<?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-5035268855513090561</id><updated>2011-07-25T23:27:46.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda's 411</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035268855513090561.post-4237962001133852647</id><published>2008-02-28T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:19:05.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black R Press!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Black R Press,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the students by the students, an alternative to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At least that is what they say, but from what I see it is just a group of students trying to start tones of drama. Which is exactly what this internet news paper has done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Black R is ran by a teacher and a number of students form RHS. They believe, " That humans have a right to freedom of speech and press, and that everybody needs a venue through which they can share their thoughts and ideas. Whether or not those thoughts are about world events, local politics, or otherwise." Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that what the school paper is for? It is a known fact that if you write a letter to the editor, it will be published in the paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then everyone will see and hear what you have to say. Why do it the way they are doing it? Why attack the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange R&lt;/span&gt; and the people who write in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This Internet paper is only going to make our school, fall apart. OH WAIT!! Thats already happened. Well good job guys, you just made RHS suck more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035268855513090561-4237962001133852647?l=gas-amanda411.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://black-r-press.com/' title='The Black R Press!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/4237962001133852647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5035268855513090561&amp;postID=4237962001133852647' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/4237962001133852647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/4237962001133852647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/2008/02/black-r-press.html' title='The Black R Press!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035268855513090561.post-1458176270564499060</id><published>2007-11-22T23:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:36:29.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/R0aBOGNW_EI/AAAAAAAAAEE/IVSIc1Q67LU/s1600-h/sou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135934504247426114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/R0aBOGNW_EI/AAAAAAAAAEE/IVSIc1Q67LU/s400/sou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have searched and I have decided that the college I want to go to is Southern Oregon University, in Ashland, Oregon.  I will be studying Music Education to become a music teacher.  I hope to work at a high school and have my very own marching band.  The city of Ashland is very beautiful.  The Shakespeare Festive goes on all year and the school is located right down the road from downtown.  Plus Medford, Oregon is just 10 minutes away, which means &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  SOU has a renowned teaching program that I am excited to be a part of.  I love working with kids and I can't wait to be able to watch them grow musically.  I am excited to start my new life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035268855513090561-1458176270564499060?l=gas-amanda411.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/1458176270564499060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5035268855513090561&amp;postID=1458176270564499060' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/1458176270564499060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/1458176270564499060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/2007/11/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/R0aBOGNW_EI/AAAAAAAAAEE/IVSIc1Q67LU/s72-c/sou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035268855513090561.post-2557559970967110465</id><published>2007-07-15T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:59:13.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do I Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do I do, when everything seems to not be right. When everything has gone &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt; and there is no chance to fix it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do I do, when it gets to hard. It is &lt;strong&gt;My Senior&lt;/strong&gt; year. And nothing seems to be going right. My last year of music is &lt;strong&gt;ruined&lt;/strong&gt;. My best friend is being &lt;strong&gt;hurt&lt;/strong&gt; and I can not stop it. I am losing friends because people make up &lt;strong&gt;nasty&lt;/strong&gt; rumors that stay in my minds. I am losing hope that everything will be alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do I do, when I am &lt;strong&gt;scared&lt;/strong&gt; to go on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do I do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Amanda Gasner 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035268855513090561-2557559970967110465?l=gas-amanda411.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/2557559970967110465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5035268855513090561&amp;postID=2557559970967110465' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/2557559970967110465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/2557559970967110465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-do-i-do.html' title='What Do I Do'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035268855513090561.post-4130004377933820415</id><published>2007-07-15T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T15:26:16.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawdust Theatre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpqVmuakHbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/kxL51LotbS0/s1600-h/poster2007a.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087543221595413938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="415" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpqVmuakHbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/kxL51LotbS0/s400/poster2007a.gif" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night with my family, we went to the Sawdust Theatre in Coquille, Oregon. The Theatre is home of the funniest melodramas. My family thinks the funniest part of the whole night was when the performers would accidently mess up their lines or thier dance steps. The Coquille community are the master minds behind this very popular Theatre. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpqZPOakHcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/GUmw2moXMtw/s1600-h/scene3_sm[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087547215914999234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpqZPOakHcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/GUmw2moXMtw/s400/scene3_sm%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Audience participation (Boo, Hiss, Ahh) is what makes the theatre unique and contributes to making it one of the finest and oldest melodrama traditions in the western United States. The actors real conect with thier audience members. The Theatre has the audience participate in some of the olios. The olios are breaks in between the actual play itself. They aer usually very funny and most of the time entertaining. Dressing the audience members in costumes and making them do embarassing dances is usually what goes on. But all in all the audience seems to real enjoy the events that take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part abou the Theatre is that I &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpqbK-akHdI/AAAAAAAAADE/z3NiJv3Ilz0/s1600-h/_dsc0517[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087549341923810770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="130" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpqbK-akHdI/AAAAAAAAADE/z3NiJv3Ilz0/s400/_dsc0517%5B1%5D.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;know most the people involved. Believe it or not my family used to live in Coquille. It is fun to watch my familys friensds act and dance. It is even funnier to see them mess up. Last night one of your family friends was purposed to during the play. It was special for us to be there and watch your friend decide something so important for her life. The Theatre is a place were my family can catch up with old friends and were I can make new one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpqdb-akHfI/AAAAAAAAADU/PAZVgvbmXco/s1600-h/scene4_sm[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087551833004842482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpqdb-akHfI/AAAAAAAAADU/PAZVgvbmXco/s400/scene4_sm%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We go every year and I would never miss it. It is a time were I can be with my family and enjoy the moments that will last forever. I love going and I know that I will take my family when I am older. It makes me happy to know that even when my parents are old I will be able to take them to a place where memories grow strong. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035268855513090561-4130004377933820415?l=gas-amanda411.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/4130004377933820415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5035268855513090561&amp;postID=4130004377933820415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/4130004377933820415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/4130004377933820415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/2007/07/sawdust-theatre.html' title='Sawdust Theatre'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpqVmuakHbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/kxL51LotbS0/s72-c/poster2007a.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035268855513090561.post-6723623412524703942</id><published>2007-07-15T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T08:50:25.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're all that's left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6Vnkns9X40/RppBh6XhD8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/xbAd7m3_odQ/s1600-h/Renee+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087450779927777218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6Vnkns9X40/RppBh6XhD8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/xbAd7m3_odQ/s320/Renee+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't heard anything yet from Nae, but Diana comes home on Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to stop by &amp; give her a hug, we should be home by 6:00, I think.  Call first. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never did get those nachos, Amanda :P  I threw them out.  At least they got wrapped up to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035268855513090561-6723623412524703942?l=gas-amanda411.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/6723623412524703942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5035268855513090561&amp;postID=6723623412524703942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/6723623412524703942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/6723623412524703942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/2007/07/were-all-thats-left.html' title='We&apos;re all that&apos;s left!'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08828922734405535654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y6Vnkns9X40/SE8cictpRUI/AAAAAAAABQ0/TV3RVdg0lhQ/S220/100_6707.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6Vnkns9X40/RppBh6XhD8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/xbAd7m3_odQ/s72-c/Renee+115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035268855513090561.post-8632084321827043837</id><published>2007-07-12T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:43:22.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School or Prison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpcf7eakHPI/AAAAAAAAABU/J-oJZbPU9eY/s1600-h/RHS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086569410775489778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpcf7eakHPI/AAAAAAAAABU/J-oJZbPU9eY/s320/RHS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of High School, what is the first thing that comes to mind? For me, the thing I think of is prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpch0OakHWI/AAAAAAAAACM/tTWBsAmVmow/s1600-h/prison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086571485244693858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpch0OakHWI/AAAAAAAAACM/tTWBsAmVmow/s400/prison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in school from 6:40am until 3:00pm. Then if you have a class after school, you can find yourself at school until 9:00pm. Your not supposed to leave school grounds for lunch, but they don't have enough food for everyone. So students go hungry. You have to where nasty, germ infested, gross bathroom passes that everyone and the dog uses. They lock us into the school and the only way out is to walk in front of the security guards.&lt;br /&gt;And what is the reason for security guards and police officers at a High School, oh I forgot because students try to kill one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpchMeakHVI/AAAAAAAAACE/haPRXxBjm2s/s1600-h/shooting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086570802344893778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpchMeakHVI/AAAAAAAAACE/haPRXxBjm2s/s400/shooting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High School will never really change though. They try to keep us safe, that is why it feels like prison. We just have to realize that prison or School is the only way that we will ever be able to start our lives and live the dreams that we work hard for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035268855513090561-8632084321827043837?l=gas-amanda411.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/8632084321827043837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5035268855513090561&amp;postID=8632084321827043837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/8632084321827043837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/8632084321827043837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/2007/07/high-school-or-prison.html' title='High School or Prison'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpcf7eakHPI/AAAAAAAAABU/J-oJZbPU9eY/s72-c/RHS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035268855513090561.post-1438242567394644920</id><published>2007-07-12T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:17:07.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee Hee Hee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6Vnkns9X40/RpcYjaXhD5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/d-qLdlQSxa8/s1600-h/100_1407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086561300790710162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6Vnkns9X40/RpcYjaXhD5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/d-qLdlQSxa8/s320/100_1407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay Amanda - you can edit this post (aka delete it completely) if you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if you realized you gave me access to POST here - not just comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you intended that (because you know I have all the way awesome pix), then great!  Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not... you can change it again and I'll just post comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad you have a blog :)  Wheeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035268855513090561-1438242567394644920?l=gas-amanda411.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/1438242567394644920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5035268855513090561&amp;postID=1438242567394644920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/1438242567394644920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/1438242567394644920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/2007/07/hee-hee-hee.html' title='Hee Hee Hee'/><author><name>Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08828922734405535654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y6Vnkns9X40/SE8cictpRUI/AAAAAAAABQ0/TV3RVdg0lhQ/S220/100_6707.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6Vnkns9X40/RpcYjaXhD5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/d-qLdlQSxa8/s72-c/100_1407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035268855513090561.post-4706934885931426008</id><published>2007-07-12T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T22:03:49.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpcHO-akHLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-oWiu5qWLVk/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpcHO-akHLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-oWiu5qWLVk/s320/Picture+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086542257992244402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling for me started as a fun thing to do, but as I got more into it I became intrigued. Bowling has a precise and accurate way to get results that are (X) excellent. I bowl for the RHS bowling team. I have been on the varsity girls team for 3 years and I am planing to go for my 4th year on the V team. I am happy this year to be able to win with, my little sister, Whitney. She and I make a strong team that feed off each other. I am planing on bowling with all my heart and soul and can't wait to eat up the competition. JK!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035268855513090561-4706934885931426008?l=gas-amanda411.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/4706934885931426008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5035268855513090561&amp;postID=4706934885931426008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/4706934885931426008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/4706934885931426008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/2007/07/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/RpcHO-akHLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-oWiu5qWLVk/s72-c/Picture+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035268855513090561.post-7429349859054877346</id><published>2007-07-12T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T17:15:15.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are all Screwed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpbui-akHHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nEVLpoNoQ_k/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086515113798933618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpbui-akHHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nEVLpoNoQ_k/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. R has decided that he will resign from RHS. It was a very difficult decision on his part. He was offered a job teaching applied clarinet at his alma mater, VanderCook College of Music, back in Chicago. This constitutes an opportunity that he did not foresee, and in reality, it is his dream job. He had to choose between all of the wonderful things that were going on in the Burg, especially with the band, and what may be a once in a lifetime opportunity to live, teach, and perform in his hometown. I am happy for him, but at the same time I am angry. We had to work so hard to get adjusted to his style and now we have to do it again. Everyone is hurt, but happy to support him in his very hard decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5035268855513090561-7429349859054877346?l=gas-amanda411.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/feeds/7429349859054877346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5035268855513090561&amp;postID=7429349859054877346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/7429349859054877346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5035268855513090561/posts/default/7429349859054877346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gas-amanda411.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-are-all-screwed.html' title='We are all Screwed'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4NgcG0OfRfE/Rpbui-akHHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nEVLpoNoQ_k/s72-c/11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
