<?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-3765664562443567543</id><updated>2011-11-20T21:42:10.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emi's blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-1649744047968297751</id><published>2010-06-19T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:50:36.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation night</title><content type='html'>It was really interesting, I ran around the hole night with my friends sahar and cody. And it went by so fast............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-1649744047968297751?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1649744047968297751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=1649744047968297751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/1649744047968297751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/1649744047968297751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduation-night.html' title='Graduation night'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-4178993944751311317</id><published>2010-05-20T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:14:30.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of the Year</title><content type='html'>I am pretty happy its almost the end of the year. I want to be out of high school, and yet it is really sad. Althought its been a pretty good year for me. Kris and I are still very happy, he gave my a very cute poem. I dont know why he got me anything to begin with but its fine with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-4178993944751311317?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4178993944751311317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=4178993944751311317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4178993944751311317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4178993944751311317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/end-of-year.html' title='The End of the Year'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-1616947762619281546</id><published>2009-09-29T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:40:01.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fights</title><content type='html'>I got into a fight with my mother yesterday. About how I am a minipulater, and basicly EVIL. It was very interesting but I just wanted to get out of there. It was not very fun, and onestly, who doesnt suck up when they want something. A friend of mine at school pointed that out to me. It is not just me, its a teenager thing. So I am falling to see how I minipulate. But a parently I do. But it was great getting compared to my little brother. I think now I am officely the Antichrist. So keep away I AM EVIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-1616947762619281546?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1616947762619281546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=1616947762619281546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/1616947762619281546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/1616947762619281546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/fights.html' title='Fights'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-573050496248491663</id><published>2009-08-31T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:46:39.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh how I can't wait to be out of school. I am sick of high school, A Lot of my friends are out already. It sucks to basicly be the last woman standing. I miss my buddys. Oh and I have a teacher this year that my aunt Robin had and my dad had and Jen had and  now I have him. He is in like his late 60's but he is still there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-573050496248491663?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/573050496248491663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=573050496248491663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/573050496248491663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/573050496248491663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-year.html' title='Last Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-8232477534960147109</id><published>2009-07-09T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:35:55.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My b-day!!!!</title><content type='html'>It is finally my seventh birthday. I have nothing to do today. And my sister is at her house, so right now it is just me. And there is nothing freaking on. Grrrrr, Darn TV!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-8232477534960147109?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8232477534960147109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=8232477534960147109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/8232477534960147109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/8232477534960147109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-b-day.html' title='My b-day!!!!'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-4558133475290440846</id><published>2009-07-05T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:57:46.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my 4th of july!!</title><content type='html'>I did nothing this year. It really sucked, I will definently do something next year. But as for this year, it got kind of messed up. But my birth day is in 5 flippen days!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-4558133475290440846?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4558133475290440846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=4558133475290440846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4558133475290440846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4558133475290440846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-4th-of-july.html' title='my 4th of july!!'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-4565368695234740537</id><published>2009-06-16T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:25:35.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One year</title><content type='html'>School is finally over. and I am so happy. I have one year until I graduate, and I year before I am eighteen, give or take a few weeks. Nothing really new going on with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-4565368695234740537?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4565368695234740537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=4565368695234740537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4565368695234740537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4565368695234740537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-year.html' title='One year'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-1249067625229241558</id><published>2009-05-10T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:18:11.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>How old are you again. Old really old, I hope you have a good b-day. I will probably see you in ten, eleven hours some thing like that. But anyway Happy B-day Big sis!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-1249067625229241558?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1249067625229241558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=1249067625229241558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/1249067625229241558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/1249067625229241558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-jen.html' title='Happy Birthday Jen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-384015565512790684</id><published>2009-04-19T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:37:08.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My blogging</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I suck as a blogger. I do it like one a month. And I am always on the computer. I am happy to say that I have passed the english part of the exit exam. One down one to go. And I was only ten points off of the math. Which is pretty good for me considering that I suck at math. And I got a new book it is called the Summoning. My best friend Cec has read it, so it should be good. Oh and my B-day is in two and half months. Thought I would just through that in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-384015565512790684?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/384015565512790684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=384015565512790684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/384015565512790684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/384015565512790684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-blogging.html' title='My blogging'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-8406476965683045475</id><published>2009-03-19T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:38:01.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I?</title><content type='html'>I have been called many names in my time, but the one my mother came up with is the first of its kind. She has come up with the most incredeble name to call me. I would like to tell you what it is but, I dont like using that kind of langauge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-8406476965683045475?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8406476965683045475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=8406476965683045475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/8406476965683045475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/8406476965683045475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-am-i.html' title='What am I?'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-5824298015008276729</id><published>2009-02-14T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:54:11.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor jacket</title><content type='html'>Ok, I was turning around and just about to walk off and buy my food, when some little chick backs right into me and spills all of my hot soup all over my jacket. It was bad hot siring soup all over my jacket and there was nothing I could do about it. She said "sorry" before she ran off. I being the kind of person I am panicked and dumped my food there, got more and pay for it, and didn't eat very much. I smell like soup for the hole darn day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-5824298015008276729?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5824298015008276729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=5824298015008276729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/5824298015008276729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/5824298015008276729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-poor-jacket.html' title='My poor jacket'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-4125490818103564605</id><published>2009-02-10T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:56:55.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School gets old</title><content type='html'>I hate going to school every single day. But there is nothing I can do about that(stupid law). At lest that evil test is over, so I finally get my saturdays back. I needed my saturdays back becouse of this stupid cold. Its Evil!!!!!!!! So sorry about the wait, I was lazy. Go figure.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-4125490818103564605?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4125490818103564605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=4125490818103564605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4125490818103564605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4125490818103564605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-gets-old.html' title='School gets old'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-3392843803381125456</id><published>2009-01-12T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:06:47.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>I have been saying it since I started school, its EVIL!!!! And as usual I do something else so I dont take an after noon nap during class(Just kiding if you are reading this mom). And I dont do this very many just all the ones I can get away with it. I mean just the ones I know I am passing, I think. So I have been writing my very own little book thingy. Which it is not very often that I get past the first page let alone the next chapter. Which is nice for me sences I either want to be a writer or some sort of animal helper thingy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-3392843803381125456?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3392843803381125456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=3392843803381125456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/3392843803381125456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/3392843803381125456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-5992451823775807278</id><published>2009-01-01T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:31:55.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My christmas day!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok christmas day, Todd wock me up and eventually we all came down from our rooms. I got some pretty cool stuff. And then we went to my uncles house, and coral was their. Which was odd becouse she wasn't suppost to be their, and my second cousends were two to three hours late. So I got to see them for all of two minets, and then I got spend the rest of my day, my sister and her husband, which actually made it better after the movie we watch at my uncle's house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-5992451823775807278?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5992451823775807278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=5992451823775807278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/5992451823775807278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/5992451823775807278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-christmas-day.html' title='My christmas day!!!!!'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-2303360890907948582</id><published>2008-12-23T13:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:55:12.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a werd christmas for me. My mom and Grandma are foughting, I have no idea what Im doing for christmas. And I really really need to find my charger, so this may be a very very short blog. But i'll tell you how it ended!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-2303360890907948582?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2303360890907948582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=2303360890907948582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/2303360890907948582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/2303360890907948582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas_23.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-803792092541067531</id><published>2008-12-01T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:23:45.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new month</title><content type='html'>I have high hopes for this month. I never liked Thanksgiving, so it has to be better than the worst Thanksgiving I have ever had. Be sides Christmas time is a lot better, than most of the other holidays around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-803792092541067531?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/803792092541067531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=803792092541067531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/803792092541067531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/803792092541067531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-month.html' title='A new month'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-3383469680012333408</id><published>2008-11-27T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:44:28.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Holiday!!!</title><content type='html'>Today my dads cat died, this morning my brother (Todd) called me, and told me that he found catdog dead. So when we got to my house my dad was diging a hole for his cat. And that pretty much killed my holiday. And I thought it was a bad week for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-3383469680012333408?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3383469680012333408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=3383469680012333408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/3383469680012333408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/3383469680012333408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/what.html' title='What a Holiday!!!'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-5663560069850459742</id><published>2008-11-20T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:30:21.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!!!</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up and realized I had sleeped on my neck wrong. So my neck has been sore all day. And it starting to get better after school, but I had to go to school all screwed up. It was definetly a bad day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-5663560069850459742?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5663560069850459742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=5663560069850459742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/5663560069850459742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/5663560069850459742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-day.html' title='What a day!!!'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-2971267401326466704</id><published>2008-11-18T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:25:16.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>Today has jumped up to number 3 on my list of sucky days. I've been getting really bad headaches, and todays has been particularly bad, and then, half way through 5th period I found a big wod of gum in my hair. And have been trying to coomb it out all day. I really need to get out of high school, because there are too many morons!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-2971267401326466704?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2971267401326466704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=2971267401326466704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/2971267401326466704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/2971267401326466704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-3704117529234271900</id><published>2008-11-16T22:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:12:00.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This month</title><content type='html'>Wow, most christmas stuff is out already. Some of the christmas specials are out already, the christmas stuff is already being sold, and people are already bying gifts. Did everyone forget about Thanksgiving this year??? I mean have you here about any thanksgiving things at all this year? Becouse I havn't, nothing about the macys thanksgiving day perade, no thanksgiving stuff. My only thought is what holiday are they going to skip next year!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-3704117529234271900?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3704117529234271900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=3704117529234271900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/3704117529234271900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/3704117529234271900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='This month'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-5164220609457371730</id><published>2008-11-13T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:13:14.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>P.E. teachers suck, my P.E. teacher was not there, (I think it was friday) well so most of us were good, exept for this stupid boy. Who acted like they were in kinder garden, decided to kick a ball into the substatues head. And all becouse of those stupid boys shes been working all of us like dogs!!!!! And when P.E. started to be ok some stupid moron had to screw it up for us all!!!!!! Figures!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-5164220609457371730?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5164220609457371730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=5164220609457371730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/5164220609457371730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/5164220609457371730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-1156621392171151325</id><published>2008-11-10T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:01:46.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another holiday!!!!!</title><content type='html'>The holiday tomorrow isn't that bad of a holiday. I at least don't have school tomorrow, but how come I did have school today!?! Most schools didn't have school today, but I got lucky enough to have school today! How can I win with this!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-1156621392171151325?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1156621392171151325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=1156621392171151325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/1156621392171151325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/1156621392171151325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-holiday.html' title='Another holiday!!!!!'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-7718369778198752549</id><published>2008-11-09T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:17:21.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Some years, I just want to skip holidays. Last year, I just wanted to skip the forth of July, and skip all the way to my dads birthday. But this year I just want to skip thanksgiving, and skip all the way to christmas. Thanksgiving hasn't been the same in a long time. So skipping this year would solve all my problems but I am possitive that I will get sucked into doing something for this holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-7718369778198752549?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7718369778198752549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=7718369778198752549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/7718369778198752549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/7718369778198752549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-2218890131860469609</id><published>2008-11-04T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:39:23.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>Somethings are looking up. First thanksgiving and then Christmas is coming up, and before both of them the twilight movie is coming out. And I can't wait!!!!!!!! I think i'm going with jen but then again nothing is writen in stone. But I might also go with some friends, that are going to see it the first week its out in some crappy old theater. Be sides I don't see any of my friends out side of school. I am a big computer geek. I think i'd rather go with jen than walk home afterwords, becouse it would be right after school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-2218890131860469609?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2218890131860469609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=2218890131860469609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/2218890131860469609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/2218890131860469609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-4768618845534194665</id><published>2008-11-01T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:01:44.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween night</title><content type='html'>WOW, it was very interesting going trick or treating with my brother in-law in a dress. It was interesting that he was not the only one in a dress that night. But I think Jen tells that story better. And then we picked him (todd) up and went home to watch Ghost Hunter, but Jens tv didn't want to record it so, I only got to watch a little bit. But other than that it was a really good Halloween!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-4768618845534194665?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4768618845534194665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=4768618845534194665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4768618845534194665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/4768618845534194665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-night.html' title='halloween night'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-209677544666120395</id><published>2008-10-30T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:29:17.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is halloween!!! And it looks like this holiday is finally locking up. It'll be Friday, it will hopefully rain, and my brother-in-law jeremy is dressing up as princess Cinderella(price less). This is going to be a pretty good holiday after all. I haven't had a good halloween in a long time, so I can't wait to see Jeremy in make-up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-209677544666120395?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/209677544666120395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=209677544666120395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/209677544666120395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/209677544666120395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomarrow.html' title='tomorrow'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-3287626953814285980</id><published>2008-10-29T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:09:42.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween thing</title><content type='html'>I did a trunk or treat thing today. I have to admit that it doesn't have that little spark all those kids find in it. But than again there is always next year. But it was very boring and crowded for some reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-3287626953814285980?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3287626953814285980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=3287626953814285980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/3287626953814285980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/3287626953814285980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-thing.html' title='halloween thing'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-8270926370907718625</id><published>2008-10-28T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:42:37.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>Today todd wanted me to help him get on his blog. But he forgot his address to get on to blogger and so he had to make a new one. It was a lot of fun making him a new blog again. So after that I left to my room to start blogging. But I have no new news to day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-8270926370907718625?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8270926370907718625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=8270926370907718625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/8270926370907718625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/8270926370907718625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765664562443567543.post-8314084458426293783</id><published>2008-10-27T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:57:45.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog</title><content type='html'>My first blog or any thing like it. It is was very interesting, and very confusing. But I can only hope it will get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3765664562443567543-8314084458426293783?l=emilygartsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8314084458426293783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3765664562443567543&amp;postID=8314084458426293783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/8314084458426293783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3765664562443567543/posts/default/8314084458426293783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygartsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-blog.html' title='My first blog'/><author><name>Emi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413364605813410250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sa6Xa-UCNqY/SlZIQUT8NHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mLS6oadV__Y/S220/IMG_3883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
