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura</title><content type='html'>I know it's been awhile, but I thought since it's summer I should post again. I know not a lot of people use blogspot anymore, but I don't care I will not switch over to the dark side (tumblr).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's an update of what's going on my life (like anyone cares). I graduated from high school, otherwise known as the capital of misery. All joking aside I am going to miss that little place, it's where I met some of my closest friends. I'm trying to look ahead to the future though. I'll be going to the college of my choice, Arizona State University. I won't be living on campus though, but I've made my peace with that already. I'm also going to be attending summer classes in July so that will get me more familiar with the campus. I'm already looking foward to it, I'm also glad that I'll know some people who are going there too. What I'm not looking forward to is trying to make friends. I'm terrible at it, it's really pathetic sometimes really. Then again I can always just focus on my studies instead. I'm going to work really hard in order to get the highest GPA I can achieve so I can get into Walter Cronkite.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm all out of creative juices at the moment. I'll try to post again soon, and try even harder to keep my promise to not put it off again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-3465667616437813083?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/3465667616437813083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=3465667616437813083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3465667616437813083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3465667616437813083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2010/05/sakura.html' title='Sakura'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-8660230901812178098</id><published>2010-01-29T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:29:36.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Train in vain</title><content type='html'>Happy new year!.....or am is that a little late? haha Yeah I haven't posted in a while as you can tell. It's not my fault, I just didn't want to. Well not that I didn't want to I just didn't see the point. I mean I seem to be the only one who ever uses this thing anymore (besides Claudia, although I'm not sure when was the last time she updated, I'm such a bad follower!). Everyone is all obsessed with tumbler or whatever that thing is called. I really don't get that thing, it seems even more complicated then livejournal (which I never thought was possible). I'm an old fashioned girl with the mind capacity of a grandmother. Although if I am interested and motivated I am able to overcome this handicap and be a total master of technology. However this is a rare occurrence. I'm sticking blogspot and sticking it to all the young people who use all the fancy sites (no offense).&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway lets get to the interesting part of this post (as if there is one). If you don't already know; I was hacked. More specifically my facebook, twilighters and twitter account was hacked. Terrifying I know. Anyway my facebook is now disabled. My old twitter account was deleted and my twilighters account recovered. It was a pretty scary experience I have to say, but I guess that's what happens out there sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway currently I found out that I am not able to go to Walter Cronkite right now. I applied to ASU and I'm still waiting to be expected. The problem is that Walter Cronkite has higher admission requirements. I talked to one of the ASU representatives yesterday and he told my what I could do in order to get into ASU. He said the best way I can get into ASU at least is for me to update my current transcript and change the major on my application. So instead of studying Journalism my first year at Walter Cronkite, I'll be in the exploratory behavioral and social sciences course. The good news is that it is in the same campus as Walter Cronkite and I'll still be able to take writing courses. I just need to make sure that I get a 3.0 GPA during my first year. Then I can apply to Walter Cronkite and change my major to Journalism. I'm also going to take the SAT and try and get a good enough score to get into ASU. It'll be easier for me to work from the inside. I keep telling myself that, because I'm really disappointed with myself. All I can do now is make sure that I have a good enough score and keep my grades up. Which will be pretty hard to do considering that Math is what really gets on my nerves. It is definitely my greatest foe, but I will one day kick it's butt into oblivion and overcome this horrible monster.&lt;br /&gt;      Well on a lighter note, just three more issues of The Hawk newspaper to go! I'm really looking forward to this. We're working on the layout for our valentine issue next week. I'm really happy, I feel like these are going to be the best issues of my three years on staff.&lt;br /&gt;      This is what I want and as long as God allows it, I will become a journalist. I will report with integrity, ethical thinking and most importantly honesty.&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry my closer is dripping with cheese, gao haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-8660230901812178098?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/8660230901812178098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=8660230901812178098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8660230901812178098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8660230901812178098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2010/01/train-in-vain.html' title='Train in vain'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7253439985903627658</id><published>2009-10-24T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:49:45.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my life</title><content type='html'>So last week was layout week. As Skyler would say "Oh joy." Layout is a pain like no other. Me and Yvette were in charge of the front page, because despite what your kindergarten teacher may have told you, the cover does count (at least when it comes to newspaper). We went with the Halloween story being the center focus, since we needed original art for the page I asked my friend Miki if she would use her talents to draw us something. I asked her cause I knew that not only would she be able to whip me up something fast, it would actually be good (now if only some of my staff members had that same work ethic). Needless to say, she did not disappoint so hopefully it'll get people's attention when the issue comes out. The fall play story is also on front along with my text talk story. Sometimes I feel a little guilty when I have to put one of my stories on the front. I mean I'm editor-in-chief and I decide which stories go where in the issue, but I don't want people to think I'm biases and I always get the cover. My journalism adviser is always the one who insists that I put my strongest stories on the cover and give in cause I trust his judgment. We have art on both stories so it works out. I'm really excited for this issue, but at the same time I'm kinda worried. See we decided that the staff was going to try their hand at laying out the pages for this issue. Now the problem is that a lot of them don't really know what they're doing (neither do I for the most part). Also none of them stayed after school to try and fix their pages. A lot of them needed some major work. It makes me upset because I stayed after school almost every day that week. It's not like I didn't have anything better to do either, I had my ACT test today and I could have spent that time studying, but I knew I needed to get my page done. I can understand why some people can't stay after school, but I really think that others should have made the time. It's going to affect their grades later when they don't have their required ten-hours spent after school. Oh well. Anyway I wrote a whopping five count em five stories this issue. Three feature stories, an editorial and a music review. Now one of my stories happened to have to do with a certain band. All Time Low to be precise. Well I really only got to ask one question over the phone to the lead singer Alex Gaskarth, but I was really grateful for the opportunity. I've always wanted to do entertainment writing, mostly having to do with music. I felt like such a professional, except for the fact that I got all nervous and I could barely write his quote. I got in on time so it'll make the next issue. Hopefully it'll impress some of the kids who don't see us as a "real newspaper." Anyway I just want our issue out and I want it to be the best that it can be.&lt;br /&gt;SL&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7253439985903627658?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7253439985903627658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7253439985903627658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7253439985903627658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7253439985903627658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-my-life.html' title='It&apos;s my life'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1224708614401933414</id><published>2009-10-01T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:15:12.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ASU and AIPA (otherwise known as Jazzi's journalism adventure)</title><content type='html'>Nothing like visiting my (hopefully) future school. The AIPA once again held a convention for it's young aspiring journalists, and one of the people attending was me. Our school paper staff went (in our snazzy new shirts) along with the yearbook staff. We left the school around 7:10 (we were supposed to leave promptly at 7:00, but then again we never really that good with deadlines). We got to the conference at around 8:00 and registered. After a welcoming speech we headed to our workshops (learning sessions, not like santa's). Me and Yvette the managing editor went to the newspaper critique to have her say what we need to approve on and what was good about it. She said our over all layout was clean and easy to read. She also liked our story choices and she loved our photo layout on the back. She said that we had to make sure our headline fonts are consistent. Also to make our captions less noticeable in comparison with the actual story text. She also gave us some advice to help with our color issue, to make the pictures less dark. We thanked her for her compliments and took her critique with some thought.&lt;br /&gt;Next I headed off to my next session. It was called "Our Experience: Newspaper Staff vs Administration." Two former staff members from the Thunderbird High school newspaper "The Challenge" spoke to us about their experience about their paper and their school's censorship. It was pretty interesting and it made me realize that I really should look into the limitations of our school paper. After that workshop I went to "How to use iGoogle and Idocs. in Journalism". The speaker (who uses the same programs for her staff) showed us how it is more beneficial than just printing out stories and editing that way. You can just email the stories using gmail and edit them that way.  This was helpful and made me want to use it for our paper. I told my journalism adviser about it the next day and he liked the idea.&lt;br /&gt;After the last workshop, it was time for lunch. So after I texted Courtney I headed downstairs to meet her for lunch. We met up in front of Chick fil a, and went there to eat. We talked and ate and had a nice lunch. We even had lunch with a couple of her college friends which was nice as well. When we were done we went back up stairs so I could go to the keynote speaker lecture. We were still early so I suggested we go to the art exhibit being showed in the building. We kind of got pulled into a tour of the exhibit which almost cut close to me being late for the keynote speech. Luckily I was on time so after saying bye to Courtney I waited for it to start.&lt;br /&gt;The keynote speaker was Lori Oglesbee, and she talked to us mostly about telling stories. She practically tore up the book of every rule I've ever heard from a English teacher about writing stories. She was an up-front type of women, but she had our attention. She had a interesting take on writing, and helped me put some things into perspective. I vow never to start a sentence with "Suddenly or Imagine". After the keynote, it was time for the awards. I was pretty antsy especially since I had just forced the rest of my root beer down my throat. After they had announced the broadcasting and literary magazine awards, it was time for the newspaper ones. We received quite a few awards (which almost surprised me). Aaron (who was on staff the year before) won for photography (since he wasn't there I had to accept his award for him, I had to do that for a lot of the awards). Caitlin who was also on staff last year, but not this year won for the doubletruck category. Yvette won for the layout of the feature section, and I won (along with Alejandra and Trevor) an award for layout of the sports page. It was a pretty proud moment for us, although they misspelled my first name, Yvette's last name and the name of our school. We'll have to get our certificates fixed, but other than that, it was amazing. When the yearbook staff were done accepting their awards we were on our way out (of course I had to make a quick pit stop to the ladies room before we left).&lt;br /&gt;It was an amazing day and I'm sad I won't be able to attend next year, but hopefully by then I'll be attending classes on the campus.&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my adventure, hope you're still awake. SL&lt;333 id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1224708614401933414?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1224708614401933414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1224708614401933414' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1224708614401933414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1224708614401933414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/10/asu-and-aipa-otherwise-known-as-jazzis.html' title='ASU and AIPA (otherwise known as Jazzi&apos;s journalism adventure)'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6092954316133366456</id><published>2009-09-22T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:41:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18th Birthday</title><content type='html'>So I thought it would be nice to give a little update. I'm officially an adult now *cue trumpets and firework*. Yeah not much has changed so far. I mean yeah I could vote, buy cigarettes and move out if I want, but not like I have done those things yet (and doubt I ever will) so really this whole thing is no big deal. Oh well might as well enjoy it while I can, cause I feel so old right now haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so to celebrate my new found adulthood, Shigure, Mitsuki and I went to Hot Topic for the Paramore "Brand New Eyes" listening party. Now it wasn't exactly smooth sailing on the way over there. First of all the original plan was to include Mari-chan, but unfortunately she was unable to make it due to parental suffocation. (Yeah that's kinda the nicest way I could put it). Mari-chan was able to hang out with us for a bit at my house. We talked and hung out a bit till we had to leave, we went to Mari-chan's house and last minute she decided not to go so she wouldn't risk getting in trouble. I could understand though so I don't blame her, still we were sad she wasn't able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the mall with time to spare so we headed to the food court to eat some Japanese cuisine (of course). After we ate we looked around the shops. We looked for anything cute. We also looked at stuff for each other, saying whether it was "Shigure", "Mitsuki" or "Tohru". When it was getting close for Hot Topic to play the new album we headed over there.&lt;br /&gt;While they were playing the cd Shigure and I pre-ordered the album and got ourselves some free posters. Shigure totally moshed to paramore's song "Ignorance", I was worried she would hit something. We were really into the Cd, but Miki sort of gave us that type of look, haha it was funny. My mom got me a Paramore shirt for my birthday while we were in the store. Miki got herself some nail polish and a button that said "I'm not anti-social, I just don't like you". Needless to say, it fit her personality well. Shigure got herself some buttons to pin on her backpack. After the CD was finished we left the store and waited for my mom to come so we could leave soon. Only she didn't come very soon, so since none of us had a phone we had to go and find a payphone to call her. (Yes they still exist). After we called her we still had to keep waiting cause she couldn't find us, till I went and looked for her. After we were all reunited, we got some fries and a slushi to satisfy our appetites. It was a long day so we left and dropped the two off at their homes. It was a wonderful birthday and the best way to start off my 18th year.&lt;br /&gt;SL&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6092954316133366456?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6092954316133366456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6092954316133366456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6092954316133366456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6092954316133366456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/09/18th-birthday.html' title='18th Birthday'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-2264902147469912409</id><published>2009-09-12T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:46:50.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>I got bored and decided it was time to change the layout on this blog. I figure if it looks nicer I'll want to post more. Now let's see if my theory works in practice. I have to say though this looks much better. Now I might as well say a few updates. Well not much has been going on. Our paper is coming out soon and I can't wait. This is our first issue of the year, the first issue with our new staff and the first issue with me as Editor-in-chief. I've been staying after school all this week trying to help out as much as I can. I just want to do my fair share and make this issue the best that it can be. I mean I know it won't be perfect of course, but good enough. Now I'm afraid this is all I can muster since the creative juices have been nearly squeezed out of me.&lt;br /&gt;SL&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-2264902147469912409?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/2264902147469912409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=2264902147469912409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2264902147469912409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2264902147469912409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5037681557350193833</id><published>2009-08-27T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:15:21.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunities</title><content type='html'>I decided to update my blog so I could get into the flow of re-writing my biography for English 101, but who am I kidding? I'm procrastinating, pure and simple. At least while I'm procrastinating on something else I'm getting something done, if that makes sense.  Ok now the reason why I wanted to write this.&lt;br /&gt;Now several weeks ago my church's youth group (us girls) paid a visit to a nursing home. We went to help them with arts and crafts, visit, talk and minister. I can tell you that I didn't know exactly what to expect and I was kinda nervous to be there. I'm sure we all felt a little that way. I did however feel kinda excited and wanted to see what kind of people I would meet and talk to. After prayer we all split up and went to tables to help the elderly with their craft project. We were making leis and bracelets. Now I kind of panicked and didn't know what to do at first. So I grabbed some fake flowers and string and me and Amanda walked over to a table. One lady named Shirley wanted a lei, but since it didn't seem like she could use much of her hand I made one for her instead. I made sure to put her favorite colors so that it would still be her lei. I listened to them talk and kept asking what flowers she wanted. When it was all done she looked like she really liked it when I put it around her neck. After that I helped Georgea with her lei. She wanted to make most of it herself and she used to do a lot of arts and crafts and she said she really liked it. I asked her about it and she seemed really into it. I talked with her a bit as I helped her with her lei, especially when her eyes got tired and she made a bracelet instead. When we were done she had her own little Hawaii outfit, all except the hula skirt and coconut bra haha. It looked like we all were having a good time and got to meet so many new people. Sam made a bracelet for Reuben who loved it so much that he put it on the wrist with his special items. Amanda not only made a lei for the person she was helping but also for her person's little stuffed bunny. I was surprised when it was over. After we shared our experiences and said a prayer we left. We all agreed we wanted to do this again. &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5037681557350193833?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5037681557350193833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5037681557350193833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5037681557350193833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5037681557350193833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/08/opportunities.html' title='Opportunities'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4487257272734641003</id><published>2009-08-24T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:38:49.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug me</title><content type='html'>Well I've noticed I haven't blogged in awhile now I know this might not make much of a difference to those of you imaginary people who I assume read my blog, but it does to me. To all honesty I do have times where I plan to write a new entry, but I never get around to actually...well write it. I mean I tend to write blog posts in my head; planning it all out before it hits the virtual paper that is this blog. Now most people would say "well that's a good idea, plan it out in your head so you know what you're going to say". Well it doesn't quite work that way for me. You see when I plan it out in my head and it takes a long long long time before I get a chance to put it on here, it enters the trash bin of my brain. It's not intentional it just happens. Now right now I can see that I'm typing like the wind out of sire impulsiveness, only to be hindered when I hit a spelling block.&lt;br /&gt;Now lately it has seemed that I'm not the only one who has taken a break from blogging. A lot of the blogs I read have their latest entries dating back to as late as April . Now this upsets me because I've always found these blogs of my friends quite entertaining and humorous, but now I have no new updates, so my only solution is to take blogging back into my own hands. It's not much, but it's the only thing I could think of. Also I do enjoy coloring without lines, so to speak. I mean I'm back in school now with horrible writing assignments created for the sole purpose of beating the life out of us. Now I'm not complaining (ok maybe just a little), some of the assignments are quite interesting, like the biography of a person in our class. I chose to write it in newspaper form, since of course it is my vice. Although it proved to be a bit harder than I thought since recently I received the paper back and it was covered with purple marks (most teachers use red, but I think she used purple to soften the blow). So looks like I need to go back and rewrite. Now that's not the only thing I have to write, oh no no no. I have two stories that are due soon. One is about teen drinking and the other is a profile on a student. (Be on the look out for those either in the first issue of The Hawk or on The Hawk website) I have yet to interview or get a hold of the student though so looks like I'll have to get on that. I really did bring it on myself though, before I only had one story to write, but when Mr. Troug told us about three other stories for the taking I felt almost obligated to volunteer, not that I'm complaining. I find it kind of hard to just write on story, I'm almost trying to challenge myself in the newsroom. Speaking of which, if you haven't heard I am the new Editor-in-chief of The Hawk newspaper. Now don't get too proud of me, I really only got the position because the previous EIC didn't take the class and the only other three-year veteran in the class was interested in doing more of designing of the paper. So of course I was a last resort, not saying I won't do my best cause I will. As Hayley Williams from Paramore would say, I'm giving it my arm. (If you follow her on twitter and saw her latest tweets you'll get it).&lt;br /&gt;Now I could go into more of what has happen lately, but I think I will save it for another blog. There's still more to tell, but I would rather not blather on. So SL&lt;3 and Noodle love!&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4487257272734641003?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4487257272734641003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4487257272734641003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4487257272734641003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4487257272734641003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/08/hug-me.html' title='Hug me'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5075900655481954758</id><published>2009-06-16T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:14:26.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Camp Continued....</title><content type='html'>Wednesday: Today's challenge was a group challenge. We had to clean the bathroom in our cabin willingly. So during free time after lunch we went to the bathroom and started to clean. I helped sweep, others wiped the sink counters, others picked up trash and cleaned the toilets. It was actually pretty fun. We sang songs like Going to the Chapel and of course Veggie Tales songs are classic. We sang the belly button song. It really made it hard to even want to complain, plus everyone did their part so it made it easier. The second morning session spoke of spiritual gifts. I'm not exactly sure what my spiritual gift is yet. Our youth leaders talked about it later during our group study. They each explained what they thought their spiritual gift is. During free time we went on a hike. We started at the stream and walked up the mountain. We followed this trail and even ended up walking pass camp grounds. The view up the mountain was amazing though. It was funny at one point during the hike Sam was looking at a hollowed tree trunk and as she had her head in there Tori went in front of her and farted as she was looking in. It was so funny haha. At one point we thought we saw "Bob" the bear, it was really just a tree trunk.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: The second session had to do with love. I really liked this session cause love is the basis of God. "Love suffers long and is kind". Free time we went on the giant swing. Now I'm not kidding how scary this is. It's really the drop that is terrifying. I went on with this one girl. I was the one who had to pull the belt thing that lets go of the thing and makes you drop. That made it so much worse, as soon as I pulled it I had to hurry and hold back onto the swing and try not to fall off my seat (I was harnessed though). That night some guys performed a skit. The message had to do with a kid coming home from Christian camp and the voices in his head (demons) trying to persuade him to not become a missionary. It was really well done and worked perfectly, it was also funny. In the message we learned about the 10/40 box and how there are some countries out there that are unable to hear the word of God because there are not enough missionaries going there and not enough money from the church being used towards missionary work. The whole thing was very heartbreaking to hear, but a lot of kids found that God was leading their heart's towards missionary work.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Last full day at camp. Instead of having our regular devotion with just girls we woke up early and the whole group went to the "Secret Sanctuary" for our devo. We ended up getting to breakfast late and were unable to get two tables of our own. My youth group leader suggested we find other tables for us to sit and "make some new friends". I panicked and started to cry when everyone else was able to find a place to sit. One of my other youth leaders asked what was wrong and when I told him he lead me to my other youth leaders, Raquel and Valerie to sit with them. I recovered. After lunch was the baptism at the lake. This one girl from our youth group Jessica was baptized. Andrea's boyfriend Micheal was thinking about being baptized but decided that he wasn't ready yet. Josh, Chris, Adam and Micheal prayed about it. After the baptism was free time. Some of us girls wanted to try table sliding. So outside of the rec hall we set up the tables in the back and let loose. It was so funny, some good and others were not so much. I pretty much gave up trying to table slide after seeing Sabrina's wipe out.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Andrea and I lead the devotion of morning. We choice to talk about Faith, since it is the starting point of the relationship with God. It was the first devotion I ever lead and I'm glad I didn't do it alone. We packed up after the morning service and headed out after a group picture on our way back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5075900655481954758?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5075900655481954758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5075900655481954758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5075900655481954758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5075900655481954758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-camp-continued.html' title='Summer Camp Continued....'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1668285832465107702</id><published>2009-06-14T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:29:25.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Camp</title><content type='html'>I got back from camp Saturday and what a trip. It really was what I needed. Lets start from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: We got to the church for first service and after wards loaded up the cars. We took four cars since there was 12 girls (counting the leaders) and 6 guys (counting the leaders) and Josh had to leave earlier than us in the week to go to a conference for the college kids. After a prayer we hit the rode. I rode with Valerie, Raquel, Tori, Samantha, Sarah, and my cousin Andrea. A very fun bunch, we played some car games to help pass the time, like one up one down, and the picnic game. We also had goodie bags full of candy and hand sanitizer( It was a HSM one and I ripped the cover off of it haha) and other supplies. After 5 hours of driving we get to the mountains and it is pretty cold up there. As soon as I stepped out of the car I felt how chilly it was. We were late arriving so when we went to the cabin we were going to be staying in there was only six beds (remember the 12) so a lot of us ended up double bunking: Tori and Sam, Jessica and Rebekah, Katerina and her mom Gabi, and me and Anderea. After we got our stuff settled we headed over to the dining hall to eat dinner. I forgot what we had but I remember it was very tasty. After dinner we went to the Chapel (note: every time someone said "Going to the chapel" we broke into song) for our first service for camp. We had a mini concert/worship before the serverce by this band (I forgot the name haha) but they played sort of reggi music that wasn't into, but their lyrics were solid and towards the end was when everyone had more energy. The theme this year was "Send me" which had to do with missionary work. After the service we had free time till bed. I hung out with Andrea and her boyfriend Micheal in the rec hall. We weren't aware of what time we had to be in our dorm so we ended up going there late. This year we did this thing called "Secret Sister". It is kinda like Secret Santa, we each picked a name out of a tin and and had to give a gift or note to the person every day (they told us this ahead of time). We weren't allowed to tell anyone who we got till the last day of camp. I got Katerina. We had our devotion and got ready for sleep.We went to bed and awaited our next day of camp.&lt;br /&gt;Monday: We woke up at 6:00 and got ready for the day. There was flat irons and blow dryers as far as I could see. My head was a mess in the morning seeing as I went to bed with my hair wet after taking a shower the night before, so I needed some sink space wash my face and straighten my hair. Our group devotion started at 7:15 so got ready quickly and met outside the mess hall. We read from Proverbs 31 and talked about what is expected as a woman of God. Each day we had a challenge that we had to do. This day our challenge we were to walk up to a girl who wasn't from our group and tell them they were beautiful. Now this was hard for the fact that we might seem like weirdos or that the person would think we were making fun or maybe that they would assume that we were of that persuasion. I was pretty nervous about this challenge, but I knew I could do it. After devo we went into the mess hall to have breakfast. Once again the food was pretty good. When we were done we went to Chapel for Worship then our first session then afterwards we had a break then another session. Afterwards we had a group study then lunch then free time. We hung out mostly in the rec hall but then went for a hike up to the "secret sanctuary" up in the mountains. Andrea and I went back to the cabin at one point and I found a gift from my secret sister who got me cherry pepsi lip balm (I got my secret sister a bag of sour liquid starbursts) We also explored the stream and went hiking around till we decided to go to the zipline that goes accross the lake. As we were walking back down to head to the zipline Sarah saw two girls and ran up to them to tell them that they were beautiful, they said "aww" and said they also had a challenge in their group to meet four people, which they accomplished through our challenge. After that we went to the zipline. While we waited in line I told the girl in front of me that she was beautiful. We had fun going down the zipline and headed to dinner. After dinner we went to chapel for the Q and A session followed by worship and service. The pastor spoke of praying in the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Our challenge for the day was to was to bless someone we didn't know by buying them something for less than a dollar. Since we would be gone for free time to go to Lake Arrowhead we could also buy something for the guys in our group. We went to Lake Arrowhead right after we had a group study. After pizza and a group picture by the lake we went our own ways. Most of the girls went to Claire's to buy stuff for ourselves and gifts for our secert sister. I bought a pair of black arm socks with a chain for myself and an adorable stuffed turtle that made a noise when you pressed it. We walked a bit more, I mostly walked with Andrea. We went inside a cute toy store then around the lake. We saw some ducks and wanted to feed them so Andrea bought some duck food. Big mistake. The ducks were crazy and kept following us looking as if they were going to attack. It was like a sequel to the birds or something; "The ducks". Andrea eventually chucked the bag of bird food at me and then they started following me. I was pretty freaked, I mean I know they don't have teeth but I bet they nip pretty hard. I spilled the rest of the food to them and ran for my life. Soon afterwards I needed to pee and Andrea and I walked around to try and find a store, we went to the McDonald's and went to the bathroom. There was two stalls and one was occupied so Andrea went into one first. I then realized that I needed to go badly and I was sort of sore at Andrea for going in one first. We argued for a bit and I called her a brat (not my finest hour) we then heard someone from the other stall saying "You guys are funny" I recognized the voice and realized that it was Valerie our female leader. I was embarrassed for sure but thankfully she has the gift of mercy haha and at least I didn't cuss Andrea out. We laughed about it later. We went back down to the lake near the stores. It was pretty cold down there and Andrea was wearing shorts and Tori was wearing a dress so we were freezing when we had to stand on the docks for a pic. When we went down and up the mountain we were literally driving through the clouds which was pretty scary. We made it back in time for dinner although some of us were late which made it hard to find a place to eat. My stomach was also pretty rough from the ride so it took me awhile to find my appetite. After dinner it was Q/A time then worship and service. Outside though before the service everyone learned a new game called "Ninja" it is this awesome game where you have to slap some one's hand using ninja poses. It quickly became the camp game. We heard from a pastor who missioned to people in Kentucky and the Appalachian mountains. He told us story of "throw away girls" who had been abused. The stories I heard broke my heart but it was so amazing hearing girls find out that God loved them and that they were worth something. After service I was able to do my challenge during free time. I went in the snack line waiting to buy something for the person in front of me. The line was long but I knew that this would be the perfect opportunity. Valerie was in line with me and told me her strategy of what she did for the challenge. She told me that she asked the person in front of her to hold her place for second and then she got there back in time to thank him for saving her spot and bought him something. I waited with a dollar in my hand and when I saw the girl about to give the cashier the dollar to buy her hot chocolate I quickly stretched my hand to hand the cashier my dollar in order to pay for her, she looked at me and I told her to let me pay for her and when she asked why I told her that I wanted to bless someone today. She smiled and said thank you and that made me so happy. Not only did I accomplished my challenged but I made someone happy and that felt good. As I was about to walk away Valerie handed me a dollar and told me to let her bless me, she completely surprised me and I thanked her. She also later told the story during devotion and said I pulled a ninja move and everyone laughed haha. I got fuzzy socks from my secret sister that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is pretty long (sorry haha) so I'll update again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1668285832465107702?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1668285832465107702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1668285832465107702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1668285832465107702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1668285832465107702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-camp.html' title='Summer Camp'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4262727118845635852</id><published>2009-06-05T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:18:18.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty in Pink part 1 (Prom pictures)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6DzYvokI/AAAAAAAAACE/9yM-yxzuitg/s1600-h/th_09-05-09_2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6DzYvokI/AAAAAAAAACE/9yM-yxzuitg/s400/th_09-05-09_2127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343936638603993666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me Miki and Mari-chan show off our dresses in front of the wigwam bathroom mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6DjJCpWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cjHvQH8O1p0/s1600-h/th_09-05-09_2231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6DjJCpWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cjHvQH8O1p0/s400/th_09-05-09_2231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343936634243163490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miki with her hands on her hips showing of her dress with NYC attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6Du1P_iI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7KEIhCV-OOs/s1600-h/th_09-05-09_2254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6Du1P_iI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7KEIhCV-OOs/s400/th_09-05-09_2254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343936637381377570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me touching up my lip gloss while Miki talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6DZq_YSI/AAAAAAAAABs/w_Q6L-O7-pE/s1600-h/th_09-05-09_2258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6DZq_YSI/AAAAAAAAABs/w_Q6L-O7-pE/s400/th_09-05-09_2258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343936631701201186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again the three of us showing off our dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6DXfI-eI/AAAAAAAAABk/CVQWjWhsxkk/s1600-h/th_09-05-09_2353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6DXfI-eI/AAAAAAAAABk/CVQWjWhsxkk/s400/th_09-05-09_2353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343936631114627554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miki and Mari-chan on the ride home. Miki strikes a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil5LqksfoI/AAAAAAAAABc/KwKBDiWSTnI/s1600-h/th_09-05-09_2136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil5LqksfoI/AAAAAAAAABc/KwKBDiWSTnI/s320/th_09-05-09_2136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935674165526146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         Me and Mari-chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil5LWdUCoI/AAAAAAAAABM/bbiwwQRdo44/s1600-h/th_09-05-09_2114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil5LWdUCoI/AAAAAAAAABM/bbiwwQRdo44/s320/th_09-05-09_2114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935668765854338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mari-chan and Brianna at prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil5LBXPr3I/AAAAAAAAABE/WlEFOYWxqfA/s1600-h/th_09-05-09_2111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil5LBXPr3I/AAAAAAAAABE/WlEFOYWxqfA/s320/th_09-05-09_2111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935663103258482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me trying my best to look elegant against one of the fake columns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to look at more pics check them out in this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//s123.photobucket.com/albums/o288/black_chan/prom/?start=0"&gt;http://s123.photobucket.com/albums/o288/black_chan/prom/?start=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o288/black_chan/prom/09-05-09_2353.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4262727118845635852?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4262727118845635852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4262727118845635852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4262727118845635852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4262727118845635852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/06/pretty-in-pink-part-1-prom-pictures.html' title='Pretty in Pink part 1 (Prom pictures)'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/Sil6DzYvokI/AAAAAAAAACE/9yM-yxzuitg/s72-c/th_09-05-09_2127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-8935381795032579779</id><published>2009-05-10T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:51:52.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty in Pink (Prom blog)</title><content type='html'>Well I just got back from my prom a few hours ago. First of all I had a great time! Now lets take us through the adventure.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the start of the day I had to wake up early talking around 6 which on a Saturday is really early!!!) in order to go to a car wash at Applebees. It was a fundraiser to earn money for our youth group's trip to summer camp. Now it was hot and unless you live in Arizona don't ever complain about the heat (unless you live in Brazil or some other hot place and I'm talking really hot). I had to stand in the sun on the sidewalk holding up a sign shouting "Carwash! Come get your carwash!" and at some point I think I was starting to sound like a salesperson. I also had to wash the cars which when you really get in there can be torture on your knees. Eventually though we got picked up by my aunt who then took us to Supertarget (against our own will, all I wanted to do is get home and take a shower).  When we finally left and went home I was so tired and hungry, but I still had stuff to do. First I had some leftover pizza then I hopped into the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I was stressing over when to pick up Mari chan to come and get ready at my place. Finally we were able to pick her up at the circle K then we had to go and get Mitsuki. Her demon dog nearly attacked my again of course when I entered the door. We got out safely though and headed over to my house. Mari chan got a lot of stuff from her family's salon and helped us with our hair. She tried to tease Miki's hair and at first it wouldn't take (We said that her hair had a mind of it's own and I said it was self aware) but eventully she was able to do it and curl it. It looked amazing and it worked well on Miki's pretty hair. I decided to go with super straight hair (based on a certain brit's input) and I borrowed Mari chan's wonderful flat iron and it came out pretty well. Mari chan did her own hair and looked adorable with her party curls. Mari chan also did my make-up which was a scary experience for her because it was the first time she had done someone else's make up. It came out really well but of course Mari chan was hard on herself. We didn't have a time left so we were rushing a bit. I kept trying to find the perfect necklace to go with my dress and finally my mom let me borrow this black one that worked pretty well. She also made me wear a pair of high heels that were my aunt's. Now this was a little scary for me, I thought I would trip at any moment, but luckily I didn't. (I've never fully understood the "this shoes are a deathtrap" line until now). Soon Miki's mom came to take us to the prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an almost discouraging experience. It took us forever to find the place. Miki's mom was pretty stressed trying to find the place. We got lost because of the GPS she was following (isn't technology great?). Eventully we were able to finally find the place and we arrived fashionably late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was in it's peak (some of the perks of arriving late). I saw a lot of people I knew, but they were different. It had to do with their attire. Everyone looked so pretty and classy. I found myself admiring every one's clothes. It felt as if I had arrived at a ball and all the high schoolers were replaced with royalty. Even I had to admit I looked pretty good (all thanks to Mari chan of course). I danced a few times with Mari chan and we kept trying to get Miki to join us. She of course was too stubborn (grr &gt;.&lt;) but we still had a good time. I can not dance at all, I probably looked like and idiot but oh well. My feet were dying at this point, I even had to take off my heels to dance. They played a lot of hippity hop though so me and Mari chan sat out most of those. We took a lot of pics of us having a good time and had some snacks. We talked which was really hard to do in that place with so much kids and music. Soon though the party ended (time really does fly) we waited until Miki's mom came to get us and we stopped by Denny's to see my dad. He lets us eat on the house (he's nice like that) and we talked about prom and such. After we were done stuffing our bellies full of fried cheese and chicken tenders we left and Miki's mom dropped me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am in my pjs in bare feet still wearing the make up that I have yet to wash off ( I will before I go to bed). Tonight was fun not exactly how I've always imagined my prom but not a bad alternative to fantasy. I may not have had a date but tonight was a night to remember and who knows maybe next year..........(eh maybe not haha)&lt;br /&gt;SL&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S once Mari chan sends me the pics I'll be sure to upload them on here. Peace &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-8935381795032579779?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/8935381795032579779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=8935381795032579779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8935381795032579779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8935381795032579779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/05/ginger-prom-blog.html' title='Pretty in Pink (Prom blog)'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-290072655717875910</id><published>2009-04-25T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:42:42.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything but Ordinary</title><content type='html'>Hello all it's been awhile. I guess I should start by saying what's been up. Well let's see. Last week I went to my school's spring fling which is this dance/carnival type thing. It was the first school event I've been to all year. It was so much fun and I had a blast. I had to carry around my journalism's camera and shoot footage most of the time, but that was part of the fun too. I had a real kick filming everyone enjoying the event, although that doesn't mean I didn't have my own fun. I came with Mitsuki and we meet up with Shigure and Carolina and spent most of the spring fling with them. We all took turns in this spinning ball cage thing (I don't know what it is really called). I was screaming and laughing during my turn. Everyone cracked up including the guys running the thing. We also spent a lot of time racing through the bouncer obstacle course. I didn't win once though and I even ended up falling on my face at one point. My arms were so sore the next day. All in all a good day and I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Now let's see what else is going. Oh yeah I convinced my friend Mitsuki to join twilighters and she loves it. I told her a lot about my friends I have on there (she is sort of jealous haha). She loves fighting with Zero on there and she thinks everyone is hilarious over there.&lt;br /&gt;Next something that even surprises me: I'm going to my school's prom. Shocker huh? haha It wasn't really my idea to go. My friend Mari chan convinced me that we should go. She just got this really cute dress and she really wants to go and she wants me to go with her most of all. So how could I say no? We also invited Mitsuki to come with us (she is a sophomore) and we are hoping that we can get Shigure to come too.I mean I decided it would be fun and at least I'm not going by myself, I'll be going with friends. Luckily I already have a dress so I'm pretty set, I do need to buy my ticket on Monday though. We are going to have a day of beauty to get ready for the big night. Mari chan will finally get a chance to experiment on me with her beauty supplies (gao).  Either way I'm hoping to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;Last night sure was a time. Us sckathers or should I say SOTTIMs. Haha it was a regular girl's night in. After giving major girl council to Tammy we decided it would only be right to have a chick flick  night. We watched Sisterhood Of the Traveling pants. It was great and we all discovered we all had something in common with the characters and how much like the sisterhood we are. It's great to have friends no matter how far. Can't wait for the chick flick movie tonight&lt;br /&gt;Also I've recently gotten the idea to write an Air fanfiction. I'm still working through the details in my head and I hope I can bring it through in writing. It will be about the next girl in the sky. She's already has a voice in my head so that's a good sign haha. I will also include some characters from the series to make appearances.&lt;br /&gt;SL&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-290072655717875910?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/290072655717875910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=290072655717875910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/290072655717875910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/290072655717875910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/04/anything-but-ordinary.html' title='Anything but Ordinary'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-9182143692530955061</id><published>2009-03-28T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:05:57.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring em out!!</title><content type='html'>I certainly had a time yesterday with my youth group as we all went to the Rock and Worship concert. We met up at the church and then drove to Phoenix to go to the US Airway center which is where it was held (it's where they hold Sun's games). It was most of our high school youth group crew. We got there as early as possible to avoid being stuck with nosebleed seats. There was still a pretty long long line for the event, and I am talking looonggg. We were waiting on the side of the streets. Then we decided to get something to eat so the girls went to a pizza place and it took forever for us to get our pizzas (we each only ordered a slice too). We also happened to be in a hurry and the boys still needed to get something to eat. We rushed down the street and passed the boys as they walked to the same place.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty hectic when they finally opened the doors. We were all trying not to get separated. I did not like going down the aisles, I felt like I was going to fall over and then down the stairs. Luckily no accidents of that kind accured and we made to to our seats. We all pretty much sat in the same row, except for Zack who had to sit in the row in front of us, I felt sort of bad since he was by himself, so I sat next to him for a little bit. My cousin accused me of liking of him, just because of that. Sheez, it is as if just because I wanted to be nice, it means I like him. Not true. I went back to my regular seat, and then Josh came and he sat next to him. So it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;The concert itself was amazing. I haven't been to a lot a of concerts (ok only one and it was a Kelly Clarkson one haha). Music is so much better live. I could feel the energy of the bands. It makes so much more of an impact. No there was no mosh pit, which wouldn't have mattered anyway since I wasn't in the front, I was to the side. The first band to warm up the crowd was Addison road. The lead singer was very good and very pregnant. She was four weeks due. Then the lights went out and another band which I forget what their name is now haha. I do know that after them was Hawk Nelson, which the crowd went crazy for. I liked them a lot, they made me move the most. During one of their slower songs though everyone took out their cellphones and starting waving them in motion like lighters. I have always wanted to do that and I did! After them was Jeremy Camp which was the band I knew the most of. Their stuff was moving and soulful. To close the show was Mercy Hope, who also organized the whole thing. I knew a lot of their worship songs so I sung along a lot. My voice hurt towards the end of it, but I still kept going cause I loved the songs so much.&lt;br /&gt;After it was all done we went (very late) to McDonalds and got a quick bite to eat. We all drove to the church and the girls retreated back to Raquel's house to spend the night. I was so tired I sprawled on her couch and was one of the first to sleep. All and all a good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random moments from the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori: I wish I had a kazoo&lt;br /&gt;Greg: Oh here *pulls one out of his pocket*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Next time wish for a million dollars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha: You monster!!! *says in crying voice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*about a couple in line*&lt;br /&gt;Raquel: They're ghettoskying, oh wait now they are slowdancing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-9182143692530955061?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/9182143692530955061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=9182143692530955061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/9182143692530955061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/9182143692530955061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/03/bring-em-out.html' title='Bring em out!!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5878605304483475673</id><published>2009-03-26T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T07:26:39.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>Just a new poem I wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me wallow, let me weep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let my eyes close to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep them shut and never wake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My dreams shall be my only escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reality will be a thing of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder how long the pain can last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My wings are battered, unable to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will this be the reason that I die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stuck on the ground, forever lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never to have a one and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5878605304483475673?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5878605304483475673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5878605304483475673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5878605304483475673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5878605304483475673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/03/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-8597682483417013735</id><published>2009-03-17T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T03:27:36.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Sckathers? *really*</title><content type='html'>There was a time when this question was asked I truly knew and had an answer, but now it has become so much more complicated than that. Before sckathers was a group of girls who loved Twilight so much we got defensive of it just for kicks. It was a fun time, with tons of inside jokes and weaponry (salami anyone?) haha. It all started with the infamous "waste of time thread" on the old twilighters board and just expanded from that. Then we got organized and we can pretty much thank Tara for that along with a few others. We started to talk on meebo and discovered that we had much more in common than our Twilight obsession. I guess you can say we bonded, laughed, it was a never ending slumber party really. We talked about Twilight, indulged in fantasies of dipping Rob in chocolate, and joked around about other things. It really was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;Now for now I am not really sure what it is now. I guess I have a lot of things to let out.&lt;br /&gt;First I guess I feel as if our family is no longer a family. Well maybe not necessarily. I guess I feel as if there are really two kinds of sckathers now. There are the originals which are the people I feel have been around for awhile now, who have shared the love and laughter. Pretty much the people whom I have been closest to and have been close with everyone else. And then there is "Sckathers: The next generation" pretty much a group replicating what sckathers once was, pretty much being lead by Melissa (not trying to call you out, just saying how I perceive it). Now I am not trying to call out any newbies or trying to blame you for anything. The truth is that I don't particularly know all of you well enough. I guess this could be my fault, not spending enough time in the skype chat I suppose. Although, I don't know, I guess I feel uncomfortable having so many join at once. It was a lot easier when only two or three would join every other week or so. That way we were able to take the time to get to know everyone. Now there are so many newbies that I don't even know where to begin. It is not any of their faults, I mean we look like a pretty cool group and we have a cool name. I also see that a new member has joined with out any knowledge of the originals (that I know of) *sckathers is not a team!* (sorry it just annoyed me). Anyway I guess I just don't feel tight with them, (not their fault, have to stress that). I do wish to try and get to know them though, but it seems to me that it is a lot harder now. Now I am not calling Mel out or anything, I am just saying my opinion. It seems this whole "not trusting oldies and only talking to newbies cause they were for me deal" has put a bit of a strain on everything. You pretty much convinced the newbies to take your side so now they won't really trust a lot of the originals to talk to them. I don't really it is fair that they only talk to you. I mean some of us did nothing wrong. I think newbies should really talk to more than one original. Cause like I said it really feels like "sckathers: the next generation" and you are pretty much the leftover cast member that sort of took over to guide them. Even though a lot of us other originals are still here. Like I said I am not trying to blame you really and I don't want to gang up on you cause you get enough of that from everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Now on another thing. Tara the whole "sckathers does not exist" thing isn't really true. You can say it, but it doesn't make it true. Sure you got everyone organized, but I know that you didn't start it, so you pretty have no say on it's existence. Pretty much to me, sckathers is just a term I use for any of my friends online that I talk to (and close to). I can't abandon the name cause it just holds so many ties and it is just easier to refer to. So can "quit" but I will still refer to you as a sckather if I have known you long enough or felt close enough to you.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just wanted to let all that out. It is late so excuse any errors and such and I may be typing a bit loopy. So I just want to say, don't take too much of what I say to heartily, cause these are just stupid thought and I don't want to step on anyone's toes. And newbies if it feels like I was giving you are hard time on this post, then I am sorry, and a lot of you are lovely I am sure (same goes for Mel).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway goodnight and and yes SL&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-8597682483417013735?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/8597682483417013735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=8597682483417013735' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8597682483417013735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8597682483417013735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-sckathers-really.html' title='What is Sckathers? *really*'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7072519400656399815</id><published>2009-02-22T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T09:44:14.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I fix my head?</title><content type='html'>Okay I am taking Jason's advice and saying how I feel. This whole thing that happened yesterday was really stupid and didn't need to happen. This has been really frustrating for me cause I would like to think that I get along with almost everyone. So it is really hard to watch my friends fight each other like this. I mean a lot of my friends mean a lot to me, and I am really close to some. I would like to think that you all are like my replacement sun, if it wasn't for a lot of you guys, I would still be broken and cold. I just feel like now the sun is going to blow up and flames are going to rain on me. I am not sorry that I got close to anyone. I think it is unfair that Jason is saying that Ashley is "power hungry" just for doing her job as a mod. I also think it is unfair that she banned Jason. So as you can see, I am sort of torn on this. I love you all and I am not asking you guys to get along, I just wish you would do a better of job at tolerating each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7072519400656399815?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7072519400656399815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7072519400656399815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7072519400656399815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7072519400656399815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-do-i-fix-my-head.html' title='How do I fix my head?'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6505949513963574504</id><published>2009-02-07T13:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:37:38.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Quotes</title><content type='html'>Okay I stole this idea from Jason. These are a few of my favorite quotes. Some of which have touched my heart and found a way to play apart of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It just seems like, you agree to have a certain personality or something. For no reason. Just to make things easier for everyone. But when you think about it, I mean, how do you know it's even you? And, I mean, this whole thing with yearbook -- it's like, everybody's in this big hurry to make this book, to supposedly remember what happened. Because if you made a book of what really happened, it'd be a really upsetting book."-Angela Chase, My So-Called Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know how sometimes the last sentence you said, like, echoes in your brain? And it just keeps sounding stupider? And you have to say something else just to make it stop?"Angela Chase, My So-Called Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What I, like, dread is when people who know you in completely different ways end up in the same area. You have to develop this, like, combination you on the spot." Angela Chase, My So-&lt;br /&gt;Called Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are so many different ways to be connected to people. There are the people you feel this unspoken connection to, even though there's not even a word for it. There's the people who you've known forever who know you in this way that other people can't because they've seen you change. They've let you change." Angela Chase, My So-Called Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life has been a test. If it had been an actual life, you would have received actual instructions on where to go and what to do. Angela Chase, My So-Called Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you think of someone's good qualities as the umeboshi in an onigiri, it's as if their qualities are stuck to their back! People around the world are like onigiri. Everyone has an umeboshi with a different shape and color and flavor. But because it's stuck on their back, they might not be able to see their umeboshi. "There's nothing special about me. I'm just white rice." [in her head] That's not true. There is an umeboshi -- on your back. [aloud] Maybe the reason people get jealous of each other, is because they can see so clearly the umeboshi on other people's backs. I can see them, too. I can see them perfectly. There's an amazing umeboshi on your back, Kyo-kun." Tohru Honda, Fruits Basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're searching for a reason of existence. With our own strength, because maybe the truth is that there's no reason for life from the very beginning. Everyone hopes and tries so hard to find a reason of existence. The reason of birth, of staying with someone, of existence, believing we have to find them all with our own hands. Like finding a place for ourselves in dreams, in jobs, in people. The reasons we conclude may be indefinite and fragile. We may lose it too, but even so, we want a reason. As long as I'm alive, I want it too. If possible, I want to find a reason of existence within a person, within someone" Tohru Honda, Fruits Basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe I'm not perfect. Maybe I have a long way to go. But someday... someday I'll be able to stand and walk on my own. Without hurting anyone... and without being a burden." Kyo Sohma, Fruits Basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When dawn comes,that memory gradually distances...Tonight,I will bring it to sleep with me,so that will not be taken away by the waves of the night..."- Nana Osaki, NANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The only person who will ever be my hero is you,Nana." -Hachi, NANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Often times,people say that only the closest of friends fight.But, really , fighting is just a conflict between two individuals.After all, humans cannot understand each others solely by telling the truth.It's impossible to stay away from being hurt for a lift time.But, try your best not to hurt those around you.I really think that's how it should be."-Nana Osaki, NANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Cinderella's glass shoe was the perfect size.... so why did it slip off as she ran?- It must have been to attract the attention of Prince Charming.. I don't see any other explanation" Hachi, NANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't that a romantic thought? That the real you is up in the sky? It must be amazing, you could see forever into the distance, everything on the ground would look so insignificant.You'd probably feel very loving, No not loving, but probably gentle and calm." Misuzu, Air&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6505949513963574504?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6505949513963574504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6505949513963574504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6505949513963574504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6505949513963574504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/02/favorite-quotes.html' title='Favorite Quotes'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-3992906211089124250</id><published>2009-02-03T20:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:27:41.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fools....</title><content type='html'>In English right now we are reading &lt;em&gt;The Great Gatsby,&lt;/em&gt; and so far I am enjoying it. I am glad that we are reading it in class. It really is an interesting and has some pretty good insights. In one chapter there is one part that I has been on my mind lately. It is the line that Daisy says when she is talking to Nick, when she is talking about her daughter; " And I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool." I understand that this quote is sorta similar to the old saying "Ignorance is bliss". In the story Daisy's husband Tom is having an affair with another woman. A part of her is aware of this, but she pretends that she has no idea and goes about as if nothing is wrong. I think that she wants her daughter to be someone that no one expects anything from except to be a little doll and look pretty, yet know nothing about the cruelness of the world. Now I can understand that this could be very appealing. I mean if you don't know anything about the world and just live in your own bubble, then you never have to worry about anything and can just be happy. No one expects anything from you so you can never disappoint anyone. But apart of me also thinks that being a beautiful fool would also be very selfish and hurtful to others. I mean if you don't know anything then you can't really understand people's emotions and won't care how your actions effect someone, but you would be happy. It always seems that your own happiness can cause another unhappiness. There just doesn't seem to any balance. But if you are a beautiful fool that doesn't know that, then it has no effect. Which makes me wonder; what is more important? Happiness or The right thing? For me I think the right thing is the answer, but then again, if I had the choice who knows what I would really choose. It may also reveal what sort of person I really am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-3992906211089124250?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/3992906211089124250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=3992906211089124250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3992906211089124250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3992906211089124250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/02/fools.html' title='Fools....'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4238365214164949052</id><published>2009-01-28T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:48:10.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Paper</title><content type='html'>Well my paper is online and we even have our own domain site. So check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://buhshawk.com/"&gt;http://buhshawk.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4238365214164949052?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4238365214164949052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4238365214164949052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4238365214164949052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4238365214164949052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-paper.html' title='School Paper'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5721312575925255215</id><published>2009-01-26T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:42:22.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I say and What I mean</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking a lot lately......oh who am I kidding I am constantly thinking. My brain won't ever freaking shut up. My head is a sadist to my heart. Well it hasn't been that bad. I am actually pretty fine right now. I am further from the edge now, although I still tend to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think a lot of my friends had something to do with it, whether they know it or not. I have been thinking a lot lately about the past friendships I have had in my past. I have never been really good at keeping friends. I can admit that. I am not sure what exactly is the cause of it, I guess it is just normal falling out stuff, or maybe it had something to do with connivance. When I was in Elementary school, I would have a different group of friends each grade. It wasn't that I just dumped my friends because better ones came along, it was just that if I didn't have them in the same class as me, then I didn't see them, so I just didn't spend time with them. The longest elementary school relationship I had was with my friend Samantha who I met in fourth grade and continued to be friends with in fifth. Although we did have a bit of a falling out during 5th grade when I had also befriended another group of girls along with Sam. Let's just say that at times I was torn. I don't exactly remember the details, but I do remember the other girls trying to convince me that Sam wasn't the best friend for me. At certain times I tended to believe them, especially when I felt that Sam wasn't being particular nice to me or some of the other girls. I guess at times I was a bit of a fence walker.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I realized is that I have never really had a real guy friend. I have been "sort of friends" with a few of my past classmates, but it was that they were there and nothing more. I have also been "sort of friends" with my brothers' friends. I would just hang out with them because they hung out with my brother and nothing really more. I am not sure they would give me the same attention if I wasn't "Erick's little sister". So I pretty much just piggybacked on my brother's friends. Now I would say that Chris was pretty much the first guy friend I made on my own, but that sort of spiraled into a friendship/mutual crushship thing, which is a whole different category. Now I would say that my first "real" guy friend would be the guy a lot people know and love; Jason. He pretty much is how I always envisioned a guy friend would be like. He picks on me constantly almost to an extent of misory, but of course there is a part of me that doesn't mind because I know he is just doing it out of fun (I hope).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there is my little "vent" if you will. So yeah, I have put this into a lot of thought and I have decided to make a second blog. I will still use this one, but I will make the other one for more personal use and only allow a few certain people access to view it. You can pm me your email address on twilighters or you can leave it here in the comment. If I don't allow you access, please don't take it to offence, it is nothing personal.&lt;br /&gt;SL&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5721312575925255215?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5721312575925255215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5721312575925255215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5721312575925255215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5721312575925255215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-i-say-and-what-i-mean.html' title='What I say and What I mean'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7446201405304198214</id><published>2009-01-23T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:50:02.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polyvore the Magical Site</title><content type='html'>I have yet another addicting site to distract me for more "important" things. It is polyvore.com. This site is truly amazing. You pretty much create different outfits (no money required). It gives me the experence of shopping and dressing in pretty clothes without me having to actually purchace or spend cash I don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of my creations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/lolita_dream/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=5986935"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Lolita dream" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlFLMlFxVkxuM1JHenNOYm1kOUhNNHcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Lolita dream" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/lolita_dream/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=5986935"&gt;Lolita dream&lt;/a&gt; - by &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=573653"&gt;sparkleswan&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if only I could wear it for real &gt;.&lt; oh well, just looking at it is enough (I guess)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7446201405304198214?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7446201405304198214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7446201405304198214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7446201405304198214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7446201405304198214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/01/polyvore-magical-site.html' title='Polyvore the Magical Site'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-2838980356342840077</id><published>2009-01-16T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:47:58.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Needs Somebody</title><content type='html'>Well I thought I would grace my follows with an update (yeah like you care, haha). Well I have recently acquired quite a lot of blogs to follow, which is good cause I need an excuse to be on here for so long. I am really enjoying seeing every one's 360 projects. I wish I could participate, but I don't own a camera, also I am not really much of a photographer. I am unable to capture beauty. This theory was proven to me when I took one of the new cameras for Journalism for a test ride and it didn't have memory card, so all the pictured I took were pretty much non-existent. I am more of a writer, for me writing is easier because it has many formulas that is sort of easy to follow, yet you can still make it your own. I think too much when I take a picture. I am sort of jealous of everyone else's photography talent.&lt;br /&gt;Now about the sckather indecent, I can pretty much see everyone's side to what happened. The whole thing sort of made me depressed, but I guess we all need to realize that things can't last forever. I mean sure the chance of us meeting in real life is not likely, but I still think our relationships matter. I do care if you guys have a bad day or a relative died or you have a problem. I think it depends on some Internet relationships and how close you are. Which is why the Chris thing hurt me so bad. This hurt almost as bad. I'd like to think that I am close to a lot of you guys, so I think it would suck if I didn't get to talk to any of you anymore. I guess I should just count my blessings that most of you are just leaving the "group" and the "name" but are still keeping in touch with certain members. (Although I would rather that we all got along, but candies won't be growing out of trees anytime soon.)&lt;br /&gt;I just want to end this post by saying that talking to you guys helps me a lot, and you all mean a lot to me. Whether you leave or don't leave.&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;33 and ILY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-2838980356342840077?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/2838980356342840077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=2838980356342840077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2838980356342840077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2838980356342840077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/01/everybody-needs-somebody.html' title='Everybody Needs Somebody'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-3340883143091399759</id><published>2009-01-02T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:49:50.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah!</title><content type='html'>1. Your Full name: Jasmine Melissa Sanchez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you feel like your name fits you? sorta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have an alter ego? If so, what is his/her name? Sorta, her name is Izayoi, she is sort of the person I wish I was. She is the crazy, outgoing, person inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where were you born? California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where do you live? Arizonia (cheaper housese here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you like to travel? Only to interesting places, which sometimes never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your birthday? September 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have siblings? Yes, two brothers, one older and one younger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have pets? not any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Which was the happiest year of your life? When I was young and didn't know better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How old do you wish you were? I like my age right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A movie is being made about your life. Who would you cast to play yourself?  Personality wise, maybe Kristen Stewert, looks wise I'm not sure, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who would you cast to play your significant other? (if you have no significant other, cast someone anyway) Robert Pattinson, so I can have some Rob and Kristen action in my movie, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How would this movie end? with closure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is it better to be famous or infamous?  depends on what I am famous or infamous for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Youre going to die a natural death. What is the cause? in my sleep, from old age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Youre going to die a sudden, tragic death. What is the cause? Jhonen Vasquez finds out that I used "Homicidal Mainiac" as my nickname and he rips my spine out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How long do you plan on living? Only God knows when someone is going to die, so it is his call really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What was the last song you got stuck in your head? Blister in the sun by Violent Femmes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Sing any commercial jingle.  "Peterson Johnson! 877-96-LEGAL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is your favourite element on the periodic table? Nickel (idk, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Sunrise or sunset? sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Introvert or extrovert? introvert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Creation or evolution? Creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Action or reaction? both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Unity or individuality?  individuality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Hugs or drugs? Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Animal, vegetable, or mineral? all three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Popsicle, creamcicle, or fudgecicle? fudgecicle (fun to say, fun to eat, what a wonderful treat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Fight or flight? flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who is your favourite historical figure? George Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Which historical figure could we have done without? Hitlor and McCarthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What happened in the last dream you remember? I was singing Lucy onstage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do nice guys really finish last? I'd like to think no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What are your favourite boy names? Chris, haha jk. Edward, Zero, and Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What are your favourite girl names? I hate common names so, Riiko, Psyche, and Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Open or closed? Open methophor doors, but closed closet doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. White bread or wheat bread? wheat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Is it better to burn out than to fade away? fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. You put a quarter into a toy machine. What comes out? a plastic ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.What do you want to be when you grow up? a Journalist or any sort of writer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What were your favourite childhood toys? barbies and power rangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What was your first pet? Our dog Darla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What annoys you? compalsive liars, dumb people acting smarter than they really are, people that make fun of others just because of how they dress, when people don't understand what you are talking about, and people calling manga anime or vis versa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What is your favourite action caption from the old batman tv show? BAMF! oh wait that is from X-men, okay Bam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. How many licks does it take to get to the centre of a tootsie pop? I could never do it, I was always too much of a sucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. The glass... half empty or half full? Most of the time half full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Tightie whities? too tight and not always white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Mc Donalds happy meals? Great part of childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Reality shows? guilty pleasures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Gummi bears or gummi worms? both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.Would you rather sky dive or deep sea dive? sky dive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Paper or plastic? paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. What position do you sleep in? sorta on my stomach and sort on my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you sleep on the left, right, or the middle of the bed? I have a big bed so I like to spread out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Sweet or sour? both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. What was your favourite after school special? not really sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.What is your favourite word? Gao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Beach or mountains? Beach. In fact I go to a special beach that exist only in my mind. I'm alone there now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Mounds or almond joy? mounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Do YOU feel like a nut? yep, I'm a doughnut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. To give or to recieve? I believe in equvalient exchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Chocolate or caramel?  Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Do you have any nicknames? Jazzi, Jazz, Jaz, Melly, Failzzi, Pervzzi, Clutzi, Jizzi, Jazzi Chan, Tohru, Yuki, and the Homicidal Mainiac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. What does your name mean? sweet smelling flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Have you ever fainted? No, but I have always wanted to, so I could see what it is like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.Have you ever had a crush on a school teacher? I thought this one sub, was pretty cute, he looked so young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.What was the last thing you ate? noodle soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.Do you have any bad habits? yes, I have been biting my nails, sometimes I play with the hangnails on my fingers, I touch my hair a lot, and I suck in my lips a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORD ASSOCIATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the first thing that comes to mind when you hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Grey...wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Human...weakling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Fruit loop...red intertube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Glove...soft velvet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Plum...purple leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Structure...beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Race...ribbon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Heart...of glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Parasite...bugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. What was your first happy memory? not really sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What was your first unhappy memory? also not really sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. If you could visit any time period, what would it be? The 70s, but not for the disco, for the punk. Also the Roccoco time in France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82.What would jesus do? Love everyone unconditionaly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Make up a word and define it. Gabazza: insanly cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84.Favourite kool aid flavour? the blue kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Favourite pick up line? No one has told me any except this one "You know what the first thing I heard when I saw you? Whoo, Whooo, cause that was the sound of the ambulance, when you took my breath away" and that is what my friend Jade told me haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Who was the third gunman on the grassy knoll? Yo Momma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What did you like to make believe as a child? I use to pretend I was a singer and I used the vacum as a microphone, I also use to pretend with my cousin that we were british detectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Did you have an imaginary friend? not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Would you like to live in a castle or a mansion?  castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Re-arrange some of the letters in your first, middle, and last name to form a description of yourself. Nice? I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Do it fast or do it right? sometimes fast is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92.What was the last book you read? Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Have you ever had surgery? not so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Random fact about you......I have a huge "beauty mark" on the side of my left foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What is the first thing you wash in the shower? my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What is your favourite cereal? Coco Puffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. If you could learn any foreign language, what would it be? Japanese, I can actually say a few phrases. Suki Desu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. If you had the choice to live forever, would you? No, I like knowing there is an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. If you had the choice to be the opposite sex for a day, would you? haha yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Fate? sort of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Ghosts? maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. God? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Big foot? Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. Soul mates? Sorta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105.Aliens? not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106.Angels? Yes, and they are not babies btw, they are gunned out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. Loch ness monster? not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108. Heaven and hell? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109. The Zodiac? not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110. Love at first sight? for some people, like my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111. Karma? in a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112.Vampires? haha sort of wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113. If you had any super power, what would it be? invisablity and mind reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. Would you use your power for good or evil?  good, maybe sometimes selfishly for my own good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115. Name something nostalgic. My dad carrying me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116. What are your turn ons in the opposite sex?  the abilty to warm my heart, make me laugh, make me forget about everything, cute smile and habits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117. What are your turn offs in the opposite sex? messing with my mind and heart, being a jerk, stupidity, and being too full of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;118. What was the best compliment ever given to you? "You are cute" -guess who said that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119. Which character from Scooby Doo do you most relate to? Velma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120. What is the worst trend of the present time? scarfs, and not the winter kind the one that almost everyone keeps wearing, it is so annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121. Beer or wine? wine, has better flavor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. You cant sleep. What do you do? read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. Do you wear jewelry? when I remember to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125. What is your favourite smell? sweets and sweet flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;126. What was the best decade of the past century? 90s cause thats when I was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127. Which is your favourite month of the year? November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;128. Do you smoke? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129. Do you drink? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130. What was your favourite subject in school? English and Journalism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. What was your worst subject in school? math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;132. If you had to give up one of your senses, what would it be? sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;133. Do you follow your head, your heart, or your crotch? a combination of my head and heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134. Do you truly know who you are? Nope, and I wish I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135. Are you superstitious?  sometimes, but only for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136. Are you sentimental?Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. How many times a day do you eat? too much to count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138. Are you more of a main idea or detail type of person? both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139. What is your favourite pie? apple and strawberry. But not put together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140. Have you ever been close to death? I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141. Do you like roller coasters? Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. Apples or oranges? Apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143. Are you hyperactive?  Give me a whole bunch of soda and you tell me, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;144. Do you talk in your sleep? I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145. What is your favourite holiday? Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;146. Do you go to church? Every sunday but I need more devotional time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;147. At what age do you think you will be married? Not really sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;148. If you could open up your own business, what would it be? A book store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;149. What was the name of your first boyfriend/girlfriend? I have never had a real boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150. What is your weakness? I tend to believe people a lot, I am a bit of a people pleaser, and I am a bit of a crybaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151. What was the last movie you saw that made you cry? The Butterfly effect, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;152. If love were a flavour, which flavour would it be? bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;153. If hate were a flavour, which flavour would it be? painfully spicy with a hint of sour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;154. Have you ever been prescribed any drugs? Which ones? Yes, just a cough syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;155. Is lying sometimes necessary? if you don't want to hurt someone, but I suck at lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;156. Bubbleyum or bubblicious? both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;157. What is your favourite curse word? Cotton Headed Ninnymogons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;158. Do you have any birthmarks? just the one on my foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;159. If you could visit anywhere in the US, where would it be? not saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160. If you could visit anywhere in the world, where would it be? Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;162. Do you feel like your physical self matches your personality? not really, I think I should be shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;163. What was the name of your kindergarten teacher? Ms. Smarrow.  I use to sometimes call her Ms. Tommrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;164. Do you wear glasses or contacts? glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165. How tall are you? I think about 5'5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;166. How tall would you like to be? not sure, maybe just a little shorter than most adults&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;167. Your current mood: numb and kinda hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;168. Do you dress up for halloween? not a whole lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;169. Have you ever been in a car accident? no, but I have had a few close calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170. What is your favourite lucky charm? the ballons and hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171. What colour of underwear are you wearing?  green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;172. Do you tend to date people younger or older than you? never really "dated" before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;173. Do your exes look alike? hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;174. Do your exes act alike? ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;175. Have you ever been in love?  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;176. What is your favourite kids movie? Aladdin (not because of my name) and Pochantas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;177. Have you ever hallucinated? I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;178. What do you like most about the opposite sex? That the parts fit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;179. What do you hate most about the opposite sex? that they mess with your heads and hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180. Have you ever been on a blind date? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;181. Would you want to be cloned? no, the last thing the world needs is another me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;182. Have you ever peed in public? once in my backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183. Are you an optimist or a pessimist? For a pessimist I am pretty optimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;184. How did you find out that there was no santa claus? It just came to me one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;185. Pancakes or waffles? waffles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;186. Are you on a diet? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;187. Why is the grass always greener on the other side? cause there is always someone prettier, smarter, and better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;188. Do you always want what you cant have? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;189. Do you act stupid around someone you have a crush on? I tend to act stupid around everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;190. Have you ever been arrested? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;191. Can you cook? not really, unless using the microwave counts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;192. Do you think its wrong/weird if a girl asks a guy out? Nope, it is respectful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;193. Do you have any allergies? don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;194. Ketchup or catsup? Ketchup Mainia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;195. Do you believe there is a meaning to life? There is always a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;196. What do you think about before you fall asleep? what I wish I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;197.What are your thoughts on the nature of good and evil? they can not exist without each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;198. Step into your cave. There you will find your power animal. What kind of animal is it? A cat (a real one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;199.What does your power animal say to you? Be stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200. End this survey with a quote: "You're so beautiful, it hurts to look at you"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-3340883143091399759?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/3340883143091399759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=3340883143091399759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3340883143091399759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3340883143091399759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2009/01/gah.html' title='Gah!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1141684280339994277</id><published>2008-12-26T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:10:58.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jingle Berry</title><content type='html'>Well looks like Christmas has come and go once again. I can't help, but admit that I am a little sad. I feel like I missed out on something. Like I was sitting though this long boring movie, just hoping that it would be over very soon, then once when I got up to use the bathroom, that's when the exciting part happened, and I missed it, but everyone else saw it. I guess Christmas was just a bit "meh" this year. Nothing too exacting happened, no fuzzy feeling from the atmosphere. I suppose I could blame this lead weight on my chest, but I would rather not go there. Well I guess I should be grateful for a nice settling Christmas. It seems like not everyone was so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;I am very sad for the departure of Alanna. Whether she likes it or not, she will be missed. I just hope that things get better for her.&lt;br /&gt;As for presents, I did receive a few nice things. I got two skirts, one plaid and one black. I will have to return the black one because it is a size 13 therefore too big.  I got a pair of beige slacks which I am not sure when I will be wearing. One of my aunts got me pajama bottoms, fuzzy socks, camisoles, and underwear. She always seems to get me stuff like this as gifts, because the things I like are too "dark" for her to buy for me. From my older brother I got a cd from one of my favorite Japanese punk bands; Ketchup Mainia. He also gave me the series dvd set of My So Called life. I watched a few episodes and I am enjoying it so far. It sort of makes me sad that I was about 3 years old when the show came out. From my younger brother I got the book Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson. I have started reading it, and I am really getting into it. From my dear parents I got volume 5 of The Gentlemen's Alliance, the Ultimate Edition of Dramacon, and The Arina Tanemura art collection of Full Moon. I really do like all the gifts I received. All and all this was an okay Christmas, but I am just glad that we have this holiday at all. I know some people can do without it, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. (I am too brain dead to try and be clever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;33 and Happy New Year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1141684280339994277?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1141684280339994277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1141684280339994277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1141684280339994277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1141684280339994277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/12/jingle-berry.html' title='Jingle Berry'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-3788589541634090344</id><published>2008-12-17T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:57:16.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet 16 things</title><content type='html'>1. I am a big procrastinator. I tend to do things at the last minute. I repeat the phrase "I will do it soon" over and over in my head. Like right now I should be reading spark notes on The Scarlett Letter, for my final tomorrow ( I did happen to read the book, but I need to go over some things), but instead I am writing this because I want to get it out of the way before I put it off for too long. Clearly you see what my priorities are.&lt;br /&gt;2. I was a big cry baby when I was younger. I still kinda am, but I was way worst. In kindergarten I would always cry whenever I had no one to play with or if I felt left out. I once cried during computer time, because there was no chairs left and I didn't know what to do. Sometimes I would just burst out in tears for no reason, or so I said. The real reason was because I just felt so alone and I wanted to play with someone, but I just never had the courage to ask. This has followed me through High School as well. I cried in P.E once in freshman year, because we had to partner up for badminton and no one had asked me to partner with them. I just started to cry, but I tried really hard to keep my tears in. I really hoped that everyone would ignore me and not notice.&lt;br /&gt;3. Rejection is one thing I fear most. This is the reason I have never in my whole life asked anyone out or even asked if they liked me. I also fear rejection from friendships as well. It has always been hard for me to make and keep friends. Whenever someone would talk to me and act friendly I would always keep myself at sort of a distance. I would never completely trust them, because I was afraid that they were just being nice to me for that one minute and that they didn't really want me as a friend. So next time I would see them in the halls I would look in the other direction and pretend not to see them; ignore them before they could ignore me. I wanted them to say hi to me first, then risk putting myself out there.&lt;br /&gt;4. I like the Internet too much. For me, the Internet is where I can truly be myself and show my true personalty. Where I say what I would say in real life and not have to worry so much what people think. I still shelter some of my thoughts at times, but I know I am more myself on here at times.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love journalism. Although at times it drives me crazy with stress at times, I always love the end result. I like that people are reading what I write and liking or disliking it. It is the one thing I am truly proud of. I can actually admit that I am good at it now. I was so happy when my teacher read my first article and liked it. I was even happier when I was accepted into the Walter Cronkite program at ASU. That is when I truly felt as if that this was something to pursue.&lt;br /&gt;6. I am a self absorbed dreamer. I tend to live in my own little world. I am always thinking about things in my life and what I wish was better. I do tend to daydream a lot. I sort of play pretend in my head. I think about these pretend situations in my head. Last year I called myself Izayoi, in my head. It was sort of my own little character that I would play in my head. That is the closest I have ever had to an alternate personalty. She was everything I was not and who I wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love music, of course everyone does, but without music there would be no reason to live. Music, even though it is not my own creation has always helped me express how I felt. I can always find a song to fit any situation. It also helps me daydream. Sometimes I can almost feel music as it plays. I love songs that make me want to get up off my lazy butt, even if it is just to walk. I also love to listen to songs that make me feel so damn depressed that I want to crawl into a hole and die. I find it very therapeutic at times.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love anime and manga. Before Twilight that was my main obsession. I would love to go to youtube and look up vids of my favorite shows. Back when I had cable I would set up my alarm to 2:30 am just to get up and watch Case Closed. Whenever I go to bookstores I go straight to the manga section and spend an hour there just reading books. I hate it when people refer to manga as "anime books" or call anime "manga". I also hate it when people say it is little kid stuff. If you have actually read a manga book, you would not want little kids reading it. Particularly the "Older teens" stuff (even though I have read that sort of stuff since I was 13, haha. Sometimes I imagine myself in anime situations and how I react.&lt;br /&gt;9. I am in love with Japanese culture. This is mostly due to reading so much manga. I know a lot about the culture, so much so that my dad sings the song "She's turning Japanese, She's turning Japanese I really think so" to me. It really pisses me off, but everything he makes fun of me for pisses me off. I want to go to Japan one day, hopefully when I am a teenager, since that's when I can do all the fun stuff. I want to dress up in punk lolita clothes and go to Shibuya. I want to go to Kyoto and dress up like a geisha and I want to go to a hot spring. I want to live all the things I have seen in anime.&lt;br /&gt;10. I am very oversensitive. When someone yells or it seems like they are yelling at me or mad at me, I just shut down inside. Then I think about their feelings for the rest of the day. Little actions of the persons will make me over think everything. I think about what I could have done and how I can make it better. Sometimes I will think they just hate me for life and that I just screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;11. Sometimes I think I like being sad. Like right now I have been depressed like crazy. Every night I cry and think every worst possible thought about what is making me sad lately. It is like I am poking a bruise to see if it hurts, and sure enough it still does. I don't like to talk about it, because I really don't like talking about my feelings. I just don't want to be weak, I want to heal everyone else's wounds, but I don't want anyone to heal mine. I would rather they heal themselves or for me to just keep them covered.&lt;br /&gt;12. I tend to be very sympathetic and empathic to other people's feelings. I hate to be mean to someone unless they really deserve it. I mean I always think to myself, "How would I feel if that was me?". See this all leads back to my self absorption thing.&lt;br /&gt;13. I don't always think ahead. Sometimes I prefer not to.&lt;br /&gt;14. Stephine Meyer bashing really pisses me off. I mean people have made her seem like some money hungry evil being or something. She is just a writer who wrote about something that she loved. Her books may not be Shakespeare, but at they are still enjoyable. I guess I think about how if I was a writer I wouldn't be able to take it. It is not as if she went in as someone wanting a best seller. I don't think she was expecting the hype, but oh well here it is. Sometimes I just want to shout "Be grateful you little brats! If it wasn't for her book we probably wouldn't be friends!!" (sorry if you know who I am referring to, but it has been on my mind lately) I don't really mind making fun of Twilight, I mean sometimes fandoms were just made for it, and it makes it more interesting, but why should it be personal? or hurtful?&lt;br /&gt;15. I tend to have a lot of control issues. I don't really think I can go too much into that.&lt;br /&gt;16. I love Twilight, but I think it has expanded beyond mere book form. If it wasn't for the book I wouldn't have Sckathers, I wouldn't have made the friends that I have and care for dearly. Sckathers is probably why I love it so much now. They are always there for me and they know how to make me laugh. I can always have fun in the sckathers room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there you have it. now I bet you wished you hadn't read all that, haha but thats just me. I hope your prospective of me hasn't changed to much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-3788589541634090344?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/3788589541634090344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=3788589541634090344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3788589541634090344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3788589541634090344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/12/bittersweet-16-things.html' title='Bittersweet 16 things'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1277705884268731252</id><published>2008-12-06T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:04:09.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Playlist ( I figured it out myself)</title><content type='html'>Okay so I finally got fed up with being left out of the playlist fun, so I made my own. So now you guys can finally see what I love. Now I am not sure if you guys know this about me or not, but I love Japanese music. It pretty much started when I watched animes and loved the ending themes and such, but what really set it off was when I watched Full Moon wo Sagashite and fell in love with the music (That is the Changin my life stuff). I branched out a bit since then and I love j-pop and j-rock thanks to Shojo Beat I am able to find a lot of bands. I also love Barlow Girl which happens to be an all girl Christian band. I fell in love with their music when I heard their cd on the way home from camp. I will tell you about a few of my song choices.&lt;br /&gt;1. Lucy-Anna Tsuchiya ( I love her voice and this song just makes me feel this unbelievable power)&lt;br /&gt;2. Eternal Snow - Changin My Life( some of you unlucky sckathers have actually heard me sing this and for that I apologize to make it up to you by letting you hear the real version)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Never Alone- Barlowgirl ( This song just gives me perspective, also it is just beautiful)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1277705884268731252?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1277705884268731252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1277705884268731252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1277705884268731252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1277705884268731252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-playlist-i-figured-it-out-myself.html' title='New Playlist ( I figured it out myself)'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-3124779332968498125</id><published>2008-12-06T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:46:43.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>Today I went to my Youth Group's annual Christmas party, and I had a great time. I love these things cause I always end up having a good time, I laugh, and I think. The evening started out sort of slow but things picked up once everyone arrived. We had a devotion to kick the night off. This is the part when I think and realize what I need done in my life. It is very cleansing. After the devotional and a prayer we played a game of paper catchphrase. We had to write down names of famous Christians or just Christians and put them into a bowl ( I  was only able to write down Hayley Williams, haha). We had to give clues try to get our team to guess who it was. I thought it was funny how Bob the tomato came up three times. My team lost though, gao, oh well it was fun. I laughed so hard during the game. Matt Warner cracks me up, he kept trying to distract Raquel so her team wouldn't win, it was the funniest thing. And his little brother Adam was funny too, he was rolling on the floor on the pile of paper. My little brother Gregory was so frustrating it was hilarious. Earlier was really funny though. We were suppose to bring a bag of things that were going towards helping a family in need, but my little brother Greg ends up bringing my mom's exercise supply bag (they were both green) and it was full of exercise tapes and books. It was the funniest thing. Greg: "Why didn't you say anything?" (to Raquel) Raquel: "I didn't want to offend you guys or anything." haha well that was my fun night&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-3124779332968498125?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/3124779332968498125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=3124779332968498125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3124779332968498125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3124779332968498125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-party.html' title='Christmas Party'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-2727716129854096268</id><published>2008-11-26T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:50:05.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight and Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>So much to talk about and so little time. Well of course I have seen the Twilight movie, and loved it! I mean am just grateful for the chance to see the story up on the big screen, even if it wasn't just right. Plus the eye candy didn't hurt. I have to say that I could not have picked a more perfect Edward. Kristen rocked as Bella as well. Some of my friends however disagree. My one friend, my converter, hated the movie. She had many problems with it and was ranting and raving, it was quite funny, haha. My other friend thought it was "meh" (she even did the hand motion). She had some issues with it and wishes she could give the people working on the movie some input to keep in mind for New Moon. The strange thing is that I agree with them on most of their problems with the movie, yet I still liked it. I guess I am weird that way. I really want to see it again. I know that my cousin wants to see it and she is visiting me for Thanksgiving so I may get another chance. Which brings me to another point, Thanksgiving. A wondrous holiday to stuff your face and then regret it a few days later when you see your butt in the mirror the next day. Oh well I am going to enjoy it. I have my favorite cousin Katherine here and I am going to have fun. Hopefully that will involve seeing Twilight once again. Oh well I am out. Happy Thanksgiving SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-2727716129854096268?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/2727716129854096268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=2727716129854096268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2727716129854096268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2727716129854096268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-and-thanksgiving.html' title='Twilight and Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7517104674122853386</id><published>2008-11-18T20:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:39:48.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celeb Look a likes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/O/storage/site1/files/42/52/62/425262_81470583893294xe705a05.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7517104674122853386?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7517104674122853386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7517104674122853386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7517104674122853386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7517104674122853386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-celeb-look-likes_18.html' title='My Celeb Look a likes'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-9098882391936804772</id><published>2008-11-17T20:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:48:27.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celeb Look a likes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/M/storage/site1/files/30/13/02/301302_254925da8422948lu7w187.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-9098882391936804772?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/9098882391936804772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=9098882391936804772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/9098882391936804772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/9098882391936804772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-celeb-look-likes.html' title='My Celeb Look a likes'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6083313825035911970</id><published>2008-11-11T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:28:18.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! Time for JFSCMOTW. Good news is that I have a new sckather of the week (bad news is that no one can throw a can of Spunksi at my head). This week I would like to call attention to dun dah dah! Melissa aka Melissa-Emmetts girl, or The Cullen Capturer, or as I like to call her: Mel Chan. She came in as a newbie and fit right in. It was like she was meant to be a sckather all along. We love her in our non weird family sort of way. She also has her own blog which you can read right her &lt;a href="http://iwishiwasacullen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://iwishiwasacullen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6083313825035911970?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6083313825035911970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6083313825035911970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6083313825035911970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6083313825035911970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/11/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6514563585319191167</id><published>2008-11-07T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:45:04.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Yell at me &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>I know it has been a long time since I last updated, but I have been really busy (ok more like lazy and distracted). I would like to apologize to my devote fans of my blog who I am sure were were in deep anticipation  of my newest post  (haha yeah right). Anyway I guess school has gotten the way a lot, plus the fact that I have to get off at 10:00 pm every weeknight. I have also been distracted by sckathers and twilighters and of course *cough* haha. Also I am now into notemine check out my account right here: &lt;a href="http://notemine.com/users/Jazzi"&gt;http://notemine.com/users/Jazzi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been posted a sckather of the week in a looooooong time, I kept forgetting and then some drama in sckatherland was going on so I thought it wouldn't be the best time to do it then. I will be doing that again so look forward to a new sckather of the week next week (if I don't feel free to hit me on the head with a can of Spunksi). Also if I haven't mentioned you as a sckather of the week yet in my blog, go ahead and sent me a pm, I would greatly appreciate that. I love all of you and I just want everyone to get a chance to be recognized.&lt;br /&gt;Well there we have it my lovely sckathers&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6514563585319191167?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6514563585319191167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6514563585319191167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6514563585319191167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6514563585319191167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-yell-at-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Yell at me &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5537904354318634579</id><published>2008-10-12T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:29:52.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts on the final Twilight trailer</title><content type='html'>It seems we are getting even more closer to that wonderful date where will we finally see the movie that we have been waiting for. Now we have the third trailer to help satisfy our thirst for the movie. I have to say that the new trailer certainly gets the job done.&lt;br /&gt;The trailer begins all ominous and mysterious thanks the music. I am sure that we have all seen the "Bella almost getting hit by a van" part countless times, but never quite like this. The music plays a big part on that; it gives off an eerie vibe that makes my heart race. Then suddenly the music therefore the mood is shifted. The still mysterious yet thumping beat when Bella is trying to figure out what Edward really is, defiantly works. I love it when Rob as Edward says the line that we all know and love "What if I'm not the hero, what if I'm......the bad guy?"*thud* that gets me every time. I also loved the part when he caught the apple that fell off Bella's tray and held it up just like the cover of the book, I freaked out over that for 10 minutes! It was very clever, kudos and Spunksi for Catherine Hardwicke. Then there are also the shots of Edward and Bella climbing trees which look positively beautiful. Of course the kiss between Edward and Bella is so mind blowingly hot that I had to catch my breath. I have been waiting to see this and I am sure I am not alone. Kristen is a very lucky girl to be able to kiss Rob. Then after all the sweet stuff comes the tension. The stuff with the nomads make me excited. I love the part when they show them killing their victim, the scream just stuck with me. Then James sets his sights on Bella and the hunt is on. The ending of the trailer is very amazing. With the last line from Edward "You are my life now" and then a lighting bolt to end it, very well done.&lt;br /&gt;All I can say now is that the trailer makes me want the movie even more (as if that was even possible).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5537904354318634579?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5537904354318634579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5537904354318634579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5537904354318634579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5537904354318634579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-thoughts-on-final-twilight-trailer.html' title='My thoughts on the final Twilight trailer'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-8411112209179155555</id><published>2008-10-09T00:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:53:01.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid='clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000' codebase='http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0' width='385' height='500' id='Twilight Widget' align='middle' flashVars=''&gt;		&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='sameDomain' /&gt;	&lt;param name='flashVars' value='' /&gt;		&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='false' /&gt;		&lt;param name='movie' value='http://twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf' /&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high' /&gt;&lt;param name='bgcolor' value='#000000' /&gt;	&lt;embed src='http://twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf' quality='high' bgcolor='#000000' width='385' height='500' name='Twilight Widget' align='middle' allowScriptAccess='sameDomain' allowFullScreen='false' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;	&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyMzUzODY4OTI5NiZwdD*xMjIzNTM4NzY5MDYyJnA9OTE4NDEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MiZ*PSZvPTI4OWE4YWYyZTE*YTQ3MTg5MDhiMDRiN2IyZjNkNmYw.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-8411112209179155555?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/8411112209179155555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=8411112209179155555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8411112209179155555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8411112209179155555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight-trailer.html' title='Twilight trailer'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-2824759108662237953</id><published>2008-10-06T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:38:08.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>Now, I know it has been awhile since I last announced a new JFSCMTW, I have been busy *cough school cough* and distracted *cough notemine cough* and I apologize. So with out further ado I would like to announce my favorite sckather this week, Katy aka Katybobaty. The Kitty Keeper (Tara you made that bad now, haha) we also like to call her Auntie K. She happens to be one of our newer members and has been welcomed into the family. She also seems to truly understand the power of the yes, *ding ding ding ding*. She also makes and sells her own t-shirts on dazzle.com including the sckathers Spunksi shirt. Check out her stuff here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/iwishiwasbella"&gt;http://www.zazzle.com/iwishiwasbella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well congrats Katy for being awesome enough to be my favorite sckather this week. SL &lt;3 SL&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-2824759108662237953?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/2824759108662237953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=2824759108662237953' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2824759108662237953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2824759108662237953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/10/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1102979916160196391</id><published>2008-09-29T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:39:16.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA, what a weekend</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend sure was something. I always thought that this sort of stuff only happened in High School but I guess not. I guess forums can be a bit like high school though. I like drama, but only when I am not involved and people I care about aren't involved either. When I want drama I read Shojo manga or watch a CW show. Now I feel like I am in my very own Shojo manga. It is not as pleasant as I thought it would be, plus I am not even cute, haha. I have to say that I definitely love my sckathers (in a non weird family way). They do some crazy stuff but I love them. I am glad that you guys care enough to defend me, but you guys sort of took things too far. I mean I know that Cynthia was never my favorite person in the world, but I just don't think we should continue this drama. I am not really mad at her anymore (although the pm she sent Sky did sting). I am over it, I just want my family back twilighters.org. I mean Chris was sort of hurt.&lt;br /&gt;21:48] vampyric17: like this was just one thing , thats no reason to leave and hella diss website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[21:49] vampyric17: plus ive had to have the backs of the sckathers like a million times&lt;br /&gt;49] vampyric17: when everyone got mad at you guys&lt;br /&gt;[21:49] vampyric17: and then just cuz of one thing&lt;br /&gt;[21:49] vampyric17: they leave&lt;br /&gt;[21:49] vampyric17: WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all I hope you guys take what I have to say to heart. I am also sorry that I started the whole drama too. SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1102979916160196391?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1102979916160196391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1102979916160196391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1102979916160196391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1102979916160196391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/whoa-what-weekend.html' title='WHOA, what a weekend'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-2335366185940570308</id><published>2008-09-23T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:59:53.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>That time is once again upon us! Time for me to choose one lucky sckather to have the honor of being my favorite sckather of the week. Okay this week I would like to call attention to a newbie, who has proved to be a great addition to the clan. Her name is Courtney aka Chaya or as I have dubbed her, the night high Arizonian. She happens to be my fellow night owl and is almost always on twilighters, as late as I am. She is also one of the commanders of the Egg army bent on reeking havoc on the Midnight sun leak er ( I happen to be colonial). I like to think of it as a sister group of the sckathers. Courtney is a great sckaterian and seems to be fitting into the clan just fine. Well congrats Courtney!&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;3 (emo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-2335366185940570308?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/2335366185940570308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=2335366185940570308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2335366185940570308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2335366185940570308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member_23.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-8944567491226590575</id><published>2008-09-20T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:23:51.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journalism convention</title><content type='html'>On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; for a school field trip my journalism class went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ASU&lt;/span&gt; for the journalism/yearbook convention held by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AIPA&lt;/span&gt; (Arizona Interscholastic Press Association). The whole thing was very interesting, we got there at around 8:00 a.m for registration. There was a few booths and displays, (lot of booths had candy, yum) The most interesting was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;historic&lt;/span&gt; newspaper display. There was so many old newspapers, it was so amazing to see how they looked like, also how different they are from newspapers are now.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the welcoming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ceremony&lt;/span&gt; and they headed off to the sessions. First I went to the Design Matters: 4 tips to make your newspaper look better now session. I learned a lot about what to do and what not to do, when designing a paper. For example: Don't use too many  different fonts, they can be an eye sore to the reader, also to avoid white space next to a byline.&lt;br /&gt;After that session I went to Analytic journalism: reporting in the 21st century. It was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;informative&lt;/span&gt; and the session guide was very funny. I learned about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;using&lt;/span&gt; things such as spread sheets and databases can be very useful for stories.&lt;br /&gt;The last session I went to was Journalism &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;grammar&lt;/span&gt;. (side note I saw a girl wearing a twilight shirt!!) This session was very helpful. Sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;grammar&lt;/span&gt; slips my mind when I am writing.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I went to lunch. The campus was crazy at this time, more so then when I first went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ASU&lt;/span&gt;, because there were more students on campus. I got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Burger&lt;/span&gt; King with my friend and some yearbook kids.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the ballroom to hear the keynote speaker, Kathy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Daly&lt;/span&gt;. She was so funny, the stories she told about her class was so funny. She also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;encouraged&lt;/span&gt; fun in the classroom, gotta love that.&lt;br /&gt;It was a fairly enjoyable day and I learned a lot. By bus ride there, my teacher gave us doughnuts, yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sckathers&lt;/span&gt; I was eaten!! Oh will I was very tasty and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;chocolaty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-8944567491226590575?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/8944567491226590575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=8944567491226590575' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8944567491226590575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8944567491226590575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/journalism-convention.html' title='Journalism convention'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-8138812325698970617</id><published>2008-09-16T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:28:22.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>This week my sckather is of the week is Lauren aka Alicecullen08 or Lauren Keeper of the Chainsaws. She is one of the Alice twins, but still remains unique. She has her own blog, although she hasn't updated in such a long time *cough*. &lt;a href="http://alicecullen08.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://alicecullen08.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren loves The Dark Night and Heath Ledger. I also happen to love Lauren's icons, which most of the time make me laugh out loud. We love this girl in our own non wierd family sort of way!&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-8138812325698970617?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/8138812325698970617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=8138812325698970617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8138812325698970617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8138812325698970617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member_16.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4421264593121888027</id><published>2008-09-15T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:36:48.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of vampire am I you ask?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3411"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/vampire_quiz/vegan.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4421264593121888027?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4421264593121888027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4421264593121888027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4421264593121888027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4421264593121888027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-kind-of-vampire-am-i-you-ask.html' title='What kind of vampire am I you ask?'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6976942192471206041</id><published>2008-09-15T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:37:27.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight and School</title><content type='html'>Okay today was Monday, and I woke after receiving only 4 hours of sleep. Simply put, procrastination=bad. Things were fine today at school. My Edward plant in Biology is wilting unfortunately. Since my group was pretty much done with our assignments we pretty much talked and did our homework from our other class. One girl was mentioning how she hated mosquitos and asked why they liked her so much. I said that they must think he blood was sweet. The other girl said that they were like little vampires (she has never read twilight). I then said "I would rather have a vampire bite me then a mosquito". They looked at me like was crazy or something (I live for that look!!!), what also made it funny was that this one girl came up to our table to get her backpack and heard what I said, and then simply said "Wow, this is a weird conversation to walk into" and walked away. Then later I saw a girl carrying Breaking Dawn. I just had a little smirk on my face. Later me and my friend Mari chan were talking and then started talking about Twilight and somehow the conversation swayed to which Twilight girl would we date. (We are both straight)We both agreed that Alice was our first choice, then Esme second for Mari chan and Bella second for me. Well thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6976942192471206041?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6976942192471206041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6976942192471206041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6976942192471206041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6976942192471206041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/twilight-and-school.html' title='Twilight and School'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5793697326985364184</id><published>2008-09-13T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T01:53:25.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night</title><content type='html'>Well it is late, I am bored and I have no one to talk to. Gao, I am pissed and depressed at the same time. My shoulders feel a heavy and I just want to cry. All I can say right now is that men are unreliable and I am mad at a certain &lt;strong&gt;man guy&lt;/strong&gt; right now. I will probably be better in the morning as usual. I am going to see Burn After Reading with my family. My brothers want to see it, and it does look pretty interesting. I like Brad Pitt when he plays interesting quirky characters (I think that is when he is the most hot). Good news is that today is also Bella's Birthday! YAY! Happy Birthday Bella! Well that is all SL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5793697326985364184?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5793697326985364184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5793697326985364184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5793697326985364184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5793697326985364184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/late-night.html' title='Late night'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-2717347627439350405</id><published>2008-09-10T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:49:27.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>I would like to say that this week's favorite Sckather is Yeshi aka idazzle. She also happens to be the self proclaimed future Mrs. Micheal Phelps. Which is good since that means that Rob is mine.She is funny as heck and happens to write her own livejournal as Edward Cullen read it here:&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/edwardsangst/"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/edwardsangst/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a true fan could make fun of Edward and get away with it, haha. Yeshi has all the great qualities of a sckather: she is a riot, she is tough and she will get the job done. I hope that old pervs will stop hitting on her, haha. Okay Yeshi you are my sckather member of the week, live it up!!&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-2717347627439350405?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/2717347627439350405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=2717347627439350405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2717347627439350405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2717347627439350405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member_10.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4906567017132248197</id><published>2008-09-08T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:31:26.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday (not my most creative title I know)</title><content type='html'>Okay so today was fairly cherry, I woke up as I usually do; tired. I really need to get bitten as soon as possible to get rid that that nasty habit of sleeping. So anyway from there I just coasted through the day just waiting until I can go home. There was one interesting point that was sort of a big deal that happened to me. I went to my school board meeting to be honored for going to ASU's  summer journalism program. I was the only student chosen to represent my school. I had to speak in front of the board though and I was shaking the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;Something weird happened to me though, I got a phone call from a private number. It sounded like a girl crying accusing me that I stole her boyfriend, O__O I was freaked out so I just hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;So right now I am talking to Hannah on meebo and now she left, oh well I love talking to my sckathers they help me out!&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4906567017132248197?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4906567017132248197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4906567017132248197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4906567017132248197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4906567017132248197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-not-my-most-creative-title-i.html' title='Monday (not my most creative title I know)'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4568453068225212255</id><published>2008-09-04T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:14:45.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>Okay this is a little late, so I apologize some stuff happened and I am over it now, haha okay let's get this bad boy on the road! So this week I would like to bring a special mention to a sckather as I do every week. This week I choose Marika! She is our little  stoner and fire crazed lighter holder. She is also jokingly referred to as the village idiot, but we love her and she knows it.  She was voted most creative in the sckathers awards, and if you have seen the sckathers song she wrote you will understand why. She is also working on a sckathers comic strip for us. I have seen the rough draft and it is pretty awesome, I can't wait to see what else she comes up with. She also has her own blog, which I suggest you check out: &lt;a href="http://marikaunleashed.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://marikaunleashed.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I would just like to apologize to all the sckathers for treating to leave you guys, I just didn't expect such a big reaction, haha I love you guys I am here to stay!&lt;br /&gt;SL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4568453068225212255?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4568453068225212255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4568453068225212255' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4568453068225212255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4568453068225212255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/09/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4036804989796764579</id><published>2008-08-30T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:44:37.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Sun *tear drop*</title><content type='html'>Okay I am sure every twilighter is aware of the news regarding Midnight Sun (if you haven't, Where have you been man?). Anyway for those of you that have heard about the Midnight Sun news or to quote Chris from twilighters "The Midnight Sun Oh My God I am going to cry and shoot myself fiasco"(haha ahemm time to be serious). Well apparently because of the leak of the unedited first 12 chapters of Midnight Sun, Stephenie Meyer has said that she will not be releasing Midnight Sun. More specifically she has said that the book is on hold "indefinitely". Now my first reaction when I heard about it was "There is no way", but unfortunately it was. As soon as I read Stephine's statement I felt shocked and my stomach started to hurt. I was breaking out in cold sweat. It couldn't be true she had to be kidding, but of course it was and she wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I had not read the leak chapters for two reasons: I wanted to wait until I could hold the book in my hands and cradle it lovingly as I did with my other books I got (yes I am strange don't bother pointing it out) and second I couldn't download the adobe thing (my computer just can't take something like that so, why torture it?). So I was differently pissed off with the fact that I had to suffer for what someone else did. I wasn't necessarily mad at those that had given in and read it, I was mostly mad at the person who had the gall to leak it. I mean they had to know would happen. I mean you had to be a complete dunderhead not to know.&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't blame Stephenie for not wanting to complete and release it. I mean she must have felt betrayed and hurt. She is in no condition to finish it at the moment. I just hope that she will soon find it in her heart to finish it and release it someday. Until then I refuse to read it, I shall resist it's temptation and Edward's charm. I want to read it the way she intended it. I want the book in my hands, I want to put it next to my copy of Twilight. I want to curl up and read it in a comfy chair, not over my computer screen hurting my back until it is sore ( this is the reason I don't read much fanfic).&lt;br /&gt;Now I have said all I can I will leave on this last note, I will just say that this has deeply affected my little twi-heart, but I will try my best to preserver and move on.&lt;br /&gt;SL&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4036804989796764579?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4036804989796764579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4036804989796764579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4036804989796764579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4036804989796764579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/08/midnight-sun-tear-drop.html' title='Midnight Sun *tear drop*'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5758099691425089617</id><published>2008-08-26T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T01:42:06.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>Okay here it is, that time again! This week my favorite sckather is Geza aka Freak_Out! She is a mod at twilighters.org and she also happens to be a member of SCKATHERS. She always keeps us sckathers in check on twilighters. She also puts of things we really need to see! Such as smutty fanfiction and pics of the dreamy drool worthy boys of Twilight. I wonder where she gets the stuff, but then again maybe I should just sit back and enjoy it instead of questioning it. I respect Geza and what she has to say, she is one of the coolest girls I could ever know. Read her blog: &lt;a href="http://myhiddendarkness.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://myhiddendarkness.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is our sckathers auntie for you, haha&lt;br /&gt;SL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5758099691425089617?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5758099691425089617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5758099691425089617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5758099691425089617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5758099691425089617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/08/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member_26.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4315043585476139333</id><published>2008-08-22T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:09:42.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCKATHERS new webpage!</title><content type='html'>Okay we now have our very own webpage! It was made by Vampyric. It is a working progress for now. here is the link: &lt;a href="http://sckathers.com/"&gt;http://sckathers.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4315043585476139333?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4315043585476139333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4315043585476139333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4315043585476139333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4315043585476139333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/08/sckathers-new-webpage.html' title='SCKATHERS new webpage!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1859653458207160597</id><published>2008-08-19T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:30:36.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week!</title><content type='html'>Okay, it is that time once again to bring specaial attention to a lucky sckather. Now this week my favorite sckather is, Hannah aka Hannahem27! Now Hananah is a wonderful sckather and we are glad to have her in the clan. She is also very cool and funny. She also happens to be an aussie girl. Also like many other sckathers, she writes her own fanfiction. &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4427120/1/Before_My_Life_Began"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4427120/1/Before_My_Life_Began&lt;/a&gt; is one she has written. You gotta love Hannah, even when she is being evil and petting her cat (just make sure that miley doesn't eat it). Okay, Hannah is my favorite sckather of the week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1859653458207160597?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1859653458207160597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1859653458207160597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1859653458207160597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1859653458207160597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/08/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member_19.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-8505894060833128366</id><published>2008-08-18T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T17:34:18.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journalism</title><content type='html'>Well things in Journalism is going nicely. I am so glad that I am a veteran this year, now my focus is on the paper and I don't have to worry about assignments. I am happy to say that my school paper will be going online in around January. I am so happy and I can not wait for that! I am also planning writing a review on Breaking Dawn (I will post it on my blog as well). We newspaper kids will also be going to the ASU journalism conversion. So there are a lot of things to look forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-8505894060833128366?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/8505894060833128366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=8505894060833128366' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8505894060833128366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/8505894060833128366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/08/journalism.html' title='Journalism'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1343560398699604152</id><published>2008-08-11T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:38:47.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>Okay here it is that time again, the moment you have all been waiting for.(haha I am so full of myself). This week's favorite sckather is our very own SCKATHERS mom Katreena aka Mrs.EdwardCullen or Katreena in charge of the weapons barrel. As you can tell she is a wearer of many hats (one of which will be a Santa hat come this Christmas). Whether she admits it, this chick is feisty and aggressive, but she also has her softer more maternal side saved especially for her sckathers kids; she watches out for us.We love her and that is why she is my favorite sckather of the week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1343560398699604152?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1343560398699604152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1343560398699604152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1343560398699604152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1343560398699604152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/08/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member_11.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-633228037357173472</id><published>2008-08-11T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T18:10:55.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La La La</title><content type='html'>Okay it is has been awhile since I have last posted, and there is a good reason for that; I started school. Gao, yes summer is over and done with for me. Well so far it hasn't been all bad, I am back in the school newspaper, no longer a newbie; I am Assignment Editor this year. I feel much more confident and I will do my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my weekend was pretty great, my little brother turned 15 (although he can act like a 5 year old at times). We had a party for him at my Tia's house. (yum cookies and cream ice cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday after church we went to Barnes and Noble, where I got some Twilight chocolate. It is so delicious. (it could use some spunk though haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also just recently discovered my vampire name off the vampire name generater. This is what mine is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Archives determine you to have gone by the identity:Empress of MoldoviaKnown in some parts of the world as:Haunt of The Steely MoonThe Great Archives Record:A child of the Moon Goddess - Cold, determined, but of the light in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like mine because I have always wanted to be like the moon, plus I can be pretty cold at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-633228037357173472?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/633228037357173472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=633228037357173472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/633228037357173472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/633228037357173472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-la-la.html' title='La La La'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7237828776004179368</id><published>2008-08-05T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T17:19:46.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>Okay it is that speciel time once again, and this week Jazzi's favorite sckather is....Alannalynn in charge of the sucide booth and converter of the haters! This is a tough gal with a guttermind as bad as any other sckather! She writes her own blog on myspace and poetry on livejournal. She is very creative and funny. She is a good sckather to have as a friend! (not good to have as an enemy). Haters beware of Alanna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7237828776004179368?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7237828776004179368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7237828776004179368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7237828776004179368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7237828776004179368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/08/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-3655345574898309701</id><published>2008-08-03T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:03:52.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished Breaking Dawn! (warning may contain some spoilers)</title><content type='html'>I got Breaking Dawn yesterday and finished it today! I read from yesterday afternoon to a few pages this morning and finished it today. (I had church in the morning and then had to go on errands with my mom so I didn't get home until later to finish). I still consider this a record since I am a slow reader and Breaking Dawn is the longest book in the series. Anyway about the book, one word: AMAZING!!! I could just be saying this because I love the series, but who cares? I know what I like and I am proud of it!! I have to say this book made me go through so many different emotions in so many hours. Every time I came across one of the quotes of the day, I "ahhed" or "ohhhed" when I saw them used in context. I differently enjoyed the experience and I am thankful that I had not given into temptation and looked at a spoiler. *tsk tsk  to the guilty* I just don't think it would have been quite the same if I had known what was going to happen, especially with the big plot points. I have to say that Breaking Dawn definitely made me admire Bella, but then again I have always liked her. I hope that Bella haters will see Bella in a new light. I also hope that they will finally see how strong she really is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-3655345574898309701?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/3655345574898309701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=3655345574898309701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3655345574898309701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/3655345574898309701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/08/finished-breaking-dawn-warning-may.html' title='Finished Breaking Dawn! (warning may contain some spoilers)'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7707044682841288734</id><published>2008-07-31T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:32:00.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The moment I have been waiting for</title><content type='html'>So ONE MORE DAY till Breaking Dawn! I am so happy and excited! I have been waiting for this book since I first became a twilighter. I first heard about Twilight when I was in English Class and I was talking to two friends of mine, Lisa and Jessika. Jessika and I wear talking about manga and we started talking about vampire manga and such, anyway Lisa told us about a vampire book called Twilight. Well I am a sucker for vampire stuff (yes pun intended), so I definitely wanted to check out this book. So I put the book on my Christmas list. I eagerly awaited Christmas mostly so I could get the book and read it. Well I can say that aside from my sckelanimals kit the kat hoodie, twilight was my favorite gift I got that year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7707044682841288734?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7707044682841288734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7707044682841288734' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7707044682841288734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7707044682841288734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/moment-i-have-been-waiting-for.html' title='The moment I have been waiting for'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5928870395983157007</id><published>2008-07-28T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:53:27.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member</title><content type='html'>Okay it is that time again. This week my favorite sckather is, Ashley aka LYLFSNtwilighter or as I like to call her, The Hanson Hugger. This sckather is pretty much known as the hippie of the SCKATHERS clan. We all sport weapons while Ashley hugs Hanson, but don't let that fool you. I am sure that that hug can be more of a death grip when dealing with haters. This girl was able to go to Comic Con and represent us sckathers. We are very proud of her, I tossed her a can of Spunksi as a reward. She is also sending me and a few other lucky sckathers some Twilight swag, that she got at comic con. I can't wait to get it! So, Ashley congrats and brag to all your friends, you are Jazzi's favorite sckather of the week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5928870395983157007?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5928870395983157007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5928870395983157007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5928870395983157007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5928870395983157007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member_28.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-237132246577639714</id><published>2008-07-24T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:01:05.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic Con</title><content type='html'>Now I was unable to attend Comic Con (it really sucks to be broke and twilight fan), but I do happen to know someone who did go. My fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sckather&lt;/span&gt; Ashley the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hanson&lt;/span&gt; hugger was able to attend and represent us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt;. Ashley happens to be a reader of my blog and she promised me a full report from Comic Con so here it is (this is just the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-view day):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jazzi&lt;/span&gt;!Here’s my overview of my first Comic Con day :]  WOW. My first day at Comic Con was…amazing…I mean, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t really do a whole lot but…again, WOW.It was amazing to see how all of these different creative worlds came together in one place!I mean Movies and Books to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Manga&lt;/span&gt; and freaking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LEGOS&lt;/span&gt;!It was astonishing!The very beginning was very boring. Trolley ride to the convention center and waiting (well, cutting actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sssshh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) to get our badges. After that; most of my time today I spent just looking around at everything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Didn&lt;/span&gt;’t take many pictures. I just kind of wanted to get a feel of the place and see how everything ran.I ended up getting ditched by everyone I went with once I got to the Summit booth…kind of sad considering I’d never been there before and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t know my way around -sigh-…anyway…So I walked around a bit and found the Summit booth then looked around it a bit.They had these cut outs of the actors, well characters I should say; Edward, Bella, James, Laurent and Victoria.The a lady came over and gave out a pin for some random thing, don’t know what it was, so I asked her if they were giving anything Twilight away and she directed me to another LINE where I had to wait to get a voucher to spin a wheel to POSSIBLY get some movie posters and pictures with the cut outs- as you can tell, I was a little irritated because at this point I’d just been ditched by EVERYONE and I was going to have to wait in ANOTHER line- so I go where she told me and saw there was a Starbucks right by the line so I went and got a drink first just to kill a little time.Then I went and asked another worker at the head of the line if I was in the right place and he said yes and then I went to the end of the line and was told I had to WAIT just to get in line- again, got a little miffed, I was even being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;garanteed&lt;/span&gt; ANYTHING. I t was whatever though. So as I’m waiting I notice this girl kind of pointing at my twilight shirt I’m wearing and nudging her friend excitedly and I looked over and smiled politely then introduced myself and asked if they were twilight fans and they said yes. So I started talking to them and told the all about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;twilighters&lt;/span&gt;.org. Then I asked them to do a little interview and they did (see video aha :]) Then we spent the rest of the time in the line for vouchers and talking about twilight and the cast and such then exchanging info. They were very, very awesome! One even said that she basically was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;SCKATHER&lt;/span&gt; in terms of defending Twilight against haters &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!Sadly, before we got up to the front I had to go because my ride needed to leave.No huge loss , other than time, because summit will be doing the same thing all week so yeah.I’m glad to say though that the girls made it through the line and one won a big movie poster and the others got mini movie posters (of which they kindly offered to give me one since I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t get to stay.) Then on the drive home…well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt; lets just say my friend kit loves to sing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Funny stuff. But yeah, that about covers it!"- Ashley aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;LYLFSNtwilighter&lt;/span&gt;, otherwise know as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hanson&lt;/span&gt; hugger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-237132246577639714?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/237132246577639714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=237132246577639714' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/237132246577639714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/237132246577639714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/comic-con.html' title='Comic Con'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5936679422300849774</id><published>2008-07-24T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:44:16.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is......</title><content type='html'>Well the SCKATHERS awards are over, gao. Oh well, the good news is that I one three awards!&lt;br /&gt;I won Most likely to get with man guy (he is pretty happy about this), most likely to go into Alanna's suicide booth (apparently to get away from the coughing), and one who says gao the most (well there are a lot of things to say gao over). I am happy to say that all the winners get special icons.  I was able to animate my icons into one, so I can use them all. I just would like to say thank you to all those who nominated me, I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk292/sparkleswan/?action=view&amp;current=20080724113020895744713.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk292/sparkleswan/20080724113020895744713.gif" border="0" alt="SCKATHERS awards"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5936679422300849774?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5936679422300849774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5936679422300849774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5936679422300849774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5936679422300849774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is......'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4367367122497459214</id><published>2008-07-21T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:59:28.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>Okay this is a little earlier than usual, but I am going somewhere with my mom tomorrow and I don't know when I am going to have enough time on the computer so I am just going to do it today! So without further ado my favorite sckather this week is.....*drums roll* Skyler aka Skiiler!! She is also know as Keeper of the rum and the circle of the line! This girl is terrific! She not only does she inspire to be a journalist, but she also has her own blog on blogspot, here is the link: &lt;a href="http://skiillersblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://skiillersblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. She was gone for a while and we missed her greatly on meebo. We are glad that she is back. We love that funny personality of hers. Well congrats Sky, you are my favorite sckather this week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4367367122497459214?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4367367122497459214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4367367122497459214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4367367122497459214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4367367122497459214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-member.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-9060431736658969133</id><published>2008-07-19T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:08:24.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCKATHERS awards</title><content type='html'>Being a sckather just keeps getting better and better! I am proud to say that we are having our very own SCKATHERS awards! It is located on our forum &lt;a href="http://sckathers.aceboard.com/323271-6679-0-SCKATHER-Awards.htm"&gt;http://sckathers.aceboard.com/323271-6679-0-SCKATHER-Awards.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a sckather and have not voted yet, please do so.&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to mention that I have been nominated for quite a few categories.&lt;br /&gt;Such as:&lt;br /&gt;1. Most likely to become a hobo (maybe they figure I will go broke after trying to buy all Twilight related things and end up on the streets)&lt;br /&gt;2. Most likely to see spunk naked ( nosebleed)&lt;br /&gt;3. Most likely to get with man guy (don't ask)&lt;br /&gt;4. Most likely to go into Alanna's suicide booth ( at this point, it may be possible)&lt;br /&gt;5. Most likely to be a bearded old man stalker that looks like creepy bearded smiley on meebo (relax, I am not one)&lt;br /&gt;6. Most likely to beat someone upside the head with salami (it could happen you know, so watch out!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Most helpful (well I do like to bring a smile on people's faces)&lt;br /&gt;8. Most funny (yeah this will surprise some people)&lt;br /&gt;9. Most nice ( awwww that is so sweet)&lt;br /&gt;10. Best ninja skills (You wanna see?)&lt;br /&gt;11. Best taste in music ( This one is very flattering)&lt;br /&gt;12. One who says 'gao' the most ( I just love Air!)&lt;br /&gt;13. One who drinks spunksi the most ( Spunksi is just so refreshing)&lt;br /&gt;14. One who coughs the most ( I don't know where this came up, I sneeze!)&lt;br /&gt;15. Who kicked Kingsnake2's ass the hardest ( He messed with wrong sckather)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say thank you to whoever nominated me for all this wonderful categories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-9060431736658969133?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/9060431736658969133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=9060431736658969133' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/9060431736658969133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/9060431736658969133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/sckathers-awards.html' title='SCKATHERS awards'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7811025801978929225</id><published>2008-07-16T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:07:12.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCKATHERS support Rob!</title><content type='html'>I was very happy when I saw yesterday's Twilight Tuesday! (actually I am always happy with Twilight Tuesdays). I loved Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pattinson's&lt;/span&gt; interview. I especially enjoyed Rob's impression of all the haters, which cracked me up. Rob truly is a great choice for Edward, but there was a time when I didn't think so *avoids getting kicked into a hole*. When I first heard that Rob was casted, I was a bit hesitant to accepting him, but I was never hater. I simply said to myself "okay, lets give this guy a chance"and after viewing interviews and watching clips of him, I am glad I did. He is simply adorable, handsome and charming, which in fact is Edward. Not only that, he has what is most important: acting talent! It always upsets me and all the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt; when we hear that Rob is being bashed. That is what our shovels and boots are for I suppose. Rob has all of our support! So watch out haters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7811025801978929225?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7811025801978929225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7811025801978929225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7811025801978929225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7811025801978929225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/sckathers-support-rob.html' title='SCKATHERS support Rob!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1092844190992907267</id><published>2008-07-15T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:48:39.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week</title><content type='html'>Alright, I promised, and here it is! This week's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member is Claudia aka Kau_. She is also known as the keeper of the salami and holder of the Nutella jar!This sckather is feisty and tough! She also said one of my favorite phrases ever: "Stupid meebo and miley". She also seems to be immune to the SCKATHERS cold that is going around. Let us give her a round of applause!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1092844190992907267?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1092844190992907267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1092844190992907267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1092844190992907267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1092844190992907267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-clan-memeber.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6375201482871960573</id><published>2008-07-14T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:32:13.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forums closing</title><content type='html'>Looks like the forums are closing. Gao, I am going to miss them. I am just glad that I still have meebo to talk to my SCKATHERS friends. Besides this what Stephine wants us to do. She doesn't want us to be spoiled, and I am just she cares that much. Well I guess this means I can post a bit more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6375201482871960573?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6375201482871960573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6375201482871960573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6375201482871960573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6375201482871960573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/forums-closing.html' title='Forums closing'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-687125845840501868</id><published>2008-07-11T00:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:02:43.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The song of my life right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/lz9Jy1mt0k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/lz9Jy1mt0k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/theveronicas/music/r28oB91t/the_veronicas_untouched/"&gt;Untouched - The Veronicas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-687125845840501868?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/687125845840501868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=687125845840501868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/687125845840501868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/687125845840501868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-of-my-life-right-now.html' title='The song of my life right now'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6469370859087510123</id><published>2008-07-09T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T21:52:19.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS member of the week!</title><content type='html'>This is a new feature I am doing called-Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member!! I am going to try to do this every week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am going to make a special mention to a certain SCKATHER! Her name is Tara aka TheBiscuitbutt or Tara the dishwasher stuffer inner. She is also known as the Spunk Creamer. She is funny, creative and has an amazing gutter mind! She is also really nice!! She did something really kind and generous for me! SL to you Tara!!&lt;br /&gt;Congrats on being Jazzi's Favorite SCKATHERS clan member of the week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6469370859087510123?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6469370859087510123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6469370859087510123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6469370859087510123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6469370859087510123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/jazzis-favorite-sckathers-member-of.html' title='Jazzi&apos;s Favorite SCKATHERS member of the week!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-9002241647794374311</id><published>2008-07-09T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:38:48.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to become a SCKATHERS clan member</title><content type='html'>If you are interesting in joining the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt; clan here is how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Read the threads at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;twilighters&lt;/span&gt;.org &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;entitled&lt;/span&gt; "a waste of time?" "twilight haters" and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SCATHERS&lt;/span&gt; part 1-8&lt;br /&gt;so you can understand all the inside jokes&lt;br /&gt;2. you need to put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt; clan in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;signature&lt;/span&gt;, so we know you are one of us&lt;br /&gt;3.You should get an account on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;meebo&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;br /&gt;That is where we hold most of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;convos&lt;/span&gt; now (if we start typing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;virtue&lt;/span&gt; just tell us that you read the threads and are a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt; member)&lt;br /&gt;4.You should also register at the sckathers forum-SCKATHERS.aceboard.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-9002241647794374311?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/9002241647794374311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=9002241647794374311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/9002241647794374311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/9002241647794374311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-become-sckather.html' title='How to become a SCKATHERS clan member'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6480738275320126997</id><published>2008-07-08T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:37:44.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL CAPS DAY AND PISS PEOPLE OFF DAY!!</title><content type='html'>TODAY IS TWILIGHT TUESDAY! WHICH IN THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt; UNIVERSE MEANS ONE THING! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ACD&lt;/span&gt;! AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PPO&lt;/span&gt; DAY!! WHAT FUN WE WILL HAVE!! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FEAR US&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NOTHING PLEASES US MORE THEN TO HAVE PEOPLE QUESTION THERE SANITY! WHICH IS WHAT WE DO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6480738275320126997?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6480738275320126997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6480738275320126997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6480738275320126997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6480738275320126997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-caps-day-and-piss-people-off-day.html' title='ALL CAPS DAY AND PISS PEOPLE OFF DAY!!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5435309535354242390</id><published>2008-07-06T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:47:30.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem about my favorite vampire!</title><content type='html'>This is a poem I wrote about Edward Cullen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be crazy, let me be insane&lt;br /&gt;For it is he, Yes Edward is his name&lt;br /&gt;With his crooked smile and burning eyes&lt;br /&gt;He sends thousands of girls into sighs&lt;br /&gt;He may not be real, Yes he is fiction&lt;br /&gt;Just please let me enjoy my hopeless addiction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5435309535354242390?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5435309535354242390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5435309535354242390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5435309535354242390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5435309535354242390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/poem-about-my-favorite-vampire.html' title='A poem about my favorite vampire!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7882120902166572631</id><published>2008-07-02T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:00:06.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spunksi and Spunk and Cream</title><content type='html'>Well being a SCKATHERS clan member sure can be time consuming. I have been spending a lot of time on meebo and twilighters.org. I love every minute of it though!! The girls are crazy, fun and creative. The best thing is that we are getting a new website made!! YAY! All thanks to vampyric! I also can't wait for our t-shirts!! I love our SCKATHERS inside jokes too, like Spunksi and Spunk cream! (You have to have a gutter mind to get it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7882120902166572631?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7882120902166572631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7882120902166572631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7882120902166572631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7882120902166572631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/07/spunksi-and-spunk-and-cream.html' title='Spunksi and Spunk and Cream'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6214695827886647727</id><published>2008-06-26T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:50:03.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gao!! SCKATHERS haters</title><content type='html'>Alright I have been noticing a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hostility&lt;/span&gt; against us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; clan members. I know some of the people on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;twilighters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.org have been making comments about us. Some saying we are cliquey. That just makes us seem like we are the mean girls of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;twilighers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We are not!! It's not like we wear pink on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; and go make three way phone call attacks. We are just a group of fans who love Twilight so much that we feel we have to shove a few twilight haters into holes! Also it's not like we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;exclude&lt;/span&gt; anyone! Anyone can join, we just suggest that you read the threads so you know all the inside jokes. You don't have to read the whole thing, just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;skim&lt;/span&gt; through them until you think you got it all. Also we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;encountered&lt;/span&gt; haters before *cough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kingsnake&lt;/span&gt;2* and did our best to defend. The most important thing is that the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt; members our my friends, if it wasn't for them I would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt; and bored, these guys are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hilarius&lt;/span&gt; and creative. We don't want to fight with other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;twilighters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6214695827886647727?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6214695827886647727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6214695827886647727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6214695827886647727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6214695827886647727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/06/gao-sckathers-haters.html' title='Gao!! SCKATHERS haters'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-6840462824808099129</id><published>2008-06-17T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:11:41.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCKATHERS</title><content type='html'>Alright I just wanted to let you guys know that I am now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; a member of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt;. What is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SCKATHERS&lt;/span&gt; you ask? It stands for Sparta (Chocolate) Kick All Twilight Haters. We are special group of Twilight defenders at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Twilighters&lt;/span&gt;.org. We are force to be wrecked with. We do not back down. We are also getting t-shirts done (hopefully, right Bailey?). So check us out and see what we are all about. My screename is sparkleswan and my SCKATHERS nickname is Jazzi The Homicidal Maniac. Oh and by the way I DO NOT TYPE LIKE A GUY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-6840462824808099129?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/6840462824808099129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=6840462824808099129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6840462824808099129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/6840462824808099129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/06/sckathers.html' title='SCKATHERS'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-1521993436610415598</id><published>2008-06-15T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:38:25.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ASU Summer Journalism Program</title><content type='html'>Well, if anyone cares the reason I haven't made a post in a while is that I have been at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ASU&lt;/span&gt; for the summer journalism &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;institute&lt;/span&gt;. I took classes on journalism, stayed on campus and produced out own newspaper. It was really a rewarding a experience. I even got to meet professional journalists. I hope to one day be one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-1521993436610415598?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/1521993436610415598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=1521993436610415598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1521993436610415598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/1521993436610415598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/06/asu-summer-journalism-program.html' title='ASU Summer Journalism Program'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-5679788770777429615</id><published>2008-05-28T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:45:38.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Crazy</title><content type='html'>Well everyone(or no one), any Twilight fan is aware of Twilight Tuesday. So yesterday MTV asked the cast some questions that fans made themselves. Stuff about mac and cheese and nicknames. It was really an enjoyable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;. I can't describe it well enough so go watch it! Go Go! Anyway I also got some info that a scene from the movie will be playing before the MTV movie awards! Now for people who have cable this is a treat! For me who doesn't, not so much. Sure I can watch it on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; afterwards, but I'll have to wait five days! Since I will be leaving for a Journalism program on the same day. Demon King you hate don't you?! Oh well I just wanted to rant a little bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-5679788770777429615?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/5679788770777429615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=5679788770777429615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5679788770777429615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/5679788770777429615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/05/twilight-crazy.html' title='Twilight Crazy'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-2820030593611357764</id><published>2008-05-23T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:54:11.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Free!</title><content type='html'>I am offically on summer vacation! I no longer have to stress about school, homework, or my school newspaper. I can relax and daydream as much as I want. Even though it is summer the weather is cloudy and dreary. All I keep thinking about is that I might meet vampires today, if I go anywhere. Yeah I have Twilight on the brain. Twilight is 90% of my daydreams. I am going to miss seeing my friends at school. That is only negative about vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-2820030593611357764?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/2820030593611357764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=2820030593611357764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2820030593611357764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2820030593611357764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-free.html' title='Finally Free!'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-4428728343249158565</id><published>2008-05-19T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:34:40.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much on my mind</title><content type='html'>There is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much stuff going on in my life right now. Don't worry nothing serious, just normal petty stuff. I keep putting stuff off, (darn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;procrastination&lt;/span&gt;)when I have more time in my hands I'll most likely write more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-4428728343249158565?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/4428728343249158565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=4428728343249158565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4428728343249158565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/4428728343249158565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-much-on-my-mind.html' title='So much on my mind'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7345907966937210118</id><published>2008-05-13T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:06:41.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Dreams</title><content type='html'>It seems to me that I keep seeping further and further into my daydreams. I am just glad summer vacation is just right around the corner. Thats just what I need, no stress. I guess the reason I am daydreaming lately is that there is so much to daydream about. For example Breaking Dawn and the Twilight movie. I get exicted just thinking about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7345907966937210118?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7345907966937210118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7345907966937210118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7345907966937210118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7345907966937210118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-dreams.html' title='Day Dreams'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-2496743257969418441</id><published>2008-05-13T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:31:22.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-2496743257969418441?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/2496743257969418441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=2496743257969418441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2496743257969418441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/2496743257969418441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/05/click-here-for-myspace-layouts-or-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-248296019409285854</id><published>2008-05-12T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:50:05.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Colors</title><content type='html'>The most random thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;popped&lt;/span&gt; into my head at school today(most of my random thoughts d0),well anyway I was thinking that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; name has a certain color to it. For example when I think of the name Andrew I think of frosted blue and white. When I think of the name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Candace&lt;/span&gt; I think pinks, reds and purple. I don't know if there is any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;significance. Just a random thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-248296019409285854?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/248296019409285854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=248296019409285854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/248296019409285854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/248296019409285854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/05/name-colors.html' title='Name Colors'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625140598353728299.post-7520462713539154931</id><published>2008-05-11T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:03:44.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First blog</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;This is Spazzmin and this my first official blog. I don't know what I'll be writing about here, but I'll be sure to make it good. I hope you'll enjoy getting inside my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625140598353728299-7520462713539154931?l=spazzmin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/feeds/7520462713539154931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625140598353728299&amp;postID=7520462713539154931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7520462713539154931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625140598353728299/posts/default/7520462713539154931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spazzmin.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-blog.html' title='First blog'/><author><name>Spazzmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341154318568949239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aVnefNAfzI/TABf8NpIajI/AAAAAAAAACM/xo8BHPfYFZ0/S220/Prom+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
