<?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-16555671</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:29:19.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciara's Say</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-113415580397073206</id><published>2005-12-09T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T11:16:43.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Creative writing is a very fun class. You also have fun learning in here. We have done so much in the past couple of months. I even learned how to do poems. I'm this old and just now learning how to make up a poem. All along I didn't know that it was that simple. I've also learned the stressed and unstressed syllables. I'm not going to say that this class was easy because it weren't. I was even thinking about getting my class changed at the beginning of the school year because I felt like it was too complicated for me. But i learned that if you pay attention, you would find yourself doing just fine. Overall, I really like this class and I wouldn't mind taking it again or a class similar to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-113415580397073206?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/113415580397073206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=113415580397073206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113415580397073206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113415580397073206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/12/creative-writing.html' title='Creative Writing'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-113415474059719205</id><published>2005-12-09T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:59:00.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I personally feel that blogging was pretty cool. It was also interesting. Blogging help people express their feelings better. The reason for that is because they don't have to give their real names or information out. I really don't have any deep secrets, so it didn't do much for me. But on other people behave they may have felt that this was really helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Something I like about blogging is that you could get responses back from other bloggers. That's really exciting to me. But overall, I really enjoy blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-113415474059719205?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/113415474059719205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=113415474059719205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113415474059719205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113415474059719205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/12/blogging.html' title='Blogging...'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-113380995438766564</id><published>2005-12-05T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T11:12:35.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After high school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;After high school I plan on going straight to college.Well, I plan on taking the summer off and just chill for that little minute. Once the fall come, I hope to be in Deakonis, which is a school of nursing. That's if I get accepted in there. If that don't work out, I'll go to a community college. Anyway, I plan on being a 4 year nurse. After that I want to afford a big house and a nice car. So that's how I plan for my future to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-113380995438766564?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/113380995438766564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=113380995438766564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113380995438766564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113380995438766564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/12/after-high-school.html' title='After high school'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-113380902241164338</id><published>2005-12-05T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:57:02.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Next week I'm going to be pretty excited. Next Friday will be my last day up in this class. Overall, I did enjoy this class. Well, to be honest, when I first started this class I thought that it was going to be hard. That made me want to exchange my class with something else. But I grew to really like this class. I've learned so much. I wish to take a class similar to this one next semester. I'm really going to miss this class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-113380902241164338?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/113380902241164338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=113380902241164338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113380902241164338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113380902241164338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/12/next-week.html' title='Next week'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-113260189978340429</id><published>2005-11-21T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T11:38:19.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Article: Student's Being Banned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This particular article was about students being banned from blogging. I feel that it isn't fair to the ones who know how far to go on blogging. Yes, it is pretty dangerous because you could put too much information on your blog. Someone could then track you down somehow and do anything. The reason that I feel that they shouldn't ban the students from blogging is becuase I feel that it is the teacher's responsibility to tell them all how far they could go on blogging. So, that's how I feel about this whole situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-113260189978340429?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/113260189978340429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=113260189978340429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113260189978340429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113260189978340429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/11/article-students-being-banned.html' title='Article: Student&apos;s Being Banned'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-113260109180226087</id><published>2005-11-21T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T11:24:51.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: Heat Wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Crack"&lt;/strong&gt; was what I heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because &lt;strong&gt;the sun was a chariot of fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was so hot, &lt;strong&gt;I could have melted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Splash"&lt;/strong&gt; is what I heard in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Most animals tried to hide from the sun under the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Everything looked perfect outside from the inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The river was running the water the rocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My&lt;strong&gt; bow-wow&lt;/strong&gt; laid under the trees for air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It seemed that nothing can make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What's weird is that if you looked on the ground it would look wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But I knew that it was nothing but the heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The chariot of fire&lt;/strong&gt; seemed to have gotten worse by the minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I brought my dog inside and cut the fan and television on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There was breaking news at the bottom of the screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's when I realized that there was a heat wave out-doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-113260109180226087?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/113260109180226087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=113260109180226087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113260109180226087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113260109180226087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/11/poem-heat-wave.html' title='Poem: Heat Wave'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-113259989068069642</id><published>2005-11-21T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T11:04:50.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Today I plan on going to the mall once I get home from school. Then when I get there I 'll head straight to Subway. From there, I'll go to American Eagle and Famous. Once I get done shopping, I'm going to go home and do my homework. After that I'm going to eat something, and then head to sleep afterwards. So, that 's what I plan on doing today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-113259989068069642?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/113259989068069642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=113259989068069642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113259989068069642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113259989068069642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/11/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-113017912082903806</id><published>2005-10-24T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T11:38:40.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Animal Within Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;By: Rick Storey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Summary: This poem is about the author having the erge to fight. The author fights many people and beat them up, but another person end up beating the author up. So, the has finally gained respect for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Heart's Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;By: Katherine Sudy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Summary: The author's desire is to make everything better than what it is. She want to take away all the negative and bring in the positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Writer's Lament &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;By: Lori Pike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Summary: You should treat everyone the way that you want to be treated. Treat others with respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-113017912082903806?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/113017912082903806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=113017912082903806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113017912082903806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/113017912082903806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/10/3-poems.html' title='3 Poems'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112957430408419469</id><published>2005-10-17T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T11:38:24.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Today I didn't have to do much in my classes. I have to say that my school day has gone by mighty fast. Now the only class I have to go to is Food and Nutrition. That's the class where I cook in. Anyway, when I leave from that class, I getting on my bus and going straight home. When I get there I'm going to work. Once I leave from there I'll be heading straight to the mall. I'm going to get something from American Eagle or Famous. Once I leave from there I'm going to go home and get ready for the next day. That's how I plan for my day to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112957430408419469?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112957430408419469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112957430408419469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112957430408419469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112957430408419469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/10/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112957388800651829</id><published>2005-10-17T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T11:31:28.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newspaper article: Modern Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This aticle is pretty interesting. College students from different colleges posted some things. They were saying that they use to have diaries, but now they are turned to a blog. When you're young you don't realize that many things that you write about in your diary isn't so personal or important. The older you get, you see that half of those things could go onto a blog. You could let people from over the world read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Blogging is pretty cool because you could express your feelings on it without anyone knowing who you are. That's what many people do. Diaries were once very personal, but now people post their diaries on the internet, but anonomously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Parkway also have a policy. It states: When a student in the Parkway School District gets on the Internet and makes a threat or expresses suicidal thoughts, school personnel handle it as they would if that student had written a note to a friend saying such things: They pull the student into the office and call the parents. I agree to that policy. I feel that every school district should have a policy like that because it could be much more serious than you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112957388800651829?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112957388800651829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112957388800651829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112957388800651829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112957388800651829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/10/newspaper-article-modern-diaries.html' title='Newspaper article: Modern Diaries'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112905587089061213</id><published>2005-10-11T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T11:37:50.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful/ugly</title><content type='html'>That particular story was pretty interesting. I say that because you would of thought the killer was someone who really adores a certain woman. It was something like that but kind of opposite. He killed the woman while she was ice skating. The killer was spying on her. I guess that he was obsessed over her. Anyway, 5 policemen tried to come to him and arrest him, but he killed them all. Overall, that story was very unique.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112905587089061213?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112905587089061213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112905587089061213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112905587089061213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112905587089061213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/10/beautifulugly.html' title='Beautiful/ugly'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112750050707073377</id><published>2005-09-23T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T11:35:07.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Creative Writing Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My creative writing class is very cool.I like this class because it gives me an opportunity to be creative. Most of the time I can express the way I feel in stories. This class also increases my ability of being a better writer. This class is also fun. I say that because my teacher is very nice and fun, also. We can work on the computers for most of our class assignments.  So overall, this class is really exciting, and I hope that I can take it next semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112750050707073377?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112750050707073377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112750050707073377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112750050707073377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112750050707073377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-creative-writing-class.html' title='My Creative Writing Class'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112741351106406576</id><published>2005-09-22T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T11:29:27.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricanes</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I really don't know what's going on, but there are all of a sudden so many hurricanes occurring all over the world. Ever since "Hurricane Katrina" came around, I've been seeing many other hurricanes and bad storms everywhere. One of the new hurricanes is "Hurricane Olivia", which was also bad. I don't think this hurricane was as bad as "Hurricane Katrina", but I do know it was bad. Anyway, I want to know why hurricanes keep all of a sudden occurring. I wonder if it has anything to do with how the weather keep changing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Anyway, I'm so glad that we can't get hurricanes down here because I would'nt know what to do if one ever came. For one thing, I can't swim. So that's a reason why everyone should learn how to swim becuase you never know when a terrible incident may occur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Overall, you should always be prepared for the worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112741351106406576?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112741351106406576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112741351106406576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112741351106406576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112741351106406576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/09/hurricanes_22.html' title='Hurricanes'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112724004803372059</id><published>2005-09-20T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T11:14:08.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My School</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My school is pretty cool. Well at least I could say that now. When I first started going here, which was 2nd semester of last school year, I didn't like it. The students up here were very sweet and kind to me, but I still felt like I didn't belong here. Coming from a city school and going to a county school is a dramatic change. Everyone out here seemed to be pretty weird to me. Students up here were on "different pages from me". What I mean by that is that they done things a little different from me, who was once city school student. Anyway, I guess that I didn't like this school too much because I missed my old school and friends.They were very cool and kind, also. So, the end of the school year came around and I was so glad that I can't even explain it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;School started back up, and I'm back in here. This year seems much better because I am able to meet more new people and plus the people I met last year. It's also my senior year, so I'm really enjoying it. So, I have to say that my school is pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If anyone can relate to this, please write me back A.S.A.P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112724004803372059?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112724004803372059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112724004803372059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112724004803372059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112724004803372059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-school.html' title='My School'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112672318453004018</id><published>2005-09-14T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T10:55:59.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I feel about the BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I agree to everything in the rules. I feel that it's very safe not to put your school and all your information on here. I say that because if you do put all of your correct information on here, there are many people who would try to do illegal things. They may try to stalk you or anything. It's very dangerous. So I truely agree to the whole rules list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If we were to put our real info on here, there would be a big confusion. You would be wondering how this particular person know so much about you. Whoever thought to put false info on blog is a genius, but not literally. Also, the blog is a nice way to express the way you feel about many things, so I like it a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112672318453004018?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112672318453004018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112672318453004018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112672318453004018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112672318453004018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-i-feel-about-blog.html' title='How I feel about the BLOG'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112672217945267919</id><published>2005-09-14T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T11:23:00.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a KID</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When I was a young little girl, I had so much fun. As a kid, I would run around outside and do many other fun and exciting things. Now, since I'm much older, all I do is go to school, home, work, and the mall. Yes, going to the mall is pretty exciting to me, but playing outside with your friends still seemed  like much more fun as a child. Anyway, I feel like I don't have anytime for myself, now. When I was young I use to play in the mud and make mud and pizza pies. I also use to play stuck in the mud, house, freeze tag, etc. Growing up is a pretty interesting thing to go through, but still being a kid is still more fun than anything else in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you are a kid, you do "kiddie" things. You don't worry about how you look, dress, or act, you just be you. All of those things come up on you when you get up in age to the point were you want to attract others. You look, dress, and act a certain way so that they wouldn't get talked about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, to sum everything up, I personally miss being a kid. So if anyone can or can not relate to what I'm saying, please write me and tell me why you agree or disagree to being a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112672217945267919?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112672217945267919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112672217945267919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112672217945267919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112672217945267919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/09/being-kid.html' title='Being a KID'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112629097164581153</id><published>2005-09-09T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T11:03:57.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Katrina</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hurricane Katrina, which took place in New Orleans, was one of the scariest things I've ever seen on the television. It was so terrifying. I feel very sad for the people that got caught in it. After the hurricane, those people didn't have any thing to eat, sleep, or drink for days. There were people caught on tape stealing out of stores. They were taking many things like televisions, food, drinks, etc. The sad thing about that was most of them got into trouble for it. I feel that they should have gotten whatever they wanted at that point of time. Although there were some people taken a vanage of the incident in the wrong way. There were females getting raped by males. I personally feel that that was pretty ignorant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, if you are related to anyone that was in that terrible incident, or even want to talk about it overall, feel free to write me. You could sat what and how you feel about the whole situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112629097164581153?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112629097164581153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112629097164581153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112629097164581153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112629097164581153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/09/hurricane-katrina.html' title='Hurricane Katrina'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16555671.post-112628988146736591</id><published>2005-09-09T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:19:04.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME EVERYONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hi everyone, I'm Ciara. I'm 17 years of age &amp; a senior at my high school . It's a wonderful place to be. I've learned so much here. Anyway, about my site, you will be hearing so much about the world &amp;amp; other great things. I hope you enjoy it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16555671-112628988146736591?l=ciara22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/feeds/112628988146736591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16555671&amp;postID=112628988146736591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112628988146736591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16555671/posts/default/112628988146736591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciara22.blogspot.com/2005/09/welcome-everyone.html' title='WELCOME EVERYONE'/><author><name>ciara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11564882421282618286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
