<?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-33347409</id><updated>2011-07-30T11:35:12.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks Princess</title><subtitle type='html'>The journal of a world famous author in training!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33347409.post-3653440768901809193</id><published>2010-01-04T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:51:14.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (Late) New Year!</title><content type='html'>I'm not making resolutions this year because I'm going to break them anyways, so there's really no point in making them in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished all 14 or 15 of my new books from Half-Price Books in about 2 days. I went to Barnes and Noble the other night and got a new book and finished it before it was time for bed. So now I want more books, and Mom keeps saying that I need to pace myself. Honestly, that *was* me pacing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy&lt;br /&gt;An extra guitar for Guitar Hero&lt;br /&gt;Books&lt;br /&gt;A magnifying glass&lt;br /&gt;Some UFC DVDs&lt;br /&gt;Jon and Kate Plus 8, Season 3 on DVD&lt;br /&gt;A coffee cup&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks gift card&lt;br /&gt;Half-Price Books gift card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to go do more schoolwork. Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-3653440768901809193?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/3653440768901809193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=3653440768901809193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3653440768901809193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3653440768901809193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-late-new-year.html' title='Happy (Late) New Year!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-7239284285418457707</id><published>2009-12-30T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:36:25.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert Witty Title Here</title><content type='html'>My birthday, Hanukkah, and Christmas were fun. We didn't take any pictures of us on Christmas and Hanukkah, but we did take some pictures for my birthday party. We mostly just played Guitar Hero and Spore, though we did take some time out to eat, light off fireworks, and open presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3a0cB_0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/qNPKGU7evzQ/s1600-h/IMG_2720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421128247851220802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3a0cB_0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/qNPKGU7evzQ/s320/IMG_2720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't Muse cute wrapped up in his pink Snuggie in his pink car? Good thing he's color blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421128239834157298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3aWknUPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JyzjUinAae8/s320/IMG_2746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ioan's Spore creatures were by far the coolest out of all of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3Z9DCFJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AWpomrMpq_E/s1600-h/IMG_2740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421128232982418578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3Z9DCFJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AWpomrMpq_E/s320/IMG_2740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, my friends totally aren't weird at all. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3ZoaZseI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zxSmTNoljcs/s1600-h/IMG_2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421128227443290594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3ZoaZseI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zxSmTNoljcs/s320/IMG_2702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't pick up on the sarcasm when I asked Mom what to write on the cake and she said "Happy Birthday to me!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3ZGdlB1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/J50BThLOCik/s1600-h/IMG_2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421128218329810770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3ZGdlB1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/J50BThLOCik/s320/IMG_2699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me, Liliana, and Roman playing Guitar Hero. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no New Year's resolutions, and don't plan on having any. That way, I don't have to go through with anything. Besides, I'm lazy. xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I got 14 or 15 books yesterday morning and I've finished about 4 so far. Pace myself? What's that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd write more, but I still have to do logic and OYAN. Thanks for reading!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-7239284285418457707?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/7239284285418457707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=7239284285418457707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7239284285418457707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7239284285418457707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2009/12/insert-witty-title-here.html' title='Insert Witty Title Here'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Szu3a0cB_0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/qNPKGU7evzQ/s72-c/IMG_2720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33347409.post-8198158004049663696</id><published>2009-12-04T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:55:02.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I now have pictures of my purple hair. But now it's fading to pink-ish purple. xD (Shown below, in addition to another picture of my red hair) I'm doing a turquoise-aqua blue color after the purple comes out. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411481748947278306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Sxlx-rqDGeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ww5ju4-MrU4/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411481755467644098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Sxlx_D8n_MI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-ePAa1JVBVU/s320/IMG_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muse was doing schoolwork the other day. I took some pictures. Is he not adorable?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411482922669082482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SxlzDAHIh3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/EB-bRDpwq-M/s320/DSCN5899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411482914432790338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SxlzChbcr0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/B6oRHActlWM/s320/DSCN5904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411482908680042434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SxlzCL_4t8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/ynaWmjoYUPE/s320/DSCN5900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411482899970109954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SxlzBrjRsgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DBhzJkdgGZU/s320/DSCN5903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I have almost no idea what I want for my birthday, Christmas, or Hanukkah. I'm either incredibly picky or I just don't want much. Possibly both. I have no idea what I'm going to make the cake look like. I kind of have a color scheme; blue, purple, and possibly red. Maybe have the cake in the shape of an octagon, perhaps? (UFC for the win!) Probably not, as Mom would freak out, 'cause she hates MMA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd write more, but Julianah and Amanda are on their way. Thanks for reading!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-8198158004049663696?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/8198158004049663696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=8198158004049663696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/8198158004049663696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/8198158004049663696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Sxlx-rqDGeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ww5ju4-MrU4/s72-c/IMG_2063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33347409.post-3292977554750213207</id><published>2009-11-12T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:28:16.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates O' Plenty!</title><content type='html'>I'm now a red belt in Taekwondo. Next is Danbo (Also called black tip or zebra) and then black. Ethan's a brown belt, which is the belt before red. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I basically bleached my hair a while back and then dyed it red, which later turned orange. I dyed it purple again on Tuesday. I would post pictures of the purple hair, but I have none as of yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Svxr1YyOLAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dXKsyVM2dO4/s1600-h/DSCN5654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403312217868086274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Svxr1YyOLAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dXKsyVM2dO4/s320/DSCN5654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403312220329309186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Svxr1h9BdAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oY_w64m_SDs/s320/DSCN5658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Svxr2aAc0dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JX_Z24R6VfA/s1600-h/DSCN5664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403312235376071122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Svxr2aAc0dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JX_Z24R6VfA/s320/DSCN5664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Svxr2L0HmlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wEBIzw2iNdg/s1600-h/DSCN5662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403312231566252626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Svxr2L0HmlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wEBIzw2iNdg/s320/DSCN5662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm now dubbed the "Cake Boss", and I'm the official cake maker and decorator for family and friends. It'll be my first time making a cake for Ethan's birthday for his party. The cake is going to be insanely epic. It's Lord of the Rings themed, which makes it insanely simple. Whatever kind of cake Ethan wants, with black frosting on top, red and yellow sparkle gel for lava, some rice Krispy treats molded to look like a ring, covered in frosting, which will then be covered in yellow fondant with Runes on it. (Edible food markers for the win!) It will say "Happy Birthday, My Precious" on it. Complex? Eh, sort of. Epic? Heck yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403313705874561666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SvxtMACnGoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hVH_isCBlSE/s320/DSCN5691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403313719066656786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SvxtMxL2gBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/KKnbQlF110Q/s320/IMG_1218.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403313716612016930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SvxtMoCnqyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nOei6sk0440/s320/IMG_1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-3292977554750213207?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/3292977554750213207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=3292977554750213207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3292977554750213207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3292977554750213207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2009/11/updates-o-plenty.html' title='Updates O&apos; Plenty!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/Svxr1YyOLAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dXKsyVM2dO4/s72-c/DSCN5654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33347409.post-5484966500316318315</id><published>2009-07-08T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:22:56.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't believe everything you read!</title><content type='html'>So, I was going on the boards on Neopets, and saw a board titled "Finally Critical Information About CGers?" (CGers=Cookie Grabbers) Hmm. Somewhat interesting. By this point, cookie grabbing is not new on Neopets by any means, and it is somewhat tedious to see all of the boards about it. Though, it admittedly caught my interest. I clicked, and saw a post that said that the cookie grabbers have also been taking bank account info. Shortly after, I saw a reply from another person saying that was what Fox News was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another person posted that they thought it would only get worse, because now even more hackers knew about the security hole in the site. Kreepyjess (Jessica) replied to that particular post, saying "Posting scams about getting 'free paintbrushes if you go here' and redirecting people to an off-site link with malicious coding is NOT a security hole in the site. It's a security hole in the head of anyone who falls for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,530684,00.html?test=latestnews"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,530684,00.html?test=latestnews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nearly half of players are between the ages of 8 and 12, although some are as young as 6, and they communicate with each other while at play."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only communicate with other players if you are 13 or above, or if a parent has sent in the parental permission form. Or of course, if you lie about your age, which is what a lot of kids do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They're sent a seemingly innocuous e-mail or private message on the Neopets bulletin boards telling them about a secret Web site that will let them make their own magic paintbrushes — without having to spend precious points for them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot give out your e-mail on Neopets. However, you can send a person a Neomail. (Which are moderated and filtered) Nothing on the Neoboards is private, and it's not necessarily a "secret website" that gives you free stuff. There are lots of cookie grabbing scams, including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Luring people to your shop with easy to sell items at a much lower price than they are worth. Some have found coding loopholes which makes it so that buying the item is impossible, but you are still cookie grabbed. These generally hit Premium users more, but anyone who visits shops like those can be cookie grabbed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Putting cookie grabbers into a fake reply box on a Neoboard. Buying a Neoboard Pen at the Neocash Mall, which gives you the option of another font to use and more space to type, so it will appear that the reply box is part of their font. They are generally veered to the left, therefore cutting off parts of the left-hand side. If you have Neoboard pens, you won't be able to see the option to use them, which makes it easy to spot that it is not legit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fake Tarla links. Every few days or so, there is an Ixi named Tarla who gives out free items. People have been faking Tarla links and posting the fake links, which truly links to a cookie grabber, and not Tarla. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;User look-ups, pet look-ups, petpages, galleries, shops, guilds, etc. Basically anywhere you can input your own coding, scammers can and have put cookie grabbers in those places.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neomails. As far as I know, people have not been able to directly put cookie grabbers in Neomails, but they can and will Neomail links to people with cookie grabbers on the pages.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please not that these are only the most common ways that people have been cookie grabbed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Passwords to banking sites, account information, Social Security and credit card numbers all become fair game."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Correct me if I'm wrong, but can't a cookie grabber only grab the cookies from the site you're on when you're cookie grabbed? For example, say you're playing Neopets. You see a really good snipe on a codestone, and click on the link to buy it. You click and click, but it won't let you buy it, but it's still there. Within minutes, your Neopoints, pets, and items are all gone, your password is changed, as well as your e-mail address which is what you need to retrieve a lost password. A little bit later, your account is frozen. Do they only get your cookies from Neopets, or all of your cookies stored in your browser?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"While social networking sites such as MySpace, Facebook and Neopets spell out conditions against such practices and publicly warn users of the potential threats of infiltration, it's really up the user"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Neopets is not a social networking site, and the staff does not inform users of the cookie grabbing scams. Users inform other users.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just my 2 Neopoints. =) (Err, cents) Thank you for reading and putting up with my ranting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, could anyone besides me tell that the person who wrote the Fox News article obviously didn't play?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-5484966500316318315?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/5484966500316318315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=5484966500316318315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/5484966500316318315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/5484966500316318315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-believe-everything-you-read.html' title='Don&apos;t believe everything you read!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-6074428587742879037</id><published>2009-06-25T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:11:32.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Tangents</title><content type='html'>I now have 2 versions of Guitar Hero for the DS; Guitar Hero On Tour and Guitar Hero On Tour Decades. I like a lot of the songs on both versions, so it makes it hard when I'm trying to decide which version to play! xD I think there's an option to share songs on Decades, but I'm far too lazy to do that, and I'd need to borrow either Ethan or Abby's DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan's going to watch his friend Nathan's hamster while he and his family are on vacation in Europe. He's so excited, it doesn't even seem natural. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to save up for an iTouch/laptop/both. However, if I'm actually going to get even just an iTouch, Mom will have to cut me off of Starbucks and Half-Price Books. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando chewed up my Apple earbuds, and they are now being held together with tape, so I call them my ghetto buds. xD I need a pair of Skull Candy earbuds. Furthermore, that way I can compare those to Gumy earbuds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So You Think You Can Dance is on tonight, so I'm pretty excited for that. I can't wait to see who goes home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can practically see your eyes glazing over, so I'll stop blabbing now. xD Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-6074428587742879037?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/6074428587742879037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=6074428587742879037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6074428587742879037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6074428587742879037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-tangents.html' title='Random Tangents'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-1324310551377865844</id><published>2009-06-01T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:35:11.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Laugh, You Lose!</title><content type='html'>If you laugh in any way, shape, or form while reading any of this, copy and paste this post to your blog, and at the bottom, type the next number (Starting at 1, obviously) and your first name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newspaper headlines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash, Expert Says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police Begin Campaign to Run Down Jaywalkers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miners Refuse to Work after Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War Dims Hope for Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Strike Isn't Settled Quickly, It May Last Awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold Wave Linked to Temperatures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Study of Obesity Looks for Larger Test Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronaut Takes Blame for Gas in Spacecraft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids Make Nutritious Snacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He doesn't seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy whips out his cell phone and calls the emergency services. He gasps "My friend is dead! What can I do?" The operator says "Calm down, I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead." There is a silence, and then a shot is heard. Back on the phone, the guy says "Okay, now what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A duck walks into a toy store. He goes up to the cashier and asks, "Do you have any bread?" The cashier tells him, "No, sorry," so the duck leaves. The next day, the duck comes back. "Do you have any bread?" he asks. "No," said the cashier. The duck leaves, but he returns the next day. "Do you have any bread?" he asks. "No!" said the cashier. "This is a toy store! We don't sell bread!" The duck leaves, and the cashier thinks she's gotten rid of him. However, the next day he comes back and asks the cashier, "Do you have any bread?" The cashier became extremely angry. "Listen," she said, "If you come back in here one more time asking me that, I'll nail your beak shut!" She pushes the duck out the door. The next day, the duck comes back and walks up the cashier. "Do you have any nails?" he asks. "No," said the cashier. "Good, then do you have any bread then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Phillips, an elderly man from Meridian, Mississippi, was going up to bed, when his wife told him that he'd left the light on in the garden shed, which she could see from the bedroom window. George opened the back door to go turn off the light, but saw that there were people in the shed stealing things. He phoned the police, who asked “Is someone in your house?” He said “No.” Then they said “All patrols were busy. You should lock your doors and an officer will be along when one is available.” George said, “Okay.” He hung up the phone and counted to 30. Then he phoned the police again. “Hello, I just called you a few seconds ago because there were people stealing things from my shed. Well, you don't have to worry about them now because I just shot them.” and he hung up.Within five minutes, six police cars, a SWAT team, a helicopter, two fire trucks, a paramedic, and an ambulance showed up at the Phillips' residence, and caught the burglars red-handed. One of the policemen said to George, “I thought you said that you'd shot them!”&lt;br /&gt;George said “I thought you said there was nobody available!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother took her 3-year-old daughter to church for the first time. The church lights were lowered, and then the choir came down the aisle, carrying lighted candles. All was quiet until the little one started to sing in a loud voice, "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nursery school teacher was delivering a station wagon full of kids home one day when a fire truck zoomed past. Sitting in the front seat of the fire truck was a Dalmatian. The children fell to discussing the dog's duties. "They use him to keep crowds back," said one youngster.&lt;br /&gt;"No," said another, "he's just for good luck."&lt;br /&gt;A third child brought the argument to a close. "They use the dogs," she said firmly, "to find the fire hydrant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do thedishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?" Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white." The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then remembering her mother was an only child, said "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture. "Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say,‘There's Jennifer; she's a lawyer,’ or ‘That's Michael. He's a doctor.’" A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher. She's dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley loves going on websites, and one day, she wanted to sign up for the Disney website. Ashley's mom noticed her Disney password was "MickeyMinnieGoofyPluto," and asked why it was so long. "Because," Ashley explained, "they said it has to have at least four characters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother decided that 10-year-old Susie should get something practical for her birthday. "Suppose we open a savings account for you?" she suggested. Susie was delighted. "It's your account, darling," Susie's mother said, "so you fill out the application." Susie was doing fine until she came to the space for "Name of your former bank". With just a slight hesitation, she put down "Piggy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother and her young son returned from the grocery store and began putting away the groceries. The boy opened the box of animal crackers and spread them all over the table. "What are you doing?" his mother asked. "The box says you can't eat them if the seal is broken," the boy explained. "I'm looking for the seal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two small boys were overheard talking at the zoo one day. "My name is Billy. What's yours?" asked the first boy.&lt;br /&gt;"Tommy," replied the second.&lt;br /&gt;"My Daddy's an accountant. What does your Daddy do for a living?" asked Billy.&lt;br /&gt;Tommy replied, "My Daddy's a lawyer."&lt;br /&gt;"Honest?" asked Billy.&lt;br /&gt;"No, just the regular kind," replied Tommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson were going camping. They pitched their tent under the stars and went to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night Holmes woke Watson up and said "Watson, look up at the stars and tell me, what do you see?"&lt;br /&gt;Watson replied "I see millions and millions of stars."&lt;br /&gt;Holmes said "And what do you deduce from that?"&lt;br /&gt;Watson replied "Well, if there are millions of stars, and if even a few of those have planets, it's quite likely there are some planets like Earth out there. And if there are a few planets like Earth out there, there might also be life."&lt;br /&gt;And Holmes said "Watson, you idiot, it means that somebody stole our tent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boss wondered why one of his most valued employees was absent but had not phoned in sick one day. Needing to have an urgent problem with one of the main computers resolved, he dialed the employee's home and was greeted with a child's whisper. “Hello?”&lt;br /&gt;“Is your daddy home?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” whispered the small voice.&lt;br /&gt;“May I talk with him?”&lt;br /&gt;The child whispered, “No.”&lt;br /&gt;Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked “Is your Mommy there?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;“May I talk with her?”&lt;br /&gt;Again the small voice whispered, “No.” Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, “Is anybody else there?” “Yes,” whispered the child, “a policeman.”&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, “May I speak with the policeman?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, he's busy,” whispered the child.&lt;br /&gt;“Busy doing what?”&lt;br /&gt;“Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the fireman,” the child whispered.&lt;br /&gt;Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, “What is that noise?”&lt;br /&gt;“A helicopter,” answered the whispering voice.&lt;br /&gt;“What is going on there?” demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive. Again, whispering, the child answered, “The search team just landed a helicopter.”Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, “What are they searching for?”&lt;br /&gt;Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle.... “ME!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young girl calls her friend, who happens to be a boy, to come over because she is having trouble with a jigsaw puzzle.He gets to her house and finds the puzzle she is working on and looks at the box and lets out a long sigh and says, "Honey, the puzzle will never look like this rooster. Now let's put the corn flakes back in the box and let's watch a movie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Maria, go to the map and find North America.&lt;br /&gt;Maria: Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Correct. Now class, who discovered America?&lt;br /&gt;Class: Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor? John: You told me to do it without using tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?&lt;br /&gt;Donald: H I J K L M N O.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Donald: Yesterday you said it's H to O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Millie, give me a sentence starting with “I.”&lt;br /&gt;Millie: I is...&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: No, Millie..... Always say, “I am.”&lt;br /&gt;Millie: All right...”I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Clyde, your composition on “My Dog” is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?&lt;br /&gt;Clyde: No, sir. It's the same dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?&lt;br /&gt;Simon: No sir, I don't have to; my mom is a good cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?&lt;br /&gt;Glen: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Lenny, how do you spell 'crocodile?' Lenny: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: No, that's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Lenny: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Winnie: Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a visit to the mental asylum, a man asked the director how they determine whether or not a patient should be institutionalized. "Well," said the director, "we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the bathtub."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I understand," the man said. "A normal person would use the bucket because it's bigger than the spoon or the teacup."&lt;br /&gt;"No," said the director, "A normal person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any law enacted with more than fifty words contains at least one loophole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil is live spelled backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God must love stupid people, he made so many of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all else fails, read the instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Push" is the force exerted upon the door marked "Pull".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What some people lack in intelligence, they make up in stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a difference between an open mind and a hole in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light at the end of the tunnel could turn out to be the headlight of an oncoming train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A watched pot never boils, unless you light the gas under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your parents don't have kids, odds are you won't either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity kills more mice than cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the whales. Collect the whole set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, you have different fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you believe in psycho kinesis?...Raise my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...So what's the speed of dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens if you get scared half to death twice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do psychics have to ask you for your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, if the world didn't suck, we would all fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light travels faster than sound. That is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't like a box of chocolates; it's more like a jar of jalapenos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repetition is a sign of stupidity. Repetition is a sign of stupidity. Repetition is a sign of stupidity. Repetition is a sign of stupidity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decent pen: $2.99&lt;br /&gt;Package of lined paper: $0.99&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you have homework and "forgetting" about it: Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a mission to save the world. (I can't believe they trusted me with this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror, mirror on the wall, what the heck happened!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress is when you wake up screaming and you realize you haven’t gone to sleep yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very funny, Scotty. Now beam down my clothes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All men are animals, some just make better pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have enough youth, how about a fountain of SMART?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t talk to your cat about catnip, who will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is born right handed; only the gifted overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm right 90% of the time, so why worry about the other 12%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too gullible? We can cure you! Send $1,000 to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog thinks I'm crazy. I'll be back when I'm done arguing with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamed I ate a ten-pound marshmallow, and when I woke up the pillow was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call it PMS because mad cow disease was already taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work for God; the retirement benefits are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world needs messy people; otherwise the neat people would take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my face; I might need an alibi later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dorothy,&lt;br /&gt;Hate Oz, took the shoes. Find your own way home.&lt;br /&gt;-Toto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took an IQ test...The results were negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 most common elements in the universe are hydrogen and stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make something idiot proof and someone will make a better idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few women admit their age, fewer men act it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate: Catnip for the feminine world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are only alive because it is illegal to shoot them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not paranoid, just terribly, terribly alert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cubicle is just a padded cell without a door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you do a good deed, get a receipt, in case heaven is like the IRS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brake for...Wait... AAAH! NO BRAKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I'm a TOTAL GENIUS…Then I realize I've already seen this episode of Jeopardy!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have half a mind to kill you and the other half agreeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that "Home is where the heart is," so I will always have the excuse that I forgot something at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste my time; I like to do that myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends come and bail you out of jail, but best friends are sitting right there next to you saying "I can’t believe we got caught!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason people get lost in thought is because it's unfamiliar territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's a will, I want to be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it good if a vacuum really sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure is not an option; it comes bundled with Macintosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumber people think I am, the more surprised they're going to be when I kill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Fed Ex and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's zero degrees outside today and it's supposed to be twice as cold tomorrow, how cold is it going to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If two wrongs don't make a right, then how come two negatives make apositive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t like the way I drive, get off the sidewalk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear IRS,&lt;br /&gt;Please cancel my subscription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to hide the bodies of the people I had to kill because they annoyed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the left side of your brain controls the right side of your body, then only left handed people are in their right mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If two wrongs don't make a right, try three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said nothing is impossible never tried slamming a revolving door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is what you get from reading the small print. Experience is what you get from not reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite pleasant until I'm awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If con is the opposite of pro, what's the opposite of progress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, 1 in 5 people in the world are Chinese. And there are 5 people in my family, so it must be one of them. It's either my mum or my dad. Or my older brother Colin. Or my younger brother Ho-Chan-Chu. But I think it's Colin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're stressed out when you can hear mimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you should go to sleep when the sheep you’re counting start to hit the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a good example of why some animals eat their young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nobody’s perfect I must be nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that there is no I in team...But there is a “me” in there, if you jumble it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a test, and I didn't take very good notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to understand how a cemetery raised its burial cost and blamed it on the cost of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A penny saved is a government overlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed that the people who are late are often so much jollier than the people who have to wait for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is money, money is the root of all evil, and knowledge is power. Therefore, procrastination is the key to world peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ignorance is bliss, I'm the happiest person you'll ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a complete idiot; some parts are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't follow in my footsteps; I walk into walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes one tree to make 10,000 matches, but one match to burn 10,000 trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My imaginary friend thinks you have some serious problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next best thing to being clever is being able to quote someone who is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know a lot, but I do know that a lot is two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between a Canadian and a comedian is that the comedian gets paid for looking funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a wonderful day before I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a Mac to avoid viruses is like driving through the forest to avoid traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do sheep count when they can't get to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you call a male ladybug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we park on a drive-way and drive on a parkway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the first 6 UP's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do clowns wear really big socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the hokey pokey really is what it's all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When dog food is new and improved tasting, who tests it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where in the nursery rhyme does it say Humpty Dumpty is an egg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do they get the "Keep off the Grass" sign on the grass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do they get a deer to cross at that yellow road sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a fly has no wings would you call him a walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do fat chance and slim chance mean the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do hot dogs come ten to a package and hot dog buns only eight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do the signs that say "Slow Children" have a picture of a running child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you park in a driveway and drive on a parkway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't phonetic spelled the way it sounds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there interstate highways in Hawaii?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there flotation devices under plane seats instead of parachutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are cigarettes sold in gas stations when smoking is prohibited there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever imagined a world with no hypothetical situations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the guy who drives the snowplow get to work in the mornings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 7-11 is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, why are there locks on the doors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a cow laughed, would milk come out her nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing ever sticks to TEFLON, how do they make TEFLON stick to the pan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long has cake been around? The moment it comes out of the oven, it’s new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Sting retired, would he be Stung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can there be self-help "groups"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you put a sheet over your head for Halloween, are you a ghost or a mattress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did Webster look up the definitions when he wrote the dictionary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come wrong numbers are never busy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know when you've run out of invisible ink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do flammable and inflammable mean the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we say something is out of whack? What is whack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we say a “pair of pants” when only one article of clothing is involved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If olive oil comes from olives, does baby oil come from babies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people with closed minds always open their mouths?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-1324310551377865844?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/1324310551377865844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=1324310551377865844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1324310551377865844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1324310551377865844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-laugh-you-lose.html' title='You Laugh, You Lose!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-6123849406135625702</id><published>2009-06-01T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:42:10.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update, as of June 1st, 2009</title><content type='html'>We got a new dog! He's a black and white long-haired Chihuahua. Mom named him Fernando Knightley Opper, Esquire. His nickname is Muse. He looks like a drowned rat when he's wet. xD He likes to play fetch, snuggle with me, hog my computer chair, attempt to escape out the front door, and chew on Abby's toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SiQOO4Y-XgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GIfMpFGuLa4/s1600-h/IMG_7976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342410706786344450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SiQOO4Y-XgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GIfMpFGuLa4/s320/IMG_7976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SiQOOt8xvKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yIuk_EZ-0Bs/s1600-h/DSCN3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342410703983721634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SiQOOt8xvKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yIuk_EZ-0Bs/s320/DSCN3204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm now a brown belt in Taekwondo. =) Ethan's still a blue belt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once I get off my lazy butt, I'll post pictures of some of my more recent artwork. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for reading! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Sierra&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-6123849406135625702?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/6123849406135625702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=6123849406135625702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6123849406135625702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6123849406135625702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-as-of-june-1st-2009.html' title='Update, as of June 1st, 2009'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SiQOO4Y-XgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GIfMpFGuLa4/s72-c/IMG_7976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33347409.post-9073759683737514685</id><published>2008-12-31T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:30:39.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year's Eve, everyone! =)</title><content type='html'>My resolutions for 2009: To buy a new laptop. I'm only $82.08 away. =) (Including tax) I'd also like to earn 10 million Neopoints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My physical growth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My feet are now WAY bigger than Mom's. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My biggest shoe is a size 10 and my smallest is a size 8. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm now 5'1". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What I've learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taekwondo moves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to spell pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to distract my opponent while playing baseball in Wii Sports&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to lose patience when using my left hand while drawing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not good at dancing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get really nervous when I have to sing in video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My achievements: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got my yellow, green, and blue belts, in that order&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can grab my ankle and lift my leg above my head, which is easier with my left, for some reason&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ability to make weird noises with my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all I can think of. xD I tag whoever's reading this. (If you're reading this, post all of your resolutions, achievements, etc.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-9073759683737514685?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/9073759683737514685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=9073759683737514685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/9073759683737514685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/9073759683737514685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-years-eve-everyone.html' title='Happy New Year&apos;s Eve, everyone! =)'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-5996728438506999263</id><published>2008-12-27T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T17:01:32.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I am now a blue belt in Taekwondo! =D Ethan's a green belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a Wii for Hanukkah! =D Ethan's addicted. xD Abby got Littlest Pet Shop, Ethan got 2 Star Wars games, and I got High School Musical 3, Senior Year: Dance! for the Wii. Abby got me earrings, and Ethan got me a Faerie Ixi plushie. (It's a Neopet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially a teenager, as of December 7th. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SVbO1g0YAVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bON68UEAkN8/s1600-h/IMG_4853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284638631503855954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SVbO1g0YAVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bON68UEAkN8/s200/IMG_4853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Deborah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SVbO1Rjd3pI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tS19UoR9I9s/s1600-h/IMG_4898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284638627406405266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SVbO1Rjd3pI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tS19UoR9I9s/s200/IMG_4898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Julianah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SVbO0tvPkKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fCC-uQHurwU/s1600-h/IMG_4848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284638617792123042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SVbO0tvPkKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fCC-uQHurwU/s200/IMG_4848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                          Liliana&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm still a DJ for MNR/TMSR, and our forums have been updated; we're now The Midnight Community. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-5996728438506999263?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/5996728438506999263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=5996728438506999263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/5996728438506999263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/5996728438506999263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bpcx_A-21Mk/SVbO1g0YAVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bON68UEAkN8/s72-c/IMG_4853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33347409.post-2256832185665411714</id><published>2008-09-16T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:20:07.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MNR</title><content type='html'>I am an official DJ for MNR! Go to midnightneo.com, click on Radio, and then click on Schedule to see when I'm on. I go by Sierra, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, MNR stands for Midnight Neo Radio. However, it will soon be changed to TwinMidnightSkies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-2256832185665411714?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/2256832185665411714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=2256832185665411714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2256832185665411714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2256832185665411714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/09/mnr.html' title='MNR'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-4512685624159312525</id><published>2008-06-03T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:12:17.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stop hopping!</title><content type='html'>I got a Bazooka Pogo Stick from the Awana Store when I was 8. I was only about 45 lbs. then, and the minimum weight limit was 55 lbs., so my record was 4 hops off the ground. I got bored a few days ago and pulled it out of the garage. My record then became 6, and it kept rising try after try. My record is 1,504 as of yesterday. I'll be trying again soon in the garage for another record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am NOT going for the world record. The record is 177,737, over a span of 20 hours and 20 minutes. But if I raise my score by 2,000 bounces every day over 365 days, I will have crushed the record. But that's highly unlikely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-4512685624159312525?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/4512685624159312525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=4512685624159312525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4512685624159312525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4512685624159312525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/06/cant-stop-hopping_03.html' title='Can&apos;t stop hopping!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-2955965257579416988</id><published>2008-05-15T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T12:40:20.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I cleaned out my room, and re-arranged the stuff on a couple of shelves. I now have a shelf just for my trophies. (Which took a LOT of re-organization)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allycat now calls me by name! (Sort of...She calls me Ra ra, Bear Bear, and Mommy) But we're working on Sierra. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 9 more songs off of iTunes, which brings the total of songs on my iPod to...*Drumroll* 278 songs, which leaves me with less than 50 MB left of space. (For all of you who aren't computer savvy; not a lot of space left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now need to buy a new binder for my drawings, as it is totally full. (Which hasn't stopped me from drawing more pictures, though. *Ahem!*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is now making us wash our bedding once a week. :K (Ugh...) Now, for most people, that isn't necessarily a bad thing, but I'm on the top bunk, and I like to tuck all the blankets and sheets in like a package. (I don't know why; I just do. Maybe it's some psychological thing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: Neopets related news ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten 3 (!!!) new avatars in the past week or so, which makes it a total of 227 so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Bronze on Better Than You, thanks to the release of 5 new Wingoball levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently transferred a new pet over. She's a Green Kougra. Her name is YonicaBabyyeah, after one of the main characters in Hilary Duff's new movie. I plan to paint her Shadow as soon as I get the NP, and save up my real life money to buy some NC, so I can buy her a background and the Dark Princess Superpack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-2955965257579416988?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/2955965257579416988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=2955965257579416988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2955965257579416988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2955965257579416988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-3307539143508348720</id><published>2008-04-23T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T12:12:20.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Dances*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why am I dancing? Well, to make it easy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...I FINISHED 6TH GRADE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And almost 4 weeks early, I might add. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-3307539143508348720?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/3307539143508348720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=3307539143508348720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3307539143508348720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3307539143508348720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/04/dances.html' title='*Dances*'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-2652951814402012703</id><published>2008-04-01T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T12:25:57.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 x 7's</title><content type='html'>7 Things I’d like to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Become a best selling author&lt;br /&gt;2. Become a millionaire&lt;br /&gt;3. Own a Pomeranian or Yorkie&lt;br /&gt;4. Write good haikus about nature&lt;br /&gt;5. Get all the answers right on the English section of my yearly CATs.&lt;br /&gt;6. Convince Dad to make a higher fence so I can't lose my soccer and kick balls as easily&lt;br /&gt;7. Go to a Hannah Montana or Vanessa Hudgens concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that I cannot do well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Just about any kind of math&lt;br /&gt;2. Shut up when instructed&lt;br /&gt;3. Listen to music without lip synching all of the words&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish stories that I think about writing in my head&lt;br /&gt;5. Making jewelery&lt;br /&gt;6. Memorize anything that has to do with science or math.&lt;br /&gt;7. Save my money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Favorite Movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. High School Musical 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;2. The Parent Trap (Lindsay Lohan version)&lt;br /&gt;3. Pirates of the Caribbean 1, 2, and 3&lt;br /&gt;4. Quints&lt;br /&gt;5. The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;6. The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;7. Selena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things that I say often:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "You either hush up, or I smack you with a pencil; take your pick."&lt;br /&gt;2. "I haven't met my limit on the computer today."&lt;br /&gt;3. "Abby, your dog is an idiot."&lt;br /&gt;4. "Dad/Mom, can I hop the fence? I lost my kick/soccer ball again."&lt;br /&gt;5. "Cassie, you smell worse than rotting sushi."&lt;br /&gt;6. "Mom, can you grade my assignments?"&lt;br /&gt;7. Anything about Neopets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Favorite Books and Authors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Bible, by God&lt;br /&gt;2. Both Avalon series, by Rachel Roberts&lt;br /&gt;3. The Dear Dumb Diary series&lt;br /&gt;4. The Amazing Days of Abby Hayes series&lt;br /&gt;5. Holes, by Louis Sachar&lt;br /&gt;6. Spring Pearl: The Last Flower, by Lawrence Yep&lt;br /&gt;7. Kazunomiya: Prisoner of Heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-2652951814402012703?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/2652951814402012703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=2652951814402012703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2652951814402012703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2652951814402012703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/04/7-x-7s.html' title='7 x 7&apos;s'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-133787799572265695</id><published>2008-03-25T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T12:13:54.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>5 things you can't live without under $5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lipgloss&lt;br /&gt;2. My notebook&lt;br /&gt;3. My colored pencils&lt;br /&gt;4. My iPod (I know this is  more than $5.00, but I couldn't think of anything else)&lt;br /&gt;5. Starbucks frappuccinos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Favorite movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. High School Musical 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;2. Over the Hedge&lt;br /&gt;3. Parent Trap (Lindsay Lohan version)&lt;br /&gt;4. Pirates of the Caribbean 1, 2, and 3&lt;br /&gt;5. Battle of the Bands (Naked Brother's Band)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Baby Names you LOVE but won't use:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kara&lt;br /&gt;2. Adrianna&lt;br /&gt;3. Lilly&lt;br /&gt;4. Miranda&lt;br /&gt;5. Keiko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 songs you could hear over and over again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave It All to Me, by Miranda Cosgrove&lt;br /&gt;2. Bidi Bidi Bom Bom, by Selena&lt;br /&gt;3. (There's Gotta Be) More to Life, by Stacie Orrico&lt;br /&gt;4. Let Go, by Vanessa Hudgens&lt;br /&gt;5. Rock Star, by Hannah Montana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 People who influenced your life in a positive way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom&lt;br /&gt;3. Dad&lt;br /&gt;4. Grandparents&lt;br /&gt;5. All of my aunts and uncles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things that stay in your purse at all times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Make-up&lt;br /&gt;2. My Happy Bunny notebook&lt;br /&gt;3. Pens&lt;br /&gt;4. Lots of change that I hardly ever use&lt;br /&gt;5. My Gameboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Moments that you knew changed you forever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Deaths of family members&lt;br /&gt;2. Meeting Ethan and Abby for the first time&lt;br /&gt;3. Accepting God into my life&lt;br /&gt;4. Having a Starbucks frappuccino&lt;br /&gt;5. Baby-sitting Alison, Baby Ethan, Kelvie, Caleb, and Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Obsessions you have right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;2. The babies&lt;br /&gt;3. Neopets&lt;br /&gt;4. My iPod&lt;br /&gt;5. Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Places you would really like to go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Somewhere sunny and warm....&lt;br /&gt;2. The mall with a few million bucks&lt;br /&gt;3. Gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;4. Inside one of my drawings&lt;br /&gt;5. Shenkuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 People you would love to see their top 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of anybody else who has a blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-133787799572265695?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/133787799572265695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=133787799572265695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/133787799572265695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/133787799572265695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-1371266498442033586</id><published>2008-03-07T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:50:40.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I am a Starbucks addict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. My hands and wrists are bigger than Mom's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I am also a Neopets addict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. I have more friends on Neopets than I do in real life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. I have really weird inside/running jokes with my friends on Neopets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. I love writing stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. If I have nothing between my teeth, I can make a really weird noise that bugs the crud out of Mom and Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. I have a strong belief in not practicing anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. After all, practice makes perfect, and nobody's perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Or I'm just lazy. *Shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. I believe that boring books were merely written to torture me when I have to read books in English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. "My" baby, Alison, hates it when I even look at another baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. No joke. If I do, she slaps me, and motions for me to pick her up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. I know some basic HTML, but CSS is over my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. I also know how to make graphics in Microsoft Paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. Photoshop is over my head, as it is very complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. All but 4 of my Neopets weigh more than I do. (I have about 8, but I don't feed 4 of them a lot, as they're on my side account)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. I have 530 songs in my iTunes Library (Most of which are Mom's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. I have almost a gigabyte's worth of pictures, album artwork, and music on my iPod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20. I often make up stories at night with Pookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21. Mostly bunny stories, though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22. She also sometimes helps me with my Candy Girl and Monkey Boy stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. Ethan and Abby have a really weird song dedicated to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. I'm about 4"11-4"12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. I only weigh about 75 pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26. I have a habit of piercing my ears every 3 years, ever since I was 6 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27. My favorite books series are "The Amazing Days of Abby Hayes," "Avalon: Quest for Magic," and "Avalon: Web of Magic."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28. My most played song on my iPod is "Bidi Bidi Bom Bom," by Selena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29. I have about 12 pages worth of random facts saved on my computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30. I have 265 songs on my iPod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31. I'd have more, but I'm broke. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32. I'm hoping that my first job is either a monitor on Neopets, or a barista at Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;33. I do NOT get hyper with sugar, caffeine, or Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;34. I can spell the longest word in the English dictionary. (Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;35. My typing speed is 20 WPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;36. My "hunt and peck" speed is more than 50 WPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;37. I have been using the same username and password combo for 3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;38. My feet are the same size (if not bigger) as Mom's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;39. My favorite colors are aqua blue and black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;40. I used to have more than 40 lipglosses. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;41. I know the words to nearly every song my iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;42. I actually have Neopets songs on my iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;43. I also have Neopets folders and notebooks for school and just for writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;44. I have drawings from more than 5 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;45. I hate singing in front of other people, but often sing and hum while I'm alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;46. I have about 5 nationalities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;47. I love creeping Mom out with worms, bugs, gross facts, and the AWESOME snake skin Aunt Desiree sent me about 4 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;48. I'm bad at making lists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;49. I listen to weird music &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;50. I was actually almost happy when I got to learn about the Incas, Mayas, and the Aztecs in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;51. One of my favorite books (that's not in a series) is "You wouldn't want to be an ancient Aztec sacrifice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;52. I love to layer my clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;53. One of my favorite shirts is one that has a monkey eating a banana on it, and the caption? "My brother drives me bananas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;54. I did gymnastics for 10 years, and finally quit last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;55. Mom hates just about all of my music (Especially the Naked Brother's Band, Miranda Cosgrove, and anything by any of the actors and actresses in HSM 1 and 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;56. I am tired of writing this list already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;57. I am very athletic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;58. My favorite sports are kickball, dodgeball, soccer, baseball, and basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;59. I cried when I got my first F in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;60. Mom had a spaz attack when my CAT scores were sent to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;61. I just broke my keyboard holder-upper thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;62. I just fixed my keyboard holder-upper thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;63. I plan to have about 5 dogs when I grow up, all different breeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;64. I loathe every kind of medicine Mom makes me take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;65. Dimetapp is my immortal enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;66. The TV shows "Code Lyoko," "Eebee," and "Little Einsteins" are also enemies of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;67. I have been called a "rip-off artist" by Abby. 0_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;68. I hate writing essays for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;69. Same with reports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;70. That includes book reports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;71. I have more pencils, crayons, markers, and pens than I can count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;72. My brain is turning into mush from writing so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;73. We have some very evil neighbors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;74. I am almost a yellow belt in Taekwondo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;75. I love pulling pranks on my friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;76. My best 3 were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling them it was Pajama Day at Awana&lt;br /&gt;Tying their arms and legs together, then tying it all together&lt;br /&gt;Freezing their bras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. These have all had many different reactions, none of them pretty. (For me, anyways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. I've probably written more than 15 stories over the years, none of them finished or published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. I love to draw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. I like to draw so much that I now need a new folder to keep them protected. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. I LOVE thinking of pranks to pull on people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. I loathe math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. My butt is going numb from writing this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. When I first started playing Neopets, I played for approximately 7-8 hours on any weekday, about 9 hours on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. I am a cheapskate. I refuse to buy a lot of things unless they're on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. I loathe the TRODS plot on Neopets. (I am stuck at the 3 mods. :K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. I have so much makeup, my old make-up bag broke from having so much in it. (And that was just the stuff I use most...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. I have been working on this list for almost 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. I can hop over the baby gate in 2 seconds flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. I can open up a Pack and Play in 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. I get weird when I sit in one place without talking or anything for long periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. I check my Neomail more often than I check my e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. I am a social butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. I can squeeze through the bathroom window fully clothed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. I can get very jumpy when I'm concentrated on something, and a sudden noise startles me. (Like someone speaking, for example)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. I hate brushing my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. I greatly dislike shoe shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. I get looked at funny when I enter Limited Too, for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. I love making up funny quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. I am really happy that I FINALLY finished this list!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy, Mom? I'd tag you back, but I don't think you'll let me. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-1371266498442033586?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/1371266498442033586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=1371266498442033586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1371266498442033586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1371266498442033586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/03/100-things-about-me.html' title='100 things about me'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-6654448134623800217</id><published>2008-02-07T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T11:38:01.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am FINALLY finished with my second quarter of schoolwork! Yay! And if anyone's curious, I have A's in everything except math. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alison and Ethan are learning LOTS of new words! Some of their new words are poop, boo boo, truck, no, fight, and mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have recently gotten addicted to Neopets again, and I have pretty much gone off of Toontown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ethan and I started Taekwondo last month with Mr. Lee. He's very nice, and we have learned the following moves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Axe kick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Side kick (I'm not talking about the cell phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Roundhouse kick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And how to punch correctly. It's super fun, and I can't wait until I get my yellow belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Abby started ballet last month with Mom's old ballet teacher, Ms. Judith Ross. She is loving it, and has already made some new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ciao for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~*Sierra*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-6654448134623800217?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/6654448134623800217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=6654448134623800217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6654448134623800217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6654448134623800217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2008/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-3202429263424137330</id><published>2007-12-25T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:49:54.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>On December 1st, I had the privilege of attending the birthday party of one of my best friends, Liliana Rodriguez. She turned 10, and we had an AWESOME time! We played on her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;, did a talent show, and played outside in her bouncy house and the lovely, glorious, 3-4 inches of SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, it was my turn for a birthday party. I turned 12, and had an AWESOME time. We had a pinata, ghost stories, makeovers, and random, crazy dance parties. (If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anyone's&lt;/span&gt; curious, I didn't fall asleep until 3 AM. Ahem! Moving on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanukkah started on December 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I got a Hannah Montana 2008 calendar, clothes, a gift card to Build a Bear, a 3 disc Selena CD collection, and 4-6 lovely, glorious books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, Christmas is technically celebrated on December 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. However, Ethan, Abby, and I celebrated it on December 21st. I got clothes, a new coat, new gloves, shower gel, Hannah Montana: Music Jam and Cooking Mama for Nintendo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt;, and High School Musical: Sing It! for the PS2, a Hannah Montana blanket, a Hannah Montana pillow, Hannah Montana, Life's What You Make It DVD, and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bedazzler&lt;/span&gt;. Oh yeah, and TONS of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liliana&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Desiree&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Jack&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Nicole (Nicole, if you're reading this, what color is your hair now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;twinsies&lt;/span&gt; are expanding their vocabulary! Alison's new word is "mine." She repeats this all day and sounds like those seagulls in Finding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nemo. She says this when Baby Ethan tries to take her toys. My personal favorite is when she hits him, shake her finger at him, and say "NO NO NO! Mine!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Ethan's new word is "truck." He says this when he hears the garbage truck coming down the street. When he hears this, he RUNS to the window, continually yells "TRUCK!" and throws a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hissy&lt;/span&gt; fit until we pick him up so he can actually *SEE* the garbage truck. (Those blasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rhododendron&lt;/span&gt; bushes get in the way) It's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to go to bed. Ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*Sierra*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-3202429263424137330?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/3202429263424137330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=3202429263424137330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3202429263424137330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3202429263424137330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-235281848788921179</id><published>2007-11-29T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T14:30:39.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-Z Me</title><content type='html'>A is for Avid book reader. A is also for Computer Addict, as Mom and Dad say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is for Babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C is for Creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D is for Partially Deaf, as I tend to not listen to people from time to time. (Ahem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E is for Energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F is for Fwee! (Something I often say when I get excited) F is also for Frappucinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is for "GIVE ME MY BOOK BACK!" Abby likes to put my glasses on and read my books when I'm not in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for Hannah Montana, one of my favorite singers. H is also for Haikus, which I love to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for Inventive. I like to create things like piggybanks out of juice cartons, and snowglobes out of baby food jars. It is also for Israel Calderon, the ADORABLE Yorkie prince!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is for "Just give me Alison, and nobody gets told on!" I often say this to Abby, as she is a bit clingy to Allycat when I'm not in the room. (And occasionally when I'm in the room as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is for KitKats. They are one of my favorite candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for Lemon Gumdrops. YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for Mexican. I'm approximately 3/4 Mexican, Mom says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N is for "NO!" When Abby tells me to kiss our dog on the lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O is my mouth when Baby Ethan finishes half of a grilled cheese sandwich in 2 minutes flat or less!  :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P is for Patience, which I severly lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q is for Question. I am very inquisitve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R is for "&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;eally? I'll alert the news media. Would you prefer Komo 4, King 5, or Q13?" I often say this sarcastically when somebody says something totally obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for Sarcasm, something I tend to use often. S is also for Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is for Tea, which I love to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U is for Ugh! (As in, "gross" Ugh, not "weird" Ugh. Something I say when I see Uggs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for Vermicelli. Vermicelli means "worm" in Italian, and since I like to find earthworms and dissect them, I figured, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W is for "WHOA!" (Something I say just about every time Abby shows me her face after she gives herself a makeover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X is for Xylophone. I love the sound of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is for "YUCK! Do I have to eat these enchiladas?" (Something I ask Mom when she tries to make me eat enchiladas for dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z is for ZING! Which is the sound that Ethan's toy swords make when we duel together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Happy, &lt;a href="http://vivalachai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom&lt;/a&gt;? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-235281848788921179?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/235281848788921179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=235281848788921179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/235281848788921179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/235281848788921179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/11/z-me.html' title='A-Z Me'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33347409.post-813421189720680119</id><published>2007-11-27T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T10:50:04.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn...Yet another not so exciting update</title><content type='html'>My 12th birthday is in 10 days. Yay! Mom's dreading it, (she said it makes her feel old) and I'm anxiously awaiting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Desiree's birthday's also in 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Uncle Anthony's and cousin Nicole's birthday are at the end of December. (The 28th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting straight A's in all subjects except math. (It's my worst and least favorite subject) I have a project due on Friday, so wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an AWESOME new trophy on Neopets earlier. I'm now a Level 8 Games Master.   : )  I'm hoping to get my prizes soon. (Level 8 is as high as you can go) And it only took me 5 days, instead of the allotted 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new LCD flat screen TV. We all love it, and Ethan's excited because we have yet another remote. (What a boy...) The babies love it too! Mostly because the DVD player and VCR are at their height, which gives them 2 new toys to attempt to play with, but still! And what's funny, they know they're not supposed to be playing with them. Baby Ethan was playing with the DVD player today, and Mom comes along and Alison starts shaking her finger at him and saying "no, no, no!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-813421189720680119?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/813421189720680119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=813421189720680119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/813421189720680119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/813421189720680119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/11/yawnyet-another-not-so-exciting-update.html' title='Yawn...Yet another not so exciting update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-4945106220830510837</id><published>2007-09-26T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:49:54.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEK!!!!</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in 16 (!) days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the honor of Chaeli Byrd (Yen Yen) coming to church on Saturday, September 15th! She was decked out all in pink! (Pink flower in her hair, pink dress, pink socks, and pink shoes that squeak when she walks!) Her grandma brought snacks for her, so she didn't get hungry, and I learned that she LOVES Cheerios and string cheese! (You could her her "mmmm!" ing all throughout the church.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are dog-sitting Israel Calderon for 3 weeks! Julianah: Izzy's doing great! He's been eating very well, but he refused to eat his Honey Nut afternoon snack yesterday. (We'll try it again later today) He absolutely loves playing tug-of-war with his pull rope, and wrestling the lamb/sheep away from me when I make it squeak. He said to tell you that he loves you, and that he misses you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, and Mom got a bladder infection yesterday. We went to the walk-in clinic yesterday, got her some medicine, and now she cannot have calcium-enriched foods and beverages, or caffeine, much to her dismay. (I have a feeling she's REALLY going to miss her daily Chai and Pepsi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's pretty much it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*Sierra*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-4945106220830510837?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/4945106220830510837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=4945106220830510837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4945106220830510837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4945106220830510837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/09/eeeek.html' title='EEEEK!!!!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-9065549416737747539</id><published>2007-09-10T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:42:41.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>School started today. Luckily, I only have 6 subjects. They are:&lt;br /&gt;Math&lt;br /&gt;Science&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;Bible&lt;br /&gt;and Spanish. (I'm not taking Health and PE this year) So far, the classes seem okay. (Except for Social Studies. I had to watch 7 (!!) 20 minute long videos. BLEH!) I finished around 12:30 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan, Abby, and I went to a picnic/fair on Saturday! It was at Lynndale park. There were games, bouncy toys, a talent show, and more! (I told 2 jokes at the talent show) One of the bouncy toys was an obstacle course. I won every race, except for 2. (One was a tie, and I lost the other one by 3 inches or so, as they got a head start.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awana started yesterday! Ethan is now in T&amp;T, Abby is still in Sparks, and I am still in T&amp;amp;T. However, it is my last year. :( I'm thinking of being a helper for the Cubbies next year, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-9065549416737747539?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/9065549416737747539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=9065549416737747539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/9065549416737747539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/9065549416737747539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-4223573801671134520</id><published>2007-08-31T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T14:44:51.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Update</title><content type='html'>I added some new music to my blog, and I'll be putting up a new poll soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's going to a Dave Matthews concert at the Gorge today with one of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started watching a new baby, Caleb, last week! He is 3 months old, and very cute. (He cries A LOT, though) I'll put a picture of him up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting soon. :( (BLEH!) It starts on September 10th. Ethan is thrilled, and can't wait to start, while Abby and I are quite the opposite. Ethan will be going into the 3rd grade, Abby'll be going into the 2nd grade, and I'll be going into the 6th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my birthday is more than 3 months away, but I already know have a few ideas for the main things. (The theme, guests, etc.) I'm probably going to either have a Mexican fiesta, or a monkey party. (In terms of food, I'm leaning towards the monkey party, as I'm not fond of much Mexican dinners, such as enchiladas, taquitos, etc. But I do like quesadillas! And I do LOVE Mexican desserts!) I'd like to mix the two somehow, but how do you make a Mexican monkey fiesta?) I want a small party this year. (Only about 6 guests or so) And maybe if Mom lets me, I might be able to have 3 girls sleep over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And that's pretty much it. Ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*Sierra*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-4223573801671134520?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/4223573801671134520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=4223573801671134520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4223573801671134520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4223573801671134520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/08/small-update.html' title='Small Update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-2376674842671621767</id><published>2007-08-04T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T22:17:46.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O_O</title><content type='html'>I was leafing through one of the schoolbooks I'll have to use this year in 6th grade, and I found a couple of sections that were totally 100 percent wrong. *Snicker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one explains how Earth began. (It says that 15 billion years ago, a tiny singularity expanded, and at that moment, which is known as the Big Bang, space, time, and the raw materials of everything were created.)&lt;br /&gt;The second one tells us all about evolution. It also shows pictures of how we supposedly evolved from ape-like animals. (Even I know that's not true, and I'm only 11!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. I know more about some subjects than the text-book does. It just amazes me how my school could even send me something that's totally 100 percent wrong! (Well, on some chapters, anyways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, yi yi. This is going to be a long school year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-2376674842671621767?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/2376674842671621767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=2376674842671621767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2376674842671621767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2376674842671621767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/08/oo.html' title='O_O'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-4959499057143653743</id><published>2007-08-02T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T11:11:51.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Update</title><content type='html'>I now have my own Toontown account! I am currently in the process of switching my Toon from Ethan's account to my new account. (It takes 1-2 days) It should be switched over soon, as I sent the info a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my twins! :( I haven't seen them in almost 3 months. (Their Mom's a school teacher, so we only watch them during the school year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in the process of editing The Adventures of Candy Girl and Monkey Boy, Volume 2, Mr. Healthy's Revenge! I don't know what I'll be selling it for quite yet, but I won't make it too expensive! (Hey, I have to make money off of it somehow, right?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-4959499057143653743?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/4959499057143653743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=4959499057143653743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4959499057143653743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4959499057143653743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-now-have-my-own-toontown-account-i-am.html' title='Mini Update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-7541482789699943263</id><published>2007-06-26T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:27:29.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Candy Girl and Monkey Boy, Volume 1</title><content type='html'>You can download my book, The Adventures of Candy Girl and Monkey Boy, Volume 1, by clicking the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/960125"&gt;http://www.lulu.com/content/960125&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that downloading the book is NOT free; it costs $3.75.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have slightly edited the book, so it's not exactly the same as it was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Patricia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-7541482789699943263?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/7541482789699943263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=7541482789699943263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7541482789699943263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7541482789699943263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/06/adventures-of-candy-girl-and-monkey-boy.html' title='The Adventures of Candy Girl and Monkey Boy, Volume 1'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-4762444530539523386</id><published>2007-06-21T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T14:25:51.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: The next post in Mom's blog will most likely contain TONS of bragging because...</title><content type='html'>I had to take a CAT, (California &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Achievement Test) and my overall grade level was 11.3. (That's the 3rd month in the 11th grade) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;My scores are as follow: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vocabulary: PHS (PHS indicates the approximate score to be expected if a high school graduate completed EXACTLY the same test)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Comprehension: 9.5 (5th month of the 9th grade) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spelling: PHS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Language Mechanics: PHS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Language Expression: PHS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mathematics Computation: 4.8 (8th month of 4th grade)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math Concepts: 7.5 (5th month of 7th grade)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study Skills: 8.1 (1st month of 8th grade)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science: 6.7 (7th month of 6th grade)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Social Studies: 11.0 (11th grade)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not too bad, eh? Mom is SUPER happy, and she started busting a Joe Brogen (don't ask) on the phone when she was telling relatives/close friends about my test results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-4762444530539523386?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/4762444530539523386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=4762444530539523386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4762444530539523386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4762444530539523386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/06/warning-next-post-in-moms-blog-will.html' title='Warning: The next post in Mom&apos;s blog will most likely contain TONS of bragging because...'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33347409.post-5978082414355561280</id><published>2007-06-14T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T13:39:47.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when I thought school was over!</title><content type='html'>I have to do a silly test. And not just any test. It's the California Acheivement Test. It's, quote Mom, "to see where you are in school. You know, if you're above grade level, at grade level, or under grade level."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn. Silly questions+a math test that doesn't let you use calculators=one bored soon-to-be 6th grader!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-5978082414355561280?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/5978082414355561280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=5978082414355561280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/5978082414355561280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/5978082414355561280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-when-i-thought-school-was-over_14.html' title='Just when I thought school was over!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-3801570491921263924</id><published>2007-06-14T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T09:37:07.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby Moment</title><content type='html'>This is one of the funniest Abby Moments yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you do in Math today, Abby?" Dad asked her after she completed her schoolwork for the day, "did you do addition?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," was Abby's reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then what did you do?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pluses!" She declared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this concludes that in Abby-Land, addition and pluses are two totally different things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-3801570491921263924?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/3801570491921263924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=3801570491921263924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3801570491921263924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3801570491921263924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/06/abby-moment_14.html' title='Abby Moment'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-2213456604133442673</id><published>2007-06-08T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T12:35:33.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby Moment</title><content type='html'>And now, what you've all been waiting for! *Drumroll* Another Abby Moment! Please note that this one is similar to another one Mom posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby and I were washing the dishes, (okay, I was washing them, and Abby was drying them, and putting them away) when she suddenly dropped a pan back in the sink. "You missed a lot, Sierra!" she declared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Missed &lt;em&gt;what?&lt;/em&gt;" I asked her, confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THIS!" She exclaimed, pointing to the black, non-stick coating on the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pookie, that doesn't come off." I told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes it does!" She argued. "You're just not scrubbing it hard enough, lazy-butt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ay, yi yi." I muttered under my breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-2213456604133442673?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/2213456604133442673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=2213456604133442673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2213456604133442673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2213456604133442673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/06/abby-moment.html' title='Abby Moment'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-1386327540870465413</id><published>2007-06-08T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T12:30:32.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather, Babysittees, Ballet, and a funny story</title><content type='html'>Today's Friday, and it's supposed to be about 70 degrees today. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel left a while ago, and Kelvin is napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pookie has her first ballet class today! She can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, when Mom told her that we would be getting her ballet slippers after Dad got home, she jumped into Mom's arms, and said "I love you so much!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-1386327540870465413?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/1386327540870465413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=1386327540870465413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1386327540870465413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1386327540870465413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/06/weather-babysittees-ballet-and-funny.html' title='Weather, Babysittees, Ballet, and a funny story'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-8076279627186227318</id><published>2007-06-06T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T16:32:20.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Allycat (Alison) has to have surgery on her eye tomorrow. :( (She has a clogged tear duct) Which means the only twin we'll have tomorrow is Baby Ethan. However, we will still have Kelvin and Rachel. (At least the boys won't have to fight over who gets to nap when, since we only have 2 playpens for them to sleep in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pookie's going to be taking ballet this summer at the local recreation center! She is absolutely thrilled, and is practicing with her Bella Dancerella Ballet Set as I type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and I are going to be taking Tae-Kwon-Do this summer at the same recreation center this summer, but it starts after Pookie's ballet class ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much it for now. Ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*Sierra*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-8076279627186227318?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/8076279627186227318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=8076279627186227318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/8076279627186227318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/8076279627186227318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/06/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-3671777529838311172</id><published>2007-06-01T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T11:29:11.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the blasted government, *Shakes fists at them* kids under 4"9 in Washington to have a booster seat, effective today. And of course, I'm 4"8. By the time I'm 4"9, I'll be driving, for Pete's sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what will adult dwarves do? The average maximum for a booster seat is around 100 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what will kids do when it comes to riding the school bus? It'd be a hassle, (most places are sold out of them) and a lot of money, to buy 2 booster seats per child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, with that being the maximum weight limit for my booster seat, and my butt being the size that it is, I'll probably still fit it by the time I'm around 13 or so. (It's just an estimate, though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought booster seats a few days ago, and we had to go to 4 different stores before we found any! We went to 2 different Walmarts, 1 Target, and finally, 1 Babies R Us. Luckily, we found about 10 of them at Babies R Us. (We didn't buy them all, though! We definitely don't need that many!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, because there were absolutely none at either Walmart, and about 10 at Babies R Us, I made up a few haikus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walmart stinks big time!&lt;br /&gt;We need booster seats right now!&lt;br /&gt;And 'course, they got squat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mega hooray us!&lt;br /&gt;We finally found boosters!&lt;br /&gt;Yay Babies R Us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they aren't exactly the best haikus ever written, but they're not too bad for my first try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much the end of my rant. (For now, anyways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*Sierra*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-3671777529838311172?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/3671777529838311172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=3671777529838311172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3671777529838311172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3671777529838311172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/06/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-4464970393404634628</id><published>2007-05-30T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:21:43.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How many homeschoolers does it take to add a title?</title><content type='html'>It only took 1, though it took that homeschooler 10 months to figure it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was messing around with some of the options, and I found the option to have the title thingy show up, and it was set to "No." *Smacks self* The little things like that can make you feel like such an idiot! Can anyone else relate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-4464970393404634628?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/4464970393404634628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=4464970393404634628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4464970393404634628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4464970393404634628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-many-homeschoolers-does-it-take-to.html' title='How many homeschoolers does it take to add a title?'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-7191347270289594852</id><published>2007-05-30T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:20:25.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bees, weather, Millsberry, you know what, Spanish, 6th grade, and Selena</title><content type='html'>Ay, yi yi! If there wasn't a bee the size of Texas (I kid you not. The sucker was HUGE!) hovering around where I was reading outside, I wouldn't be blogging right now. Hey, I guess they have a purpose besides making honey and stinging humans. But still! I wasn't bugging (no pun intended) it. I highly doubt that I taste that good to bees, and I was just reading, for Pete's sake! Geez. What rude bees. Anyways, just had to vent. But while I'm here, I might as well update ya'll reading out there about what's happening around here lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about 80 degrees outside right now. And despite the fact that it was nearly 70 degrees inside the house last night,, I still wore my usual PJs, (sweatpants, a light top, and a bathrobe. I would have also been wearing my slippers as well, but Mom was washing them. She and Dad think that they reek of rotting meat, sweat, and many other gross things, but I beg to differ.) and I covered up with approximately 5 thick blankets. Hey, what can I say? My body runs cold. However, Abby, on the other hand, wore a nightgown and socks, and covered up with a grand total of 2 blankets. (Lucky...And she didn't even get cold!) Anyways, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got back on &lt;a href="http://millsberry.com"&gt;Millsberry&lt;/a&gt; (similar to Neopets) and it turned out that when I got back from the break I took for a few months, I got really good at most of the games! I spent most the Millsbucks earned from the games furnishing my home. You see, when I got back from my break, I was looking at the high scores to see how many more points I would have to get for a trophy. Well, I came across a few girls in particular that were super rich, (one of them had 34 floors in their house, while I only had 1.) which made me feel cheap. I mean, I had been saving up those Millsbucks for a super long time, and they were created to be spent! So I spoiled my Buddy a bit, (okay, a LOT!) and made her smarter, more fit, bought her more clothes, bought TONS of furniture for my home, helped her get more civics points, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's finally almost June! With school, it still felt like December. (5th grade in a school for gifted kids=BARF!) No quiero saber (Translation: I don't want to know) what Jubilee has in store for me in the 6th grade. Sorry for the Spanish, but I just like writing that! And the fact that it's one of my favorite songs is another reason I'm posting it. (I've played it about 15 times minimum on my iPod Nano alone! That doesn't include my stereo, my iPod Shuffle, or my iTunes library.) However, I've listened to Bidi Bidi Bom Bom 53 times on my Nano alone. *Cough* I've listened to it 52 times in my iTunes library, but I don't know how many times I've listened to it on my Shuffle, or my stereo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to bore every single person reading this, but if you've read it up to this point, it must not be that bad, right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*Sierra*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-7191347270289594852?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/7191347270289594852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=7191347270289594852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7191347270289594852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7191347270289594852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/05/ay-yi-yi-if-there-wasnt-bee-size-of.html' title='Bees, weather, Millsberry, you know what, Spanish, 6th grade, and Selena'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-4396412508055825584</id><published>2007-05-25T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:19:04.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays, e-mail addresses, weather, French Manicures, Pirates, our Cousins, and American Idol</title><content type='html'>I know I don't update my blog very much, but I actually have a few interesting things to write! *Gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Lindsey, turned 13 on Wednesday. However, I slept over at her house on Saturday to celebrate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (FINALLY!) got my cousin's working e-mail address! I know it might not seem like such a big deal to most people, but we haven't contacted each other in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually *gasp* sunny yesterday! And on top of that, it was warm out! YAY! I was thrilled to be able to go outside to read a book on a swing without freezing my butt off! The downside? TONS of bees! And what's worse, there's a HUGE rhodedendron bush outside of my bedroom window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got off my lazy butt and decided to use a manicure kit I got for Easter a few years ago. I gave myself a French manicure. (Only on my thumbs, though. My other nails were too short) It doesn't look too bad, either! Granted, it stank up my room, but still! It can always be aired out. (For those who were wondering, I painted the rest of my nails clear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTC (Pirates of the Caribbean) 3 came out last night! I already know what happens, since I bought the book last Friday, but I still want to see it, despite the lack of humor that the other 2 had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of our cousins, Tyler and Christian might be coming for a visit this summer. We don't know the details yet, but Mom said that it's more than likely that they'll come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I predicted since the auditions, (not kidding) Jordin Sparks won American Idol! Looks like I'll have to save up to buy her upcoming CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that's pretty much it! Bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*Sierra*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-4396412508055825584?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/4396412508055825584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=4396412508055825584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4396412508055825584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4396412508055825584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-know-i-dont-update-my-blog-very-much.html' title='Birthdays, e-mail addresses, weather, French Manicures, Pirates, our Cousins, and American Idol'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-3121497947749513807</id><published>2007-05-21T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:18:04.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol, and you know what</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's the American Idol Finale! It's going to be great! I can't wait to see who wins, because I really like Jordin Sparks, but Blake (Lewis) is a local, so I don't know who I want to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished school on Friday! My final grades are the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science: B+&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies: A&lt;br /&gt;English: A&lt;br /&gt;Bible: A-&lt;br /&gt;Math: B&lt;br /&gt;Health/PE: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad, eh? And now, (this is the best part!) I have absolutely NO MORE schoolwork to do until the next school year! *Dances* Ah, the joys of finishing early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-3121497947749513807?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/3121497947749513807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=3121497947749513807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3121497947749513807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3121497947749513807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/05/tomorrows-american-idol-finale-its.html' title='American Idol, and you know what'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-4522509896331851049</id><published>2007-05-08T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:17:38.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Birthdays, you know what, Paintings I've been working on, iPods, weather, baseball, Kohl's, Spiderman 3, and the Flu</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and Alison! (The Dumo twins) They turned 1 year old on Friday, and their birthday party was on Saturday. Baby Ethan absolutely LOVED his cake, (he tried to stuff the whole piece in his mouth at once!) while Alison ate hers slowly, dainty bite by dainty bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Lindsey, who will be turning 13 on the 23rd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Alex, who will be turning 3 on the 21st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our stupid, but lovable, dog, Cassie. I think she'll be turning 5, if I remember correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finished with 3 subjects for the rest of the school year; Math, English, and Health/PE. Yes, you read that right; FINISHED! My final grades for Math, English, and Health and PE are the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math: B&lt;br /&gt;English: A&lt;br /&gt;Health/PE: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lowest grade so far is a B, which is in Math. (My worst subject!) However, I got an A on my final Math test. It was pretty easy; there were only 21 questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm FINALLY almost done with the painting I've been working on since the day after Easter or so. (I took a break for a few weeks, but still!) It's quite complex, which is why it's taking me so long to finish it. (It's a picture of 3 dolphins jumping out of the water at a beach) The water took me a SUPER long time to finish. I'm about halfway done with the dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my iPod Nano replaced in late April! (The battery was being used up WAY too fast, and I could only play about 6-12 songs before the battery died!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually been *gasp* SUNNY for 5 days in a row! It was about 70 degrees on Monday, and it's supposed to be about 60 degrees (I think) for the rest of the week. Either way, I still don't believe the weatherman/weatherwoman. (Once, at one of Ethan's baseball games last year, the weatherman said it was supposed to be super cold that day, and rain like crazy, but guess what the weather was like at the game? 70 degrees, and VERY hot! And what's worse, I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. To all of the people reading this, NEVER believe the weatherman! Follow your gut, instinct, whatever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of baseball, Ethan's team started playing again recently. I'm the helper of the team, and my personal job is helping Abbey Drake (the daughter of the manager of the team) run to bases, try to catch the ball when it comes near her, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY got to use some of the money on my Kohl's gift card that I got for Christmas! I got 2 super-cute halters, one of which I'm wearing as I type! The one I'm wearing is bright yellow, with white trim, and 1 white stripe near the middle. The other one has tons of stripes. (They're green, yellow, red, orange, and white)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see Spiderman 3 on Saturday! (The first one was a lot better) It was kind of boring, considering that I'm not a Spiderman fan. But it was okay, I suppose. Did you know that when it came out, it was the #1 movie? And it grossed $148 million dollars in its first 3 days! Neither did I, until I went to my homeroom (in school) today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis the season to get sick, fa la la la la, cough sputter barf!&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Kelvin, Kelvin's parents, the twins, and the twins' mom all caught the flu recently. Luckily, it only lasted a couple of days. Now, everybody, (except the twins) is fully recovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....And that's pretty much what's been happening lately. Ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*Sierra*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-4522509896331851049?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/4522509896331851049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=4522509896331851049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4522509896331851049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4522509896331851049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-to.html' title='More Birthdays, you know what, Paintings I&apos;ve been working on, iPods, weather, baseball, Kohl&apos;s, Spiderman 3, and the Flu'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-3694061517327529738</id><published>2007-03-23T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:16:06.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Pookie!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, Pookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pookie turned 7 yrs. old on Monday, March 19th, 2007. She got lots of presents, including a dress from Mom and Dad, a dress-up dress from Julianah and Elijah, lots of art supplies, Littlest Pet Shop stuff, and TONS of Barbie Fairytopia, Magic of the Rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want a spare account on Neopets, or just want to join to see what it is? If so, click below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/refer.phtml?username=bookwormkid9"&gt;http://www.neopets.com/refer.phtml?username=bookwormkid9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-3694061517327529738?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/3694061517327529738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=3694061517327529738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3694061517327529738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3694061517327529738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-pookie-pookie-turned-7.html' title='Happy Birthday, Pookie!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-8561620208927182152</id><published>2007-03-02T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:15:37.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beds!</title><content type='html'>Guess what Dad and Ethan picked up yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guessed a bunk bed, you were right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took approximately 2 hours to set it up, and another hour to make our bed, move stuff around, etc. We still have to put up our stuffed animal nets, but we'll do that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Ethan also got a new bed. (Well, it's not really new, since his current mattress was my old one) But he did get one of those box thingies that you put under the mattress. He also got a new headboard, but Mom ordered the wrong size by mistake. *Insert headdesk here* (She ordered a King-size headboard, while she meant to get a Queen or a Full. I can't remember which)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-8561620208927182152?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/8561620208927182152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=8561620208927182152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/8561620208927182152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/8561620208927182152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/03/guess-what-dad-and-ethan-picked-up.html' title='New Beds!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-3204652123323464974</id><published>2007-02-28T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:15:08.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time!</title><content type='html'>It's SNOWING! We have gotten approximately an inch so far. Anybody else gotten snow recently?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-3204652123323464974?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/3204652123323464974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=3204652123323464974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3204652123323464974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/3204652123323464974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-snowing-we-have-gotten.html' title='It&apos;s about time!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-2851995977798365371</id><published>2007-02-22T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:14:33.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CDs, the Flu, the Twins, yet another Sleepover, and you know what. ;)</title><content type='html'>I just finished burning some songs onto a CD! I couldn't put as many songs as I wanted to on it, but I still got to put some good songs on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official; Dad has finally caught the flu! He threw up once that I know of, during American Idol. He said that barfing made him feel a bit better, and that he coughed up a lung. (Gross!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thursday, which means things are VERY hectic around here! The twins go home for the week on Thursday, I need to start packing for the sleepover soon, and, as always, we have school. : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school, you can now send videos of yourself, and they'll post them on the website. However, there is a twist; you have to tell them what you like about school best. Any ideas about what to say? (I'm thinking of sending a video)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-2851995977798365371?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/2851995977798365371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=2851995977798365371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2851995977798365371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2851995977798365371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-finished-burning-some-songs-onto.html' title='CDs, the Flu, the Twins, yet another Sleepover, and you know what. ;)'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-287208263321045413</id><published>2007-02-21T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:13:17.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the season for the flu, fa la la la la, cough sputter barf!</title><content type='html'>Ethan got the flu last week, and guess who got it this week? Abby, Kelvin, Mom, Rachel, baby Ethan, and I. (Dad's starting to get it now, too) I currently have the record for puking the most amount of times while I was sick. (It's not really something to be proud of, but hey, it's something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to a sleepover at my Awana leader's house! It's on Friday, at 7:00 PM. I can't wait! My friend, Deedee, might be going as well. I just can't decide what movie or CD to bring. Any suggestions? (By the way, it has to be a Disney movie, and it's can't be rated PG-13, or R) Since Pirates of the Caribbean is PG-13 for "frightening images and adventure violence," it's a no-go. : ( I'm thinking of burning some of my favorite songs onto a CD, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got brand new bedding last Friday! The blanket and pillow shams are white, with multi-colored circles on it, and the sheets and the pillowcases are green with white circles on them. It is super comfy, and very cool looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got LOTS of sugar for Valentines Day! Rachel's mom brought cupcakes and valentines, Mom and Dad bought us frosted sugar cookies, and Kelvin's mom surprised us with cherry and apple turnovers and goodie bags, filled with conversation hearts, lollipops, and many more things that I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad went to a Rat Dog (don't ask) concert on Saturday, and danced so wildly, that last night, during American Idol, he was complaining that his calf hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go out to Azteca last Friday! I had a Shirley Temple and a Mexi Hot Doggie, which is a beef hot dog, with melted cheese, inside of a tortilla. (Yum!) It was very good, but I had too many chips before they actually served us the food, so I couldn't finish it. It was really yummy, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-287208263321045413?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/287208263321045413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=287208263321045413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/287208263321045413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/287208263321045413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/02/tis-season-for-flu-fa-la-la-la-la-la-la.html' title='&apos;Tis the season for the flu, fa la la la la, cough sputter barf!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-1071056747203073215</id><published>2007-01-18T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:12:26.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The new Bloggers are coming, the new Bloggers are coming!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! My friend Lindsey, mentioned in numerous posts, now has her own blog, thanks to yours truly! Come check it out &lt;a href="http://www.lindsey-littleteen.blogspot.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-1071056747203073215?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/1071056747203073215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=1071056747203073215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1071056747203073215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1071056747203073215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-everyone-my-friend-lindsey-mentioned.html' title='The new Bloggers are coming, the new Bloggers are coming!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-4071139358212031656</id><published>2007-01-15T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:11:28.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Sleepovers, the Twins, My Birthday Party, Toontown, eBay, and the Holidays</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! This should be a super long post, since I haven't updated my blog in more than a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had snow for about 5 days or so now! We currently have about 1 or 2 inches right now, since the majority of the snow we had a few days ago is now ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept over at Deedee's house on Saturday! We went sledding in her driveway, had a couple of snowball fights, played "The Game of Life" approximately 5 times, and played with her grandma's old cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first snowball fight, her behind was numb, thanks to yours truly, so we inside the house to play "The Game Of Life," watch Hannah Montana, eat popcorn, and drink hot chocolate. Anyways, her behind was so numb, it started to itch, she said, so she made a home-made hot pack, (hot water inside a Ziploc bag) put it in her pants, and it popped in her pants! (Can't you just picture my reaction?) I almost wet myself laughing! Heck, it looked like&lt;em&gt; she&lt;/em&gt; wet herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and Alison should be here soon! (They both have colds, though. : ( ) I bet that even though Alison is sick, she'll still be happy to see me. (I'm not lying, either. When she arrives at our house, I usually get out my room about an hour later or so, and the second she sees me, she starts screaming and laughing hysterically!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julianah, Julianah's Mom, Julianah's cousin Elijah, Deedee, Lindsey, Liliana came to my birthday party. We had pizza, 2 different cakes, (I only got to eat one of the cakes, though. : ( Although the one I did get to eat was DELICIOUS!) and lots of chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liliana, Deedee, and Lindsey slept over. Now, only Liliana's allowed to sleep over again, because she and I weren't being loud like some other people, mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now access almost all of the things Toontown has to offer, because Ethan bought a subscription, and he let me make a Toon on it! Her name is Vanessa H. . (Anyone else have a Toon in Toontown? If so, let me know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm selling lots of things on eBay, so if you want to buy something, or if you just want to browse to see what I'm selling, go to this link: &lt;a href="http://search.ebay.com/_W0QQsassZdeniseopperQQhtZ-1"&gt;http://search.ebay.com/_W0QQsassZdeniseopperQQhtZ-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? Maybe you'll find something that you want to buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy (late) New Year's, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and Happy Kwanzaa, everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julianah might be coming over today! (I hope she does, because I have a present for her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's about it, so good-bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-4071139358212031656?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/4071139358212031656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=4071139358212031656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4071139358212031656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/4071139358212031656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-everyone-this-should-be-super-long.html' title='Snow, Sleepovers, the Twins, My Birthday Party, Toontown, eBay, and the Holidays'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-1281400137857572101</id><published>2006-12-05T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:10:31.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays, Colds, Infections, and Plots</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me, my friend Liliana, my cousin Nicole, Uncle Anthony, Uncle Randy, and Aunt Desiree! (Did I miss anyone else?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday, I'm having a monkey-themed slumber party! It's on Saturday, and I've only invited a small amount of people this year; my friend Liliana, mentioned above, my friend Deedee, mentioned in numerous previous posts, my friend Lindsey, Julianah, who is my little sister, Abby's, friend, and very sweet, and I will be inviting the new girl in our Shabbat School, Eden, the next time I see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and Abby are sick with colds, while I'm sick with a double ear infection, and a sinus infection, not to mention a nasty cough. :( And, to my delight, (not!) I'm back on my nose spray! Yay! (Please note the sarcasm in "Yay!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a plot (aka, a puzzle) on a website I like to play on (&lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com"&gt;www.neopets.com&lt;/a&gt;), and guess what? I finished it a few hours ago! It took me a while, since I quit doing it for a few months after I got stuck on a particular part, but I was bored, so I started where I left off, got past the part I was stuck on, and finished everything else I had to do. The prizes rock, and I got a cool trophy. (Not a real one; it's on the website)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-1281400137857572101?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/1281400137857572101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=1281400137857572101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1281400137857572101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1281400137857572101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-to-me-my-friend-liliana_05.html' title='Birthdays, Colds, Infections, and Plots'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-5792649763621063379</id><published>2006-11-17T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:08:15.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby Moment</title><content type='html'>*TV commentator voice* And now ladies and gentlemen, to your entertainment, the latest Abby Moment! (Drumroll, please!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Do not read this blog post unless you do not mind if you get a stomach-ache while laughing. We in no way take responsibility for stomach-aches, excessive giggling until the next week, or sore hands from slapping your hands on the desk. (Mom and I do that all of the time when we read something funny on the computer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote how much money I had on a Spongebob Stickynote, and put it above the desk in my room, so I wouldn't forget how much money I had the next time we went shopping. (I have $19.50) My handwriting was a bit sloppy, and Abby didn't see the decimal between the 9 and the 5, so she looked at me, smiled, and confidently said "You have one hundred nineteen fifty dollars."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in next time for another Abby Moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Switches back to regular voice* See? I told you it'd make you laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should be back in a few days, when the next Abby Moment occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-5792649763621063379?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/5792649763621063379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=5792649763621063379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/5792649763621063379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/5792649763621063379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/11/tv-commentator-voice-and-now-ladies-and.html' title='Abby Moment'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-6500370647996324412</id><published>2006-11-11T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:07:51.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awana, Birthdays, and a New Book</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's Awana. YAY! (And tomorrow is also the Awana Store. Double yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a birthday party today. It was for 2 siblings, a 5 year old and a 7 year old. It was fun, and the girls fought the boys with balloon swords. It was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a new story; The Adventures of Candy Girl and Monkey Boy, Volume 2! It should be finished in a few months. I've been working on it for a while, but I don't really have an idea for a good plot.... (I don't really have a plot worked out yet, but I have written a few pages of it so far.) Any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-6500370647996324412?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/6500370647996324412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=6500370647996324412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6500370647996324412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6500370647996324412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/11/tomorrows-awana.html' title='Awana, Birthdays, and a New Book'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-1839601929785994130</id><published>2006-11-01T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:07:29.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gymanstics, and an Abby Moment</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my first day at gymnastics. It was very fun, and I am now a Level 4 gymnast, instead of a Level 3 gymnast. YAY! I go to gymnastics on Tuesdays and Thursdays, from 7:00 PM-8:30 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something really funny, so here it is. *Takes a deep breath* Mom said we could have 1 small piece of candy for dessert, so after dinner, Abby got out her candy bag, which was about 1/4 or so full of candy, she dipped her head in the candy bag and inhaled deeply. After inhaling and exhaling, she came up out of the bag, and said "it smells like candy in there." (It was really hard for me not to burst out laughing hysterically.) What an Abby Moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-1839601929785994130?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/1839601929785994130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=1839601929785994130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1839601929785994130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1839601929785994130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-was-my-first-day-at.html' title='Gymanstics, and an Abby Moment'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-6402466706049939286</id><published>2006-10-24T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:07:08.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McKenna, Bubba, and the Hannah Montana Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in 9 days, and I still don't have much to write! (Although Mom has not posted in 13 days, and I know she's got quite a few things to write about!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are baby-sitting McKenna (Porter's older sister, I've mentioned her a couple of times.) along with a lot of other kids every weekday before they leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKenna, Porter, and their parents are moving on Friday. : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CD I've been waiting to buy since about March or so is FINALLY out today! I might buy it on Friday. No promises, though. (Just in case anybody wants to know, it's the Hannah Montana Soundtrack.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to go. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-6402466706049939286?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/6402466706049939286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=6402466706049939286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6402466706049939286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/6402466706049939286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-havent-posted-in-9-days-and-i-still.html' title='McKenna, Bubba, and the Hannah Montana Soundtrack'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-7960869669405058085</id><published>2006-10-15T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:06:34.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates, all the Babysitees, and my Lucky Bracelet</title><content type='html'>Again, I haven't posted in almost a week! (4 days) Double eeek!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rented "Pirates of the Caribbean, Curse of Black Pearl" today. I liked it. It was very funny! I loved the part where Captain Jack Sparrow said "But why is the rum gone!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got all of the kids tomorrow, (Porter, Rachel, Ethan, and Alison) so I'm going to have to go to bed a bit early today, since I have to get up at about 7:00 AM or so. (Groan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said that when "Pirates of the Caribbean, Dead Man's Chest" comes out on DVD, we can rent it. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out yesterday that I have a lucky bracelet. (Which is why I'm going to try to wear it every day, for luck.) It's purple, blue, pink, and yellow. It's very pretty, and stylish. (In my opinion, anyways!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to go. It's almost dinner time, and I need to clean my room. And besides, I have nothing else to write, and my hands are starting to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-7960869669405058085?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/7960869669405058085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=7960869669405058085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7960869669405058085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7960869669405058085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/10/again-i-havent-posted-in-almost-week-4.html' title='Pirates, all the Babysitees, and my Lucky Bracelet'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-1370428116888593139</id><published>2006-10-11T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:05:42.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween, Baby Ethan, Julianah, and the Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I haven't posted in about a week. EEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've decided what to be for Halloween; Pocahontas, from Pocahontas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Ethan fell asleep in my arms yesterday! He was really tired though, so it wasn't really a surprise. But he fell asleep in the same amount of time it takes Mom to go to the bathroom, maybe a bit less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby's friend Julianah is coming over on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby shower went well. Everyone had a good time, including all of us kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to sign off. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-1370428116888593139?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/1370428116888593139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=1370428116888593139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1370428116888593139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/1370428116888593139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-everyone-i-havent-posted-for-about.html' title='Halloween, Baby Ethan, Julianah, and the Baby Shower'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-2663805870335497343</id><published>2006-10-06T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:05:11.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower, Twins, Grandma's House, and Church</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! There's not much to write today, so this'll probably be a really short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having a baby shower for my Mom's friend, Robin, on Sunday. We've all been cleaning like crazy! I hope all goes well, and we get all of the cleaning done in time for the baby shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have the twins today, so I get a bit more leisure time today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to Grandma's house today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have church tomorrow, so we'll probably be waking up a bit earlier tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-2663805870335497343?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/2663805870335497343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=2663805870335497343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2663805870335497343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/2663805870335497343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-everyone-theres-not-much-to-write.html' title='Baby Shower, Twins, Grandma&apos;s House, and Church'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-7486306753019525896</id><published>2006-10-05T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:04:09.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what, pictures, weather, and Tippy</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I finished the first quarter of school on Tuesday, and now the computer has to catch up with me! (Tee hee) So until the computer catches up, I have no schoolwork to do! So it's basically like another summer vacation, but shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add some pictures ASAP, as soon as I can access them. (My dad made my computer the Media Center computer, so I didn't have access to the pictures after that. Oh well!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been very nice out here for the last few days! (Warm, sunny, etc. You get the picture, right?) I'm very glad that it's so nice about, because I get to ride my bike more often! We also get to play "Tippy". (We hang on the swing set and stand on the top of our red toy car, and then one of us, which is usually me, tips it over, hence the name "Tippy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to sign off. : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-7486306753019525896?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/7486306753019525896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=7486306753019525896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7486306753019525896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/7486306753019525896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-everyone-i-finished-first-quarter-of.html' title='You know what, pictures, weather, and Tippy'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115998050719461762</id><published>2006-10-04T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:03:40.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loooooong Day</title><content type='html'>It's only 9:33 AM, but I can tell already that it's going to be a very busy day, because 1), Mom has a Bible study meeting tonight at church. 2), We have ALL of the kids here today. (Porter, Rachel, the twins, Big Ethan, Abby, and me.) and 3), It's a school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's just naming a few! Well, at least one of my favorite TV shows is on tonight. (Hannah Montana) AND, it's one of my all-time favorite episodes, too! (It's called "Good Golly Miss Dolly", because Dolly Parton is a guest star in this episode. (She plays Miley and Jackson's aunt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When your pants are as tight as mine, you got to have somewhere to put your phone!"--Aunt Dolly, aka, Dolly Parton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the part when she says that! Anyways, I've got to sign off. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115998050719461762?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115998050719461762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115998050719461762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115998050719461762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115998050719461762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-only-933-am-but-i-can-tell-already.html' title='Loooooong Day'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115990912378653382</id><published>2006-10-03T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:03:17.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You should know what it's going to be about by now</title><content type='html'>WHEW! I had to read 17 (!) chapters of 1 book for school today, since I got a little behind on my English assignments because I didn't have the book. It took 3 (!) hours, and I'm glad it's over with. I only need to read it for about 2 more days, though, since I read more than half the book in one sitting. (I usually read more than that for fun, and I wasn't too fond of the book, so it seemed a lot longer.) Now I have 2 hours of leisure time. (Give or take)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115990912378653382?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115990912378653382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115990912378653382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115990912378653382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115990912378653382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/10/whew-i-had-to-read-17-chapters-of-1.html' title='You should know what it&apos;s going to be about by now'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115984014867571852</id><published>2006-10-02T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:02:42.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3513/3660/1600/aKITTYRAINBOWFADE.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3513/3660/320/aKITTYRAINBOWFADE.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just thought I'd share this adorable picture with all of you guys and girls reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115984014867571852?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115984014867571852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115984014867571852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115984014867571852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115984014867571852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-thought-id-share-this-adorable.html' title='Cute Picture'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115981546434855199</id><published>2006-10-02T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:02:03.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments, and Toontown</title><content type='html'>*TV commentator voice* Would you like to see new posts on this blog everyday? Then leave some comments! The owner has had this blog for a month, and there are absolutely NO comments! Not even spam! So please comment on this blog whenever possible, and the owner of the blog will try to update her blog everyday, or whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News update: I'm thinking of buying ToonTown! (It's extremely fun. You get to go fishing, ride on the trolley, play games, and more. And, no, I did not quote the commercial!) Ethan (my brother) has bought the subscription, while me, having no money, (Ok, close to no money.) *cough* $3.00 *cough* have been making multiple accounts to play the free 3 day trial. My latest username is so cool! (It's "vanillachocolate10" without the quotes) I also love my "Toon's" name. (It's "Princess Candy Lemonbubble" without the quotes) I wish you could type your own name for your Toon in the free trial, but nooo! You have to buy the $10.00-a-MONTH subscription! (Honestly, it's a little ridiculous to pay that much for a website. It's even more ridiculous that you only get a 3 day trial!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to sign off. :( Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115981546434855199?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115981546434855199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115981546434855199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115981546434855199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115981546434855199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/10/id-add-few-titles-but-it-doesnt-show.html' title='Comments, and Toontown'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115946881820487954</id><published>2006-09-28T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:01:31.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School, and Azteca (Are you seeing a pattern that includes school in it yet?)</title><content type='html'>News flash: I should be finishing the school year in mid-December or so, because I usually do about 3 days of schoolwork every school day. (Just thought I'd share that with all of you guys and girls reading this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to dinner last night with my friend Lindsey, her sister Rachel, and their mom. We went to Azteca. YUM! I had a grilled cheese sandwich for dinner, (It was sooooo good!) and chocolate mousse for dessert. (Double yum!) Lindsey and Rachel also had chocolate mousse for dessert. (Great minds think alike.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that's about it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Sierra♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. They didn't have very Mexican-like food there on the kids' menu, though. (Macaroni and cheese, chicken strips, grilled cheese sandwich, etc.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115946881820487954?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115946881820487954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115946881820487954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115946881820487954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115946881820487954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/news-flash-i-should-be-finishing.html' title='School, and Azteca (Are you seeing a pattern that includes school in it yet?)'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115921851015993683</id><published>2006-09-25T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:00:42.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedroom Switcharoo, and my awesome imaginary friend</title><content type='html'>I am so tired! We stayed up until about 9:00 PM to switch our rooms around, so I am now bunking with Abby, and Ethan has his own room. There is also a rumor about Abby and I getting bunk beds, but shhhh! You didn't hear it from me. You heard it from my imaginary friend, who is a rabid squirrel with fleas (What can I say? I'm in a creative mood.) who can, unfortunately, speak English. Moving our beds and taking every single possesion we own to the living room, Mom's bed, etc., was a real pain, and it took me 4 (!) hours just to organize my room, put posters, up, throw stuff away, etc. I was ecstatic when Mom said I only had to do 1 day of schoolwork, instead of 3 days. YAY! Our room now looks great, clean, which happens to have a ton of posters on the walls, above the closets, and more. WHEW! Well, I gotta sign off. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sierra•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115921851015993683?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115921851015993683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115921851015993683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115921851015993683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115921851015993683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-so-tired-we-stayed-up-until-about.html' title='Bedroom Switcharoo, and my awesome imaginary friend'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115869692666507054</id><published>2006-09-19T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:59:57.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School and Shopping</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEW! I did 3 days worth of schoolwork today, which took me more than 3 hours. I'm glad I'm finally done! I had to do mostly reading, but I had some tests and quizzes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Deedee and I went to the mall on Sunday. We went to the following stores:&lt;br /&gt;Limited Too&lt;br /&gt;Club Libby Lu (I got a backpack and a tube of candy)&lt;br /&gt;Build-A-Bear-Workshop (I got a Snow Leopard and a free book)&lt;br /&gt;The Apple Store (I wanted to buy an accessory for one of my iPods, but I only had about $11.00 left. :( )&lt;br /&gt;Cold Stone Creamery (Ok, it's not really a store; it sells ice cream, but we still went there! I got Cotton Candy flavored ice cream there.)&lt;br /&gt;Borders Books (I got a Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends (it's a TV show on Cartoon Network) coloring book for my brother Ethan, and a Barbie coloring book for Abby)&lt;br /&gt;Payless (It's a shoe store, if you didn't already know.)&lt;br /&gt;Sears&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Factory (They had lollipop bigger than Deedee's head!!!! I probably would have bought one if they weren't $31.00 each. YIKES!)&lt;br /&gt;and I think that's it. My Mom and Dad gave me $40.00 for the mall, and when I came back home, I only had $3.00 left! Suprisingly, Mom and Dad weren't very suprised. Ethan and Abby loved their coloring books, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEW! That's a lot of typing. Well, there's nothing left I can think of to write about, so I guess I'll sign off. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;•Sierra•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115869692666507054?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115869692666507054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115869692666507054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115869692666507054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115869692666507054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-everyone-whew-i-did-3-days-worth-of.html' title='School and Shopping'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115835369263628479</id><published>2006-09-15T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:59:23.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Knuckle, Sleepovers, School, and Grandma's House</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! This is going to be a short post, since I don't have much to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knuckle doesn't hurt very much anymore, so I can type freely without having to worry about hurting my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping over at Deedee's tomorrow! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about half way done with the first quarter of school. I'm going to finish a few weeks early. I don't know the exact date, but it'll be a few weeks before a lot of my other classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to Grandma's house today! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sierra•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115835369263628479?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115835369263628479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115835369263628479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115835369263628479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115835369263628479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-everyone-this-is-going-to-be-short.html' title='My Knuckle, Sleepovers, School, and Grandma&apos;s House'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115826744229775021</id><published>2006-09-14T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:58:33.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt Knuckles, Babies, Books, Birthdays, and Awana. Tired yet?</title><content type='html'>Blame the typos in this post on my keyboard, not me. I burned my hand while taking the chicken nuggets for lunch out of the oven, and the left pot holder slipped, and I burned my knuckle on the pan. OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Baby Ethan can now roll over while on his back. He's getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: I'm working on my next book, and I think it's coming along quite well. I'm not sure what the plot should be about this time, (Hey, am I supposed to know everything?) but it should be done in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my friend Deedee's birthday party is this weekend. YAY! My friend Liliana from church will also be invited, and we'll be going to the mall. Double yay! I'm not sure what to get her yet, though. After the mall, we're going to have a slumber party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awana started last Sunday, which was fun. There were a few new kids there, including 2 new girls! I got 3 sections done. Also: Now we're going to get a ticket for every verse we say with our name on it, and then at the end of every club night, one of us is going to pick a random ticket, and if your name is on the ticket, you get a piece of candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sierra•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115826744229775021?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115826744229775021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115826744229775021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115826744229775021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115826744229775021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/blame-typos-in-this-post-on-my.html' title='Burnt Knuckles, Babies, Books, Birthdays, and Awana. Tired yet?'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115801483978012484</id><published>2006-09-11T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:50:28.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School, New Shoes, New Jeans, and Awana</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! School is going pretty good. So far I've been getting all A's and B's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new shoes over the weekend! They're white with glitter on them. Simple, but cute. They're a size 6, and my mom started flipping out while we were at the mall after I bought them. (She flipped out because her Aunt's size 5 1/2 shoes were too big for her to wear to a school dance, and she was 15! I, on the other hand, am only 10 and wearing size 6 shoes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a few new pairs of jeans a few hours ago! They're a bit big in the behind, but other than that, they fit pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awana started yesterday, and I was off to a pretty good start. I got 3 sections done, (I usually only do 1) and I didn't even practice my verses beforehand! I was happy for quite a while after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That's a lot more than I usually write! Well, I guess I should sign off. (I don't have anything else to write either, so that makes it easy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sierra•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115801483978012484?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115801483978012484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115801483978012484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115801483978012484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115801483978012484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-everyone-school-is-going-pretty.html' title='School, New Shoes, New Jeans, and Awana'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115784128541362724</id><published>2006-09-09T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:16:45.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnics and Birthdays</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! We got home from a picnic about a half an hour ago. It was so fun! They had a Bouncy House, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Robo&lt;/span&gt; Surfer, a HUMONGOUS slide, and lots of games and food. Ethan and Abby loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Deedee's 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday is on the 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, (that's kind of weird) and she's having a slumber party. I can't wait to go! We're going to go to Build-A-Bear Workshop while we're at the mall. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it. Bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sierra•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115784128541362724?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115784128541362724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115784128541362724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115784128541362724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115784128541362724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-everyone-we-got-home-from-picnic.html' title='Picnics and Birthdays'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115767413332763435</id><published>2006-09-07T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:48:48.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies and School</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't updated my blog in a couple of days. I've been busy with school and the twins lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twins are so adorable! Ethan even giggled the other day when his Mom was playing with him. He's getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alison even hugged me a couple times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh!!! Porter just said "ball"! He's getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing pretty well in school so far. I've been getting all A's and B's so far, so I guess that my grades say that I can do 5th grade work. Why I can't do 4th grade work, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's about it. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sierra•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115767413332763435?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115767413332763435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115767413332763435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115767413332763435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115767413332763435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-everyone-sorry-i-havent-updated-my.html' title='Babies and School'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115731126749885806</id><published>2006-09-03T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:48:14.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>Ok, Deedee and her grandma MIGHT be coming. But Ethan and Alison's (the twins, remember?) mom will also be coming to scrapbook with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115731126749885806?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115731126749885806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115731126749885806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115731126749885806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115731126749885806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-deedee-and-her-grandma-might-be.html' title='Scrapbooking'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115731097630418084</id><published>2006-09-03T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:47:42.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Summary of our Weekend</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I don't really have much to write today..... Let me think.... I got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Rachel, Rachel's mom, my friend Deedee, (mentioned in my last post) and Deedee's grandma are coming over to scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad got a Clone Trooper gun (Star Wars) from Toys R Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're going to Ms. Michelle's house, (my friend Abbey's mom) for a barbecue with a few other people from our church tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sierra•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115731097630418084?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115731097630418084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115731097630418084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115731097630418084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115731097630418084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-everyone-i-dont-really-have-much-to.html' title='Quick Summary of our Weekend'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115724458422018150</id><published>2006-09-02T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:47:23.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ bugs!</title><content type='html'>What I just witnessed was so funny, I'm still laughing about it. Picture this: My friend Deedee is terrified of bugs, (from what I've witnessed, anyways) and there was a bee about 3 inches away from her head, so I told her, "Deedee, there's a bee next to you." So she ran off of the trampoline, fell when she landed, grabbed a towel, put it on her head, got back on the trampoline, and started rolling around. (Can't you just picture my reaction?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time, there was a fly next to her, so I told her "Deedee, there's a fly next to you." so she put the towel on her head again, jumped up in the air, landed on her back, and started to roll around again. (My stomach was aching by this point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third time, there was a small spider on her behind, so I told her "Deedee, there's a bug on your behind." so she grabbed the towel off of her head, started to scream, put the towel on her behind and started rubbing her behind against the trampoline, and repeated the second part of this ritual one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth and fifth times, she saw a fly while opening the screen door to access her backyard, saw a fly, and started screaming, ran to the couch, and started trembling. TWICE!!! By this time, my cheeks and stomach hurt very badly from grinning/smiling so much, and laughing so much for long periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115724458422018150?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115724458422018150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115724458422018150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115724458422018150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115724458422018150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-i-just-witnessed-was-so-funny-im.html' title='I ♥ bugs!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115721715489530734</id><published>2006-09-02T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:46:57.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iPods, yet again</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I got my new iPod last night! Unfortunately, they discontinued the iPod Minis, so now you can only get iPod Minis on the website, and those are the refurbished ones. So I got a Nano, and I just finished registering it and putting the songs on it, and I'm now listening to it. It's a lot more complicated to use than my Shuffle, but it's so cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115721715489530734?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115721715489530734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115721715489530734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115721715489530734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115721715489530734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-everyone-i-got-my-new-ipod-last.html' title='iPods, yet again'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115714163659653315</id><published>2006-09-01T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:46:19.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School, iPods, and babies</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I'm going to be really busy when school starts, so I may update my blog a bit late some days. (School starts on the 5th, by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a bit difficult to finish my schoolwork with the twins, as they love to be held and fed constantly. They're very cute, though! And I think Alison is starting to like me, because yesterday she "christened" my hand in spit-up! Oh well. It's wash-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my iPod Mini today! Yay! I've decided that whichever one I like better in person, (or the one that they have in stock if they don't have any more of the other) I'll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's about it for now. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sierra•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115714163659653315?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115714163659653315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115714163659653315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115714163659653315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115714163659653315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-everyone-im-going-to-be-really-busy.html' title='School, iPods, and babies'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115704730348222293</id><published>2006-08-31T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:43:46.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another short and small update (Seeing a pattern yet?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hi everyone! I still haven't decided which one to get, so I'm going to get the one I like better in person. (I'm talking about my iPod Mini) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm going need to save up for a lanyard or something though, since it comes with a belt clip instead of a lanyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyways, both of the twins are asleep, but they should be waking up soon. They're so cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I just remembered: school starts on the 5th. That's only 5 days away. Yikes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, in other news, I feel a lot better! My stomach still hurts constantly, though. : (&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I think that's about it for today, since I can't think of anything else to write. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;•Sierra•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115704730348222293?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115704730348222293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115704730348222293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115704730348222293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115704730348222293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-everyone-i-still-havent-decided.html' title='Yet another short and small update (Seeing a pattern yet?)'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115695853086120091</id><published>2006-08-30T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:43:10.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iPods, and barfing, and laziness, oh my!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't updated my blog lately. I got some sort of bug yesterday at about 3:00 AM, which made me throw up 3 times, make me sick to my stomach, and make my back and head ache. : ( It stank big time! (Literally!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going to get a new iPod! I just can't decide to get a Pink or Blue iPod Mini. I like both colors equally, which makes it harder to choose! Oh well. At least I have until Friday to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! This is taking longer to write than I thought! It's a good thing there's a "Save As Draft" button!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sierra•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115695853086120091?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115695853086120091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115695853086120091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115695853086120091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115695853086120091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorry-i-havent-updated-my-blog-lately.html' title='iPods, and barfing, and laziness, oh my!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115679659880037838</id><published>2006-08-28T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:41:44.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another small update</title><content type='html'>Hi! Sorry I didn't update my blog yesterday. I got distracted, and forgot. We start baby-sitting the twins tomorrow. Yay! I can't wait! Well, I think I'm going to go play outside. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115679659880037838?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115679659880037838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115679659880037838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115679659880037838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115679659880037838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-sorry-i-didnt-update-my-blog_28.html' title='Yet another small update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115662321408705670</id><published>2006-08-26T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:41:19.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Update</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! What's up? We just got home from church. It was pretty fun, because my friend Liliana was there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to do a skit in a couple of weeks. We ran through it twice today during Shabbat school. I really like it, because I get to do gymnastics tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta sign off. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;•Sierra•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115662321408705670?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115662321408705670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115662321408705670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115662321408705670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115662321408705670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-everyone-whats-up-we-just-got-home.html' title='Short Update'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115654161424033277</id><published>2006-08-25T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:41:02.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody! What's up? I know, I know, I've already written a post today, but I'm bored and have nothing better to do. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is gonna be a really short post since I promised McKenna that I'd play outside with her in 2 minutes. I'm in the mood to play "Billy Bob Tag" (Don't ask) so I figured, "Why not?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shoot. I just a heard a crash, and Porter cooing. Gee, I wonder who it could be. (Please note the sarcasm) I should sign off. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115654161424033277?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115654161424033277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115654161424033277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115654161424033277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115654161424033277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-everybody-whats-up-i-know-i-know.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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-33347409.post-115653132595535681</id><published>2006-08-25T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:40:27.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Sierra's World!</title><content type='html'>Hi! Welcome to my new blog, Sierra's World. I'm 10.5 yrs. old, and will be going into the 5th grade in the fall. I attend the &lt;a href="http://www.thejubileeacademy.org"&gt;Jubilee Academy &lt;/a&gt;and have been homeschooled since I was in Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the oldest of 3--my brother, Ethan is 7.5 yrs old, and my sister, Abby is 6 yrs. old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning next Tuesday, my mom &amp;amp; I will be watching TWINS! Their names are Ethan and Alison, they're 3 months old, and sooooo cute! I think they like Mom especially well, since they "christened" her with baby barf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to them, we already watch Porter (an adorable 19 mo. old), Rachel (3.5 yrs old), and McKenna until school starts (6 yrs. old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like gymnastics and take class twice a week, baseball, shopping (lots of shopping!), vanilla bean frappuccinos, playing on &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com"&gt;Neopets&lt;/a&gt;, pop music, dogs, monkeys, reading (lots and lots of reading), chocolate, TV shows like Spongebob Squarepants, Hannah Montana, and Lizzie McGuire, and hanging out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update my blog every day, and maybe add a couple of pictures when I'm not feeling lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33347409-115653132595535681?l=monkeytween.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/feeds/115653132595535681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33347409&amp;postID=115653132595535681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115653132595535681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33347409/posts/default/115653132595535681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeytween.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-welcome-to-my-new-blog-sierras.html' title='Welcome to Sierra&apos;s World!'/><author><name>Sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16462857459352711225</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>
