<?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-8314068252682201967</id><updated>2012-03-08T08:49:28.168-08:00</updated><category term='summer'/><category term='rent'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Blogs'/><category term='London'/><category term='rock'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='rockband'/><category term='band'/><category term='seasons of love'/><title type='text'>Just Some Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Starting my new life in Utah.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-5523161446634136214</id><published>2010-06-13T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:14:37.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa</title><content type='html'>I love my grandpa B. soooo much! And I finally got to see him! It was great to see him, and he was even himself sometimes. I loved it, and was just so happy! I love hearing about all the memories he has. He is just an interesting man! Even thinking about it almost has me in tears. I just have a couple of lyrics to tell about my grandpa and how amazing he is! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'd Give it All For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'd give it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all for you by my side once more &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'd give it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd give it ‘cause the mountains I climb &lt;br /&gt;Get higher and higher &lt;br /&gt;I'm running from time &lt;br /&gt;And walking through fire &lt;br /&gt;And dreams just don't come true &lt;br /&gt;But now there's you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows it's easy to hide,&lt;br /&gt;Easy to hide from the things that you feel &lt;br /&gt;And harder to blindly trust &lt;br /&gt;What you can't understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows it's easy to run,&lt;br /&gt;Easy to run from the people you love &lt;br /&gt;And harder to stand and fight &lt;br /&gt;For the things you believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were oceans to cross &lt;br /&gt;There were mountains to conquer &lt;br /&gt;And I stood on the shore &lt;br /&gt;And I stood on the cliff &lt;br /&gt;And the second before I jumped &lt;br /&gt;I knew where I needed to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gave it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I gave it all for you by my side once more &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gave it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I gave it ‘cause it's harder to touch &lt;br /&gt;The things that are dearer &lt;br /&gt;I love you too much &lt;br /&gt;To trust something clearer &lt;br /&gt;I know I fell too far &lt;br /&gt;But here you are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;For Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it said &lt;br /&gt;That people come into our lives for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Bringing something we must learn&lt;br /&gt;And we are led&lt;br /&gt;To those who help us most to grow &lt;br /&gt;If we let them&lt;br /&gt;And we help them in return&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if I believe that's true&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm who I am today&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Come What May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste&lt;br /&gt;It all revolves around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no mountain too high no river too wide&lt;br /&gt;Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side&lt;br /&gt;Storm clouds may gather and stars may collide&lt;br /&gt;But I love you until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, come what may &lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;Oh come what may, come what may &lt;br /&gt;I will love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, come what may &lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love how music expresses how I feel so perfectly. And I know that this is all happening for a reason. I am growing from this experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-5523161446634136214?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5523161446634136214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=5523161446634136214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5523161446634136214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5523161446634136214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/grandpa.html' title='Grandpa'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-8895874874292871623</id><published>2010-06-03T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:38:46.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#25: Lagoon Day</title><content type='html'>Had an awesome time at Lagoon today, with my awesome friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-8895874874292871623?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8895874874292871623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=8895874874292871623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8895874874292871623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8895874874292871623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/25-lagoon-day.html' title='#25: Lagoon Day'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-2348864838098410495</id><published>2010-06-02T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:55:59.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#24 Moment of Love: Megan</title><content type='html'>My awesome friend Megan was so nice to me when I got dehydrated. LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-2348864838098410495?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2348864838098410495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=2348864838098410495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2348864838098410495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2348864838098410495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/24-moment-of-love-megan.html' title='#24 Moment of Love: Megan'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-6074109410622974540</id><published>2010-06-02T21:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:55:12.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#23 Moment of Love: Launching rockets</title><content type='html'>Launched rockets today in science. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-6074109410622974540?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6074109410622974540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=6074109410622974540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6074109410622974540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6074109410622974540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/23-moment-of-love-launching-rockets.html' title='#23 Moment of Love: Launching rockets'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-2984913051585704809</id><published>2010-06-02T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:54:46.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons of love'/><title type='text'>#22 Moment of Love: Swimming</title><content type='html'>Went swimming with my friends for mutual. It was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-2984913051585704809?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2984913051585704809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=2984913051585704809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2984913051585704809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2984913051585704809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/22-moment-of-love-swimming.html' title='#22 Moment of Love: Swimming'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-8523273221356255311</id><published>2010-05-31T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:38:07.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rockband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons of love'/><title type='text'>#21 Moment of Love: Rockband with Steve</title><content type='html'>Played Rock Band with Steve. BEATLES ROCK BAND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-8523273221356255311?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8523273221356255311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=8523273221356255311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8523273221356255311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8523273221356255311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/21-moment-of-love-rockband-with-steve.html' title='#21 Moment of Love: Rockband with Steve'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-9011345016782921671</id><published>2010-05-31T12:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:38:44.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons of love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>#20 Moment of Love: Ruth's Blog</title><content type='html'>Love reading about her adventures in London.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-9011345016782921671?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9011345016782921671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=9011345016782921671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/9011345016782921671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/9011345016782921671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/20-moment-of-love-ruths-blog.html' title='#20 Moment of Love: Ruth&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-5309004279117001768</id><published>2010-05-31T12:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:25:33.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#19 Moment of Love: Phoebe in Wonderland</title><content type='html'>Good Movie. You should watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-5309004279117001768?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5309004279117001768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=5309004279117001768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5309004279117001768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5309004279117001768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/19-moment-of-love-phoebe-in-wonderland.html' title='#19 Moment of Love: Phoebe in Wonderland'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-7583485042816626902</id><published>2010-05-31T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:25:06.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#18 Moment of Love: BIG COUPON</title><content type='html'>My Okasan, Wendy, and I went fabric shopping. We used a really big coupon. Fun times. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-7583485042816626902?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7583485042816626902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=7583485042816626902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/7583485042816626902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/7583485042816626902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/18-moment-of-love-big-coupon.html' title='#18 Moment of Love: BIG COUPON'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-4583607897756572870</id><published>2010-05-31T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:24:14.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#17 Moment of Love: Talking with Reagan</title><content type='html'>And we named him, Molasses. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-4583607897756572870?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4583607897756572870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=4583607897756572870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4583607897756572870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4583607897756572870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/17-moment-of-love-talking-with-reagan.html' title='#17 Moment of Love: Talking with Reagan'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-6544859555175004499</id><published>2010-05-31T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T08:25:43.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#16: Family Get Together</title><content type='html'>We came together as a family to have a prayer for my grandpa. It was nice to get together to comfort each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-6544859555175004499?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6544859555175004499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=6544859555175004499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6544859555175004499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6544859555175004499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/16-family-get-together.html' title='#16: Family Get Together'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-2476407279697063841</id><published>2010-05-30T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:07:39.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether good or bad&lt;br /&gt;It&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; happens for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's heartbreaking&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;happens for reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether good or bad&lt;br /&gt;Whether happy or sad&lt;br /&gt;Whether exciting or terrifying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we may blame&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we become angry&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we question&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everything happens for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me when I say&lt;br /&gt;It's for our own good&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everything happens for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-2476407279697063841?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2476407279697063841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=2476407279697063841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2476407279697063841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2476407279697063841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/poem-everything.html' title='Poem: Everything'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-3264295492204865533</id><published>2010-05-30T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:02:55.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Sunday: Let it Be</title><content type='html'>When I find myself in times of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Mother mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;And in my hour of darkness&lt;br /&gt;She is standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the broken hearted people&lt;br /&gt;Living in the world agree,&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;For though they may be parted there is&lt;br /&gt;Still a chance that they will see&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be. yeah&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night is cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;There is still a light that shines on me,&lt;br /&gt;Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to the sound of music&lt;br /&gt;Mother mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be,&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;For everyone going through hard times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-3264295492204865533?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3264295492204865533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=3264295492204865533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3264295492204865533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3264295492204865533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/song-sunday-let-it-be.html' title='Song Sunday: Let it Be'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-8297856391713117832</id><published>2010-05-30T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T15:59:28.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#15 Moment of Love: Strength of our Ward</title><content type='html'>There was a horrible accident last night, and today in YW we had a testimony meeting. After something this awful, many people blame God. But we are all still strong in our faith, and have become optimists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-8297856391713117832?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8297856391713117832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=8297856391713117832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8297856391713117832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8297856391713117832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/15-moment-of-love-strength-of-our-ward.html' title='#15 Moment of Love: Strength of our Ward'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-2019471591270422618</id><published>2010-05-30T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T15:58:10.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#14 Moment of Love: Old Friends</title><content type='html'>Steve and I got to hang out with Rebekah, a long time friend from Okinawa! It was lots of fun and you should see Prince of Persia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-2019471591270422618?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2019471591270422618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=2019471591270422618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2019471591270422618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2019471591270422618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/14-moment-of-love-old-friends.html' title='#14 Moment of Love: Old Friends'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-369055095605992236</id><published>2010-05-30T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T15:57:22.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#13 Moment of Love: Stalking with Sophie</title><content type='html'>Sophie and I stalked my neighborhood. :D With our nerd glasses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-369055095605992236?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/369055095605992236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=369055095605992236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/369055095605992236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/369055095605992236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/13-moment-of-love-stalking-with-sophie.html' title='#13 Moment of Love: Stalking with Sophie'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-38373912591773523</id><published>2010-05-21T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:04:59.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#12 Moment of Love: Youth Counselor</title><content type='html'>I get to be a youth counselor this summer at Utah House in Kaysville! It's going to be awesome and I went to a thing today to prepare for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-38373912591773523?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/38373912591773523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=38373912591773523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/38373912591773523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/38373912591773523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/12-moment-of-love-youth-counselor.html' title='#12 Moment of Love: Youth Counselor'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-4205358354365264930</id><published>2010-05-20T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:43:38.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#11 Moment of Love: Discussing with Emily</title><content type='html'>Talking about Spirit Bound, which is an AMAZING book! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-4205358354365264930?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4205358354365264930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=4205358354365264930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4205358354365264930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4205358354365264930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/11-moment-of-love-discussing-with-emily.html' title='#11 Moment of Love: Discussing with Emily'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-186567198764117499</id><published>2010-05-20T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:41:20.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem Thursday: Dreams</title><content type='html'>Dreams Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams can keep you awake at night&lt;br /&gt;Dreams can not be touched by science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are questioned&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are thought up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams give answers&lt;br /&gt;Dreams give lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams show insight&lt;br /&gt;Dreams show the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams aren't something known&lt;br /&gt;Dreams aren't something physical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams can make you question&lt;br /&gt;Dreams can think of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S_XkmU8RRBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/o7eNFrTQSI4/s1600/DSC_1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S_XkmU8RRBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/o7eNFrTQSI4/s400/DSC_1110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473532269246366738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-186567198764117499?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/186567198764117499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=186567198764117499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/186567198764117499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/186567198764117499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/poem-thursday-dreams.html' title='Poem Thursday: Dreams'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S_XkmU8RRBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/o7eNFrTQSI4/s72-c/DSC_1110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-1358559783917195724</id><published>2010-05-20T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:31:29.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo/Song Wednesday: I'd Give It All For You</title><content type='html'>First off, I'm sorry that this is late, but better late than never, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a house while you were gone &lt;br /&gt;The week after you left me &lt;br /&gt;I found a couple acres &lt;br /&gt;Near Sarilla Park &lt;br /&gt;I had a house while you were gone &lt;br /&gt;A house with silver shutters &lt;br /&gt;And a driveway laid in marble &lt;br /&gt;And thousands of rooms to fill &lt;br /&gt;And miles of space to fly &lt;br /&gt;And I tried to believe it,&lt;br /&gt;It was better without you &lt;br /&gt;I was safer alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'd give it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all for you by my side once more &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'd give it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all to hold you again &lt;br /&gt;To feel I'm completed &lt;br /&gt;To know there and then &lt;br /&gt;That all that I needed &lt;br /&gt;Was you to fight the fear &lt;br /&gt;And now you're here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a trip while I was gone &lt;br /&gt;I cashed in all my savings &lt;br /&gt;And bought an Eldorado &lt;br /&gt;Drove to Tennessee &lt;br /&gt;I took a trip while I was gone &lt;br /&gt;I drove across the country &lt;br /&gt;And I stopped at lots of diners &lt;br /&gt;And stared at a million stars &lt;br /&gt;And thought I could touch the sky &lt;br /&gt;And I tried to believe it,&lt;br /&gt;It was better without you &lt;br /&gt;I was finally free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'd give it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all for you by my side once more &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'd give it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd give it ‘cause the mountains I climb &lt;br /&gt;Get higher and higher &lt;br /&gt;I'm running from time &lt;br /&gt;And walking through fire &lt;br /&gt;And dreams just don't come true &lt;br /&gt;But now there's you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows it's easy to hide,&lt;br /&gt;Easy to hide from the things that you feel &lt;br /&gt;And harder to blindly trust &lt;br /&gt;What you can't understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows it's easy to run,&lt;br /&gt;Easy to run from the people you love &lt;br /&gt;And harder to stand and fight &lt;br /&gt;For the things you believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing about us was perfect or clear &lt;br /&gt;But when paradise calls me &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be here &lt;br /&gt;There's something between us &lt;br /&gt;That nobody else needs to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were oceans to cross &lt;br /&gt;There were mountains to conquer &lt;br /&gt;And I stood on the shore &lt;br /&gt;And I stood on the cliff &lt;br /&gt;And the second before I jumped &lt;br /&gt;I knew where I needed to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gave it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I gave it all for you by my side once more &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I gave it all for you &lt;br /&gt;I gave it ‘cause it's harder to touch &lt;br /&gt;The things that are dearer &lt;br /&gt;I love you too much &lt;br /&gt;To trust something clearer &lt;br /&gt;I know I fell too far &lt;br /&gt;But here you are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the musical, Songs for a New World, and it's not just about romance for me, but friendship and family. I LOVE this song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S_Xh6FMqsFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/v0phzJYIoJg/s1600/DSC_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S_Xh6FMqsFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/v0phzJYIoJg/s400/DSC_1202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473529310082674770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-1358559783917195724?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1358559783917195724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=1358559783917195724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1358559783917195724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1358559783917195724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/photosong-wednesday-id-give-it-all-for.html' title='Photo/Song Wednesday: I&apos;d Give It All For You'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S_Xh6FMqsFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/v0phzJYIoJg/s72-c/DSC_1202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-3465636090659131028</id><published>2010-05-20T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:25:20.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#10 Moment of Love: Plotting with Lauren</title><content type='html'>Lauren told me that I need to give Sophie a stern lecture today. I felt like a mom! "I'm just worried about you" "I don't want you getting hurt" and "I'm dissapointed in you" which were half sarcasm and half serious....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-3465636090659131028?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3465636090659131028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=3465636090659131028' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3465636090659131028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3465636090659131028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-moment-of-love-plotting-with-lauren.html' title='#10 Moment of Love: Plotting with Lauren'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-4025394543204505943</id><published>2010-05-18T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:21:27.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#9 Moment of Love: Talking w/ My Mom</title><content type='html'>I got to have some time after school today, to talk with just my mom. It was really good to talk about Grandpa, even though it's a sad subject. I wish we could have one-on-one time to talk more often. Love you mom! And I love you Grandpa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-4025394543204505943?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4025394543204505943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=4025394543204505943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4025394543204505943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4025394543204505943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/9-moment-of-love-talking-w-my-mom.html' title='#9 Moment of Love: Talking w/ My Mom'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-5257769335743886657</id><published>2010-05-18T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:49:42.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#8 Moment of Love: Becoming Mrs. Uncontrollable Laughter</title><content type='html'>I think I got a little high while spray painting, and everything Sophie is saying right now, is extremely funny. And Sophie decided that I was to become Mrs. Uncontrollable Laughter...:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-5257769335743886657?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5257769335743886657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=5257769335743886657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5257769335743886657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5257769335743886657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/8-moment-of-love-becoming-mrs.html' title='#8 Moment of Love: Becoming Mrs. Uncontrollable Laughter'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-1811488297850342445</id><published>2010-05-18T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:48:19.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#7 Moment of Love: Me Time</title><content type='html'>Today I had some me time, spray painting pants. Megan's pants and my pants. Good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-1811488297850342445?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1811488297850342445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=1811488297850342445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1811488297850342445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1811488297850342445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/7-moment-of-love-me-time.html' title='#7 Moment of Love: Me Time'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-6934843605123083481</id><published>2010-05-18T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:46:36.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#6 Moment of Love: John</title><content type='html'>I yelled at this kid from Megan's house asking him his name, because Megan was trying to figure out who he was. He name was John. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-6934843605123083481?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6934843605123083481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=6934843605123083481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6934843605123083481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6934843605123083481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/6-moment-of-love-john.html' title='#6 Moment of Love: John'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-3968663033644038705</id><published>2010-05-18T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:54:32.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#5 Moment of Love: Arguing with Kylie</title><content type='html'>We watched a movie in Seminary today and there was a snake in it. Kylie and I argued over whether it was real or fake! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-3968663033644038705?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3968663033644038705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=3968663033644038705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3968663033644038705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3968663033644038705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/5-moment-of-love-arguing-with-kylie.html' title='#5 Moment of Love: Arguing with Kylie'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-4687876586513932872</id><published>2010-05-18T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T15:03:46.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#4 Moment of Love: Reading Blogs</title><content type='html'>Reading about Ruth's trip in London is always a pleasure! I love that the fact that technology allows us to keep in touch with people that are thousands of miles away! And I got to read Colin's blog, which was cool. I also read Zoe's blog, as well as many of my other family members!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-4687876586513932872?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4687876586513932872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=4687876586513932872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4687876586513932872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4687876586513932872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/4-moment-of-love-reading-blogs.html' title='#4 Moment of Love: Reading Blogs'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-6271888082873212597</id><published>2010-05-18T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:38:42.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#3 Moment of Love: Practicing</title><content type='html'>In social dance we are doing a dance, like I said before to Pictures of You. I had a lot of fun practicing and we are going to again soon at either Megan's or my house. I am very excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-6271888082873212597?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6271888082873212597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=6271888082873212597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6271888082873212597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6271888082873212597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-moment-of-love-practicing.html' title='#3 Moment of Love: Practicing'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-2389728160934204981</id><published>2010-05-17T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:01:16.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#2 Moment of Love: Awesome Conversation with Sophie</title><content type='html'>I love conversations with my awesome friends. Today on facebook, we had one awesome conversation....:D Mostly inside jokes, so if anyone else read it, it would be very confusing. Thank you Sophie, for my laughter today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-2389728160934204981?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2389728160934204981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=2389728160934204981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2389728160934204981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2389728160934204981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-moment-of-love-awesome-conversation.html' title='#2 Moment of Love: Awesome Conversation with Sophie'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-4090699615230536278</id><published>2010-05-17T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:58:20.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#1 Moment of Lovet: Motorcycle Ride</title><content type='html'>I am going to have 525,600 moments in this year that I will post, and maybe I will get it. They will be brief because there are so many in such a little amount of time...&lt;br /&gt;#1 Moment of Love:&lt;br /&gt;Today I went on a motorcycle ride with my dad to get CDs. But I love riding the motorcycle with my dad. I always love moments with my dad, because he is gone a lot since he is the military. It's really great to spend time with my dad. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-4090699615230536278?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4090699615230536278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=4090699615230536278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4090699615230536278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4090699615230536278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/1-moment-of-lovet-motorcycle-ride.html' title='#1 Moment of Lovet: Motorcycle Ride'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-1629488005772197639</id><published>2010-05-17T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:11:42.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Goodnight - "Pictures of You"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/WGmdoOP7E24/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGmdoOP7E24&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGmdoOP7E24&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the song Megan, Katelyn, and I are dancing to for social dance! It's going to be awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-1629488005772197639?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1629488005772197639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=1629488005772197639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1629488005772197639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1629488005772197639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-goodnight-pictures-of-you.html' title='The Last Goodnight - &quot;Pictures of You&quot;'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-7607448442966619022</id><published>2010-05-14T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T12:49:07.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AP Test</title><content type='html'>Today was the AP test. It was ok....I think I did pretty good. The multiple choice was the hardest part. I have a song for today, that has gotten me through this class (And hard days):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;br /&gt;Six hundred minutes,&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;br /&gt;Moments so dear.&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;br /&gt;Six hundred minutes&lt;br /&gt;How do you measure, measure a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights&lt;br /&gt;In cups of coffee&lt;br /&gt;In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;br /&gt;Six hundred minutes&lt;br /&gt;How do you measure&lt;br /&gt;A year in the life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about love?&lt;br /&gt;How about love?&lt;br /&gt;How about love? Measure in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons of love. Seasons of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;br /&gt;Six hundred minutes!&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;br /&gt;Journeys to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;br /&gt;Six hundred minutes&lt;br /&gt;How do you measure the life&lt;br /&gt;Of a woman or a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truths that she learned,&lt;br /&gt;Or in times that he cried.&lt;br /&gt;In bridges he burned,&lt;br /&gt;Or the way that she died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time now to sing out,&lt;br /&gt;Tho' the story never ends&lt;br /&gt;Let's celebrate&lt;br /&gt;Remember a year in the life of friends&lt;br /&gt;Remember the love!&lt;br /&gt;Remember the love!&lt;br /&gt;Seasons of love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you got to got to &lt;br /&gt;Remember the love! &lt;br /&gt;You know that love is a gift from up above &lt;br /&gt;Share love, give love spread love &lt;br /&gt;Measure measure your life in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song, and it's very true to me. In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the love in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I am going to post my inspirational music playlist! Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;Seasons of Love-Rent&lt;br /&gt;Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again-Phantom of the Opera&lt;br /&gt;One Day I'll Fly Away-Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;Stars and the Moon-Songs for a New World&lt;br /&gt;Revolution-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Black Bird-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Flying-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Don't let Me Down-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields Forever-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Come Together-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Rent-Rent&lt;br /&gt;Your Song-Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;Proud Mary-Glee&lt;br /&gt;Something-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;I'd Give It All For You-Songs for a New World&lt;br /&gt;One Song Glory-Rent&lt;br /&gt;I'll Stand By You-Glee&lt;br /&gt;Come What May-Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;Defying Gravity-Glee/Wicked&lt;br /&gt;Imagine-John Lennon/Glee&lt;br /&gt;Opening: The New World-Songs for a New World&lt;br /&gt;If I Fell-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;While My Guitar Gently Weeps-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;I am the Walrus-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Smile-Glee/Charlie Chaplin&lt;br /&gt;Girl-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;I'm Not Afraid of Anything-Songs for a New World&lt;br /&gt;Blue Jay Way-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Dear Prudence-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Bad Day-Daniel Powter&lt;br /&gt;Keep Holding On-Glee&lt;br /&gt;Don't Stop Believin'-Glee/Journey&lt;br /&gt;Elephant Love Medley-Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;Across the Universe-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Lean on Me-Glee&lt;br /&gt;Somebody to Love-Glee&lt;br /&gt;True Colors-Glee&lt;br /&gt;All You Need is Love-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Because-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;My Life Would Suck without You-Glee&lt;br /&gt;Hold Me Tight-Beatles/Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;No Air-Glee&lt;br /&gt;(And probably many more!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-7607448442966619022?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7607448442966619022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=7607448442966619022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/7607448442966619022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/7607448442966619022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/ap-test.html' title='AP Test'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-7221459232307400209</id><published>2010-05-13T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T15:36:21.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem Thursday: Nothing is the Same</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nothing is the Same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is the same today&lt;br /&gt;Everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;No one knows, &lt;br /&gt;That on the inside you are emotionally spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is the same today&lt;br /&gt;As you walk through school,&lt;br /&gt;You see everything differently&lt;br /&gt;You appreciate the little things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is the same &lt;br /&gt;Because you know something different&lt;br /&gt;Because he's not the same&lt;br /&gt;And you want it to be back the way it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is the same&lt;br /&gt;But everything is the same&lt;br /&gt;You are different&lt;br /&gt;Affecting the way you live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is the same&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is the expected&lt;br /&gt;This is only the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Of a long awful road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is the same&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is different&lt;br /&gt;Tragic or uplifting&lt;br /&gt;Everyday something is different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is the same&lt;br /&gt;Although you try to keep it that way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-7221459232307400209?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-2956978597221240799</id><published>2010-05-12T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:18:18.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo/Song Wednesday: Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Where is the moment we needed the most&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to gray&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee you go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces every time&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you need a blue sky holiday?&lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oooh.. a holiday..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink&lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong&lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;br /&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;br /&gt;Oh you and I&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You've seen what you like&lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel for one more time&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first fell in love with the song when my best friend Sarah and I watched a youtube video. It was about Harry Potter and this was in the back ground, and right as it hit the loud chorus, the video of Hermione hitting Draco came up. We laughed and laughed, and I listened to it ever since. Today has been a bad day for me. I've been sick and my grandpa went to the hospital at 2am. I really don't want to go into details. But it's been hard and music is my only output. On Glee last night the character Rachel lost her voice for a little bit. My cousin, Charlene was reminded of me when she said, "I'm like tinkerbell...I need applause to live." I need music. It needs me. So this is my Wednesday. Oh and I get to go take a practice AP test. Yay me...&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture that goes along with this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S-sMkkOMObI/AAAAAAAAAG0/37k9owNjHgY/s1600/12639_177848418896_659743896_2831036_6223427_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S-sMkkOMObI/AAAAAAAAAG0/37k9owNjHgY/s400/12639_177848418896_659743896_2831036_6223427_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470479994709621170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-2956978597221240799?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2956978597221240799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=2956978597221240799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2956978597221240799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2956978597221240799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/photosong-wednesday-bad-day.html' title='Photo/Song Wednesday: Bad Day'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S-sMkkOMObI/AAAAAAAAAG0/37k9owNjHgY/s72-c/12639_177848418896_659743896_2831036_6223427_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-3090479279564055315</id><published>2010-05-09T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T12:51:26.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>This mother's day, I am sick. But I made my mom a kind of card thing. I found quotes about moms, and I wrote a poem using song lyrics. I'll post the words I put on it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Children seldom misquote you. They more often repeat word for word what you shouldn’t have said.” -Mae Maloo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mothers of teenagers know why animals eat their young." ~ Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama who bore me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d give it all for you&lt;br /&gt;In daylights, in sunsets&lt;br /&gt;I’d give it all for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life would suck without you&lt;br /&gt;Come what may&lt;br /&gt;My life would suck without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give you stars and the moon&lt;br /&gt;That’s all I know&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give you stars and the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will follow where you lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.”&lt;br /&gt; -Erma Bombeck &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once."    &lt;br /&gt;-Jennifer Unlimited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it." &lt;br /&gt;~ Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So thank you for reminding me about the importance of being a good mom and a great volunteer as well."&lt;br /&gt;-President George W. Bush (I do believe I got this off a sight that said, "unintentionally funny" HAHA!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile tho' your heart is aching,&lt;br /&gt;Smile Even though it's breaking,&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky- You'll get by,&lt;br /&gt;If you Smile through your fear and sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through- For you.&lt;br /&gt;Light up your face with gladness,&lt;br /&gt;Hide ev'ry trace of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;Altho' a tear may be ever so near,&lt;br /&gt;That's the time (thats the time) you must keep on trying,&lt;br /&gt;Smile- What's the use of crying,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile.&lt;br /&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying,&lt;br /&gt;Smile- What's the use of crying,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile.&lt;br /&gt;Smile tho' your heart is aching,&lt;br /&gt;Smile Even though it's breaking,&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky- You'll get by,&lt;br /&gt;That's the time (thats the time) you must keep on trying,&lt;br /&gt;Smile- What's the use of crying,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;If you just&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lead &lt;br /&gt;I will follow &lt;br /&gt;Anywhere that you tell me to &lt;br /&gt;If you need-(If)you need me to be with you &lt;br /&gt;I will follow &lt;br /&gt;Where you lead &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're out on the road &lt;br /&gt;Feelin' lonely and so cold &lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is call my name &lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there &lt;br /&gt;On the next train&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-3090479279564055315?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3090479279564055315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=3090479279564055315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3090479279564055315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3090479279564055315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-3958794102688303390</id><published>2010-05-06T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:21:32.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem Thursday: Silence</title><content type='html'>I have recently starting writing again, and to get myself to keep writing I am going to post some recent poetry I've written, every Thursday. Comment whether you like or not. I love all criticism! I will also give a little background, but I want you to interpret as you will. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this last night, it's pretty easy to figure out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence is deafening,&lt;br /&gt;People can be annoying,&lt;br /&gt;Music is my air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence gets you no where,&lt;br /&gt;People can be stupid,&lt;br /&gt;Music is beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence tears me apart,&lt;br /&gt;People aren't smart,&lt;br /&gt;Music puts the pieces together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-3958794102688303390?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3958794102688303390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=3958794102688303390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3958794102688303390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3958794102688303390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/poem-thursday-silence.html' title='Poem Thursday: Silence'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-7701347525913126969</id><published>2010-05-04T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T17:08:00.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S-C21UTucVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DNqJcWqdSRw/s1600/DSC_1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S-C21UTucVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DNqJcWqdSRw/s400/DSC_1026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467570974728548690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the soul's sincere desire&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the burden of a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the simplest form of speech&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the Christian's vital breath&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song that my seminary teacher showed us today in class. It spoke so much too me. Maybe it's because its in song. Maybe I am supposed to speak through song. And I know Zoe, you agree with that. &lt;3 I've always loved music. And prayer I think isn't much different than writing a song. You think about it before, and the words just come, when the Spirit guides you. Prayer and song writing is also from the heart. And knowing that prayer is like a song, it just makes it so much more simpler to me. When I pray I never know what to say, but I just try to listen to the spirit. Now I'm not saying, I am going to sing my prayers, but if I'm having a hard time with praying, why not? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord be with us as we walk&lt;br /&gt;Along our homeward road.&lt;br /&gt;In silent thought or friendly talk&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts be near to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The straight and narrow way to heav'n &lt;br /&gt;where angels bright and fair&lt;br /&gt;Are singing to God's praise, is found&lt;br /&gt;Thru constant secret prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the innocence of youth&lt;br /&gt;We would all thy laws fulfill&lt;br /&gt;Lead us in the way of truth.&lt;br /&gt;Give us strength to do thy will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-7701347525913126969?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7701347525913126969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=7701347525913126969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/7701347525913126969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/7701347525913126969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S-C21UTucVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DNqJcWqdSRw/s72-c/DSC_1026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-2886905799843117297</id><published>2010-04-12T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:56:16.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheelchairs and Injuries</title><content type='html'>So I busted my left ankle again-this time iceskating. And of course this all happened the DAY before I left for spring break. I sprained it both ways-biliteral sprain (I think it's called that...). This weekend my family and I went to California! :D It was very much fun, except for my stupid injury. Six Flags Magic Mountain-that's where this is all leading to. I had to use a wheelchair for that day, and while my brother and I had tons of fun going up and down hills, being in a wheelchair sucks. Yes, I got to get in the front of the line, but it was still pretty stupid. When you're in a wheelchair people either become one of two people-the I feel so sorry for you, or the I don't care you're not better than anyone else. You don't need to feel sorry. I think that's probably worse, because they make you feel helpless, like you can't do anything and are stupid. And while I don't want people to be jerks, just because you're in a wheelchair, you aren't better than anyone else. Now I was just in a wheelchair for a day-think about someone that has to spend their whole life in a wheelchair, how do you think they feel? And having these jerks make you feel like you can walk, get up. That's just stupid people being stupid people I guess. But when I am treated like there is nothing wrong with me, when there is, that irks me quite a bit. On another note, the bathrooms at this place were impossible to get through in a wheelchair and are tiny. There was only 4 stalls in one of them. This is an amusement park people, hundreds of people-everyone has to pee at some point. But whatever, I just think that we should think more about others. Because their living their lives too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-2886905799843117297?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2886905799843117297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=2886905799843117297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2886905799843117297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2886905799843117297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/wheelchairs-and-injuries.html' title='Wheelchairs and Injuries'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-527062341315632234</id><published>2010-04-04T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T10:52:54.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>On this Easter Sunday, I am listening to my wonderful church's General Conference. Most of the talks today have been spoken about what Christ did for us. And when you think about it, no one can imagine what Christ felt as he suffered for our sins in gethsemane. Jesus Christ bled from every pore, and He felt every pain that we have felt, in a small time, when we feel our pains over a lifetime. Jesus Christ overcame death and was resurrected, and because he was resurrected, we will too. And isn't that an awesome feeling-to know that we will live again in perfection! For me that is amazing, because I know that even after I die, I will be able to live again with my family. That, for me, is the greatest feeling in the world. And I also know that Christ atoned for my sins, so that I can repent for my sins and be clean. I love knowing these things because this makes me happy. Christ did so much for us, and I know that when I think that no one else has gone through what I have gone through, I can know that He has. Isn't that amazing? &lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter everyone! And enjoy the blessings of the Savior. &lt;br /&gt;He is my Prince of Peace and the King of Kings. &lt;br /&gt;Just some thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Robyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-527062341315632234?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/527062341315632234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=527062341315632234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/527062341315632234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/527062341315632234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-1952367933350799806</id><published>2010-03-28T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:09:27.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Word Memoirs</title><content type='html'>Just some past writing on books that I've read: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Song of the Sparrow&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Ann Sandell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you take him away?&lt;br /&gt;I felt like that annoying kid.&lt;br /&gt;And I felt bad why, thinking…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;Meg Cabot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you really just say that?&lt;br /&gt;You see, I’ve got this crush…&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you understand my problems?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess in the Spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Meg Cabot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote those letters to me?&lt;br /&gt;Did I really just say yes?&lt;br /&gt;Why did he kiss me, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Party Princess&lt;br /&gt;Meg Cabot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not meant to do this.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could impress him…&lt;br /&gt;Am I really the right girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vampire Academy&lt;br /&gt;Richelle Mead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you would be first.&lt;br /&gt;I’m really not like that… sometimes… &lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry about me, but you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bound &lt;br /&gt;Donna Jo Napol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes dreams do come true, right?&lt;br /&gt;Just wish it could be me.&lt;br /&gt;And they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Project Paris &lt;br /&gt;Lisa Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That outfit is so last year.&lt;br /&gt;Walked in at the WRONG MOMENT&lt;br /&gt;Can you say fabulous girlfriend, please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-1952367933350799806?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1952367933350799806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=1952367933350799806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1952367933350799806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1952367933350799806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/six-word-memoirs.html' title='Six Word Memoirs'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-2980688174043738518</id><published>2010-03-28T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T15:42:17.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIfe Lesson: Music</title><content type='html'>I've had music in my life ever since I was a child. And it's done so much for me. I can sing, dance, and know Bible stories. Today in Sunday school, we learned about Joseph. He was sold into slavery by his brothers at 17, sent to prison for something he didn't do, and then became the Pharaoh's #1 man. I knew the whole story before we began, why? Because of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, a MUSICAL! I wanted to sing the whole lesson, and did...but don't you see (whoever "you" are) what music can do for a person. Music can lift you up, and teach you so many things. &lt;br /&gt;Now: onto homework. boo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-2980688174043738518?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2980688174043738518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=2980688174043738518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2980688174043738518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2980688174043738518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-lesson-music.html' title='LIfe Lesson: Music'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-6649248124652010686</id><published>2010-03-17T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:26:23.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Survived a Slurpy Attack</title><content type='html'>Let's recap what you've missed in my life, since I last posted something. &lt;div&gt;1. I'm getting a splint retainer thing for my jaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I've had a lot of freakin' homework, and it sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love dancing--6 days a week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I survived that slurpy attack. (It was very traumatizing.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Some 7th graders think I'm a creeper. (And I'm not explaining that one...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I had a weird St. Patricks Day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I will explain St. Patricks Day. I wish I had a camera at school today. It was really cool to see how many shades of green were in the hallway. It was the most amazing thing, I think I've ever seen. With so many students at our school, the hallways are like sardine cans. Although that may be, it was really spectacular to see the many greens in the hallway. And now I've got to do all my AP/honors homework that I've been procrastinating. And I said sorry to those 7th graders....because I yelled at them, and I felt bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-6649248124652010686?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6649248124652010686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=6649248124652010686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6649248124652010686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/6649248124652010686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-survived-slurpy-attack.html' title='I Survived a Slurpy Attack'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-5991478937285459766</id><published>2010-02-25T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:53:02.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Pair of Pointe Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, I realized the problem I've been having with my pointe shoes-I haven't felt comfortable going all the way onto my box (the flat top)-is that my right shank is totally broken. For those of you that don't know, they shank is the piece of wood in the shoe that is the soul, with it broken, it is impossible to use. Passing on my first pointe shoes is hard. I feel extremely attached to them, so I'm keeping them (first I will hopefully make them not smell anymore...). I want to keep all my pairs of pointe shoes and make a memorial to them, kind of weird, yet kind of cool. I am hopefully getting new ones as soon as possible. Wish me luck in all my pointe shoe endeavors.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here they are before they died:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S4dRdr0ireI/AAAAAAAAAFU/AilarwaADdA/s400/DSC02185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442408245121691106" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the photo of them that got published in the Sun Magazine for military kids in the pacific area-Korea, Guam, and Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got new pointe shoes today! They're so pretty and clean! And very hard! I can't move them at all! CRAZY!&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/8314068252682201967-5991478937285459766?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5991478937285459766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=5991478937285459766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5991478937285459766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5991478937285459766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-pair-of-pointe-shoes.html' title='My First Pair of Pointe Shoes'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/S4dRdr0ireI/AAAAAAAAAFU/AilarwaADdA/s72-c/DSC02185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-8421584218411827204</id><published>2009-10-19T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:39:40.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some Thoughts: Unexpectedness</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things happen that you can't control. And lately unexpected things have happened. But although unexpected, they happened for a reason. The trials in the last 5 months have been hard. First, I leave everything I know and love-my home, Japan.Second, when I do find something to get me through, it ends. And third I have the hardest time finding friends. I think I've taken so many things for granted. My family, my friends, and the Lord. You can get so caught up in your own perfect life, that it makes it so hard to leave. The kids at my school don't seem to understand, but I know someone else does. My Heavenly Father, and my Prince of Peace. Jesus Christ suffered so much more than anyone else has, and many people forget that, including me. But to make you feel even more ungrateful, you are blessed once again, by God. I was given Choraliers, which has given me a chance to make some friends. Being blessed like that tells me I should never have doubts that God and Jesus Christ love me and know me personally. I also have the love of a wonderful family. My family is the best, and are extremely important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things have happened to me for an important purpose. God has a plan for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Robyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-8421584218411827204?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8421584218411827204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=8421584218411827204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8421584218411827204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8421584218411827204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-some-thoughts-unexpectedness.html' title='Just Some Thoughts: Unexpectedness'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-1589076657550416846</id><published>2009-05-14T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:22:47.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Oki</title><content type='html'>It was much harder than I thought it would be to leave....I don't know what that island has done to me, but it has change me in many ways that I never thought about. I took for granted the nice Okinawans, and the clean restaurants and stores.  It really never occured to me in Oki how wonderful it was there. Then I come one and am charged $2.30 for a Purelife water bottle that is only worth $.75. I'm never going to forget Oki, because it was such a wonderful time for me there. I'm going to miss all my friends, and I hope I'll get to see them again. I had such wonderful friends that took me for who I am, and not for the person on the outside. I hope I touched their lives in the same way they touched mine. When I hear that the good-bye letter I wrote to Reagan was sent to her family in the states, saying, "A nice mormon girl gave this to Reagan." It shows that I am an example of the believers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-1589076657550416846?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1589076657550416846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=1589076657550416846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1589076657550416846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1589076657550416846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/leaving-oki.html' title='Leaving Oki'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-2467324184837829378</id><published>2009-04-14T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:50:28.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Wanna Do Before I Die:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SeQ_6cWxodI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WYNLRZAIlpA/s1600-h/Ballroom+dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 383px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SeQ_6cWxodI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WYNLRZAIlpA/s400/Ballroom+dancing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324450932735451602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Takes Visa writing assignment from Mr. Coia's Class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Go on a Road trip across America with Heather&lt;br /&gt;    Bungee Jump&lt;br /&gt;    Become a Broadway Star&lt;br /&gt;    Own a yellow 911 Turbo Porsche&lt;br /&gt;    Work as a Dancer for a Disney Park&lt;br /&gt;    Have a walk-in closet filled with Prada, Michael Kors, and every other awesome designer&lt;br /&gt;    Dance with the American Ballet Theater&lt;br /&gt;    Hijack a bus and fill it with penguins&lt;br /&gt;    Backpack through Europe&lt;br /&gt;    Skydive&lt;br /&gt;    Meet my prince in shining armor&lt;br /&gt;    Have a party with bikers and low-life’s&lt;br /&gt;    Visit Uganda&lt;br /&gt;    Go to a Rave with my Mom&lt;br /&gt;    Learn how to dance every kind of dance in the world.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SeQ_-gHBqZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IMYOaoKclCA/s1600-h/Hispanic-hip-hop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SeQ_-gHBqZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IMYOaoKclCA/s400/Hispanic-hip-hop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324451002462611858" border="0" /&gt;(FYI- The Pictures are for my last one)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-2467324184837829378?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2467324184837829378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=2467324184837829378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2467324184837829378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/2467324184837829378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-i-wanna-do-before-i-die.html' title='Things I Wanna Do Before I Die:'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SeQ_6cWxodI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WYNLRZAIlpA/s72-c/Ballroom+dancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-1717329940258340672</id><published>2009-03-18T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:46:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harder Life Than You</title><content type='html'>I believe that someone else has a harder life than you. It seems that most people focus on what their problems are in life, and that no one can relate, because no one goes through, what you go through. Have you ever thought that someone has a life a lot harder than the trials you go through in an entire year? In the small villages of Uganda, hundreds of children travel every night to get to safety. The Civil War in Uganda, African is one of the most horrible wars I’ve ever heard about, not because it’s bloody and everyone’s dying, but Joseph Kony and his army the LAR (Lord’s Resistance Army) use children as their soldiers. They are kidnapped from everything they hold dear. These kids have lost everything- family, homes, and their childhood. You would think that these children cry all day, but they don’t think about the past, they think about the present, that they are still alive. The children in Uganda, sing, dance, and do things that make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;    Before I knew of these children, I took many things for granted. I thought that my life was so horrible, but then I learned of these poor children that go through the most dangerous things everyday, and come out singing and dancing. If only so many people could learn of this and understand that their life is easy, the world would be a better place. We could help those who had less, the ones who go through the unbelievable all day. It would help so many people around the world, and we could all be brothers and sisters with happy lives. Would there be no wars, fighting, crime, and every bad thing that happens in this world? I don’t think this will every happen though, because people are greedy, selfish, and unreasonable. I wish that we could all understand that our lives are easy, and we have it better off than someone else in the world. After reading this, do you still think your life is harder than anyone else’s?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-1717329940258340672?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1717329940258340672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=1717329940258340672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1717329940258340672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1717329940258340672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/harder-life-than-you.html' title='Harder Life Than You'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-3118689998498150143</id><published>2009-03-06T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:57:28.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Magazine Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHGcxym3uI/AAAAAAAAAE4/NyNDfwSRmxg/s1600-h/Sakichan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHGcxym3uI/AAAAAAAAAE4/NyNDfwSRmxg/s400/Sakichan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310243633350762210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHGMYNoHMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wGrHD2sleWw/s1600-h/Pointeshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHGMYNoHMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wGrHD2sleWw/s400/Pointeshoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310243351606860994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHF8Z4V7fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7USsppLcLGc/s1600-h/Mihama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHF8Z4V7fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7USsppLcLGc/s400/Mihama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310243077176552946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHFthyteUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hBWaT4hWkjQ/s1600-h/Ladder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHFthyteUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hBWaT4hWkjQ/s400/Ladder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310242821602376002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHFfJ-3YxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-rj8u4vOzYk/s1600-h/Coke+Can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHFfJ-3YxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-rj8u4vOzYk/s400/Coke+Can.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310242574692737810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-3118689998498150143?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3118689998498150143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=3118689998498150143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3118689998498150143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3118689998498150143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/sun-magazine-pictures.html' title='Sun Magazine Pictures!'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SbHGcxym3uI/AAAAAAAAAE4/NyNDfwSRmxg/s72-c/Sakichan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-1573180288107619259</id><published>2009-03-05T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:24:53.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Magazine Entries!</title><content type='html'>The Sun Magazine is an art magazine for DODDs Pacific. I sent in photos I took and some poems I wrote. Here are my entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From One Story to Another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m from the lights, that blast down on your face.&lt;br /&gt;From those long nights covered in paint,&lt;br /&gt;Falling asleep wherever you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m from His words-the Book of Mormon-that give me instruction on my path.&lt;br /&gt;Where anyone will help you if you need it,&lt;br /&gt;From the lessons of Sisters you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m from the pages of anything placed in my hands,&lt;br /&gt;From princesses to vampires to teenage life,&lt;br /&gt;Where you learn about real life, and the want to be life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m from the studio, where you could stay all night dancing,&lt;br /&gt;Doing the thing that you love&lt;br /&gt;From “Can I get Pointe shoes,” to “My knees hurt.”&lt;br /&gt;Stretching until your legs hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m from my room, with the multiple personalities.&lt;br /&gt;From a fuzzy blanket to Japanese dark chocolate,&lt;br /&gt;To Wicked to Debussy to Good Charlotte to The Phantom of the Opera to Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;To the touch of my cat, Daisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m from my best friend, Sarah&lt;br /&gt;When she moved I was heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;From the random emails from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m from an island,&lt;br /&gt;For six years now.&lt;br /&gt;From the green and blue,&lt;br /&gt;Where it’s always wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m from Sundays,&lt;br /&gt;Where you smell the pot roast all day,&lt;br /&gt;And Jamaal is always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m from those moments-&lt;br /&gt;From singing to dancing to rain&lt;br /&gt;From books and books and books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am What I Am Not Poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in love with lots of boys,&lt;br /&gt;Nor do I need every guy to like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a skinny blonde,&lt;br /&gt;that everyone wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;But, I’m not a tomboy.&lt;br /&gt;I distaste people who gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t suck at Ballet.&lt;br /&gt;I avoid Volley Ball.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any hand-eye coordination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broccoli is not my favorite vegetable,&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t care what hotdogs are made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand why people in the world today,&lt;br /&gt;worry more about money than their families.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t understand how some people don’t believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;But, I don’t think that people with different beliefs are bad people.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it how some people make up things about Mormons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need a lot of money to have fun with friends.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t imagine my self-living anywhere else,&lt;br /&gt;besides Okinawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-1573180288107619259?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1573180288107619259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=1573180288107619259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1573180288107619259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/1573180288107619259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/sun-magazine-entries.html' title='Sun Magazine Entries!'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-5216441575672573398</id><published>2008-12-29T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T05:07:04.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okinawa World Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjLVqYYRoI/AAAAAAAAADw/OIULtrCHhy0/s1600-h/DSC01557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjLVqYYRoI/AAAAAAAAADw/OIULtrCHhy0/s200/DSC01557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285197735733511810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Okinawa World. It was the 4th time for me, but for my dad it was the first time. We first went through the caves. They are always very cold. Here are some pictures from the caves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjDQQQ95fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cv8U70GS-Yo/s1600-h/DSC01593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjDQQQ95fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cv8U70GS-Yo/s200/DSC01593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285188846730733042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjDfEhLYXI/AAAAAAAAADY/FBk3P1JPniQ/s1600-h/DSC01651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjDfEhLYXI/AAAAAAAAADY/FBk3P1JPniQ/s200/DSC01651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285189101275537778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had lots of fun looking at fruit and flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjHI3ZKaiI/AAAAAAAAADg/VBCqXZzF5sM/s1600-h/DSC01564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjHI3ZKaiI/AAAAAAAAADg/VBCqXZzF5sM/s200/DSC01564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285193117841648162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjK72CihkI/AAAAAAAAADo/aFKcpr6-Kcc/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjK72CihkI/AAAAAAAAADo/aFKcpr6-Kcc/s200/DSC01685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285197292186535490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-5216441575672573398?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5216441575672573398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=5216441575672573398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5216441575672573398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5216441575672573398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/okinawa-world-trip.html' title='Okinawa World Trip!'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SVjLVqYYRoI/AAAAAAAAADw/OIULtrCHhy0/s72-c/DSC01557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-4762076675302856904</id><published>2008-12-07T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T04:22:35.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuncrackers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STvAAI1mr9I/AAAAAAAAADI/DlN2o3RGSEc/s1600-h/Photo-0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STvAAI1mr9I/AAAAAAAAADI/DlN2o3RGSEc/s320/Photo-0095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277022496999518162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_1NJ2X_I/AAAAAAAAADA/jOT-Nh-AUis/s1600-h/Photo-0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_1NJ2X_I/AAAAAAAAADA/jOT-Nh-AUis/s320/Photo-0092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277022309179613170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_uk5diKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/y6ZCp6e87yo/s1600-h/Photo-0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_uk5diKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/y6ZCp6e87yo/s320/Photo-0091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277022195294242978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_dz6xzYI/AAAAAAAAACw/mceIPSHAiy4/s1600-h/Photo-0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_dz6xzYI/AAAAAAAAACw/mceIPSHAiy4/s320/Photo-0088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021907268521346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_WB81V4I/AAAAAAAAACo/_0rL_MAnLbk/s1600-h/Photo-0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_WB81V4I/AAAAAAAAACo/_0rL_MAnLbk/s320/Photo-0082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021773596284802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_HkQe7fI/AAAAAAAAACg/3YVVpAVrfu4/s1600-h/Photo-0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_HkQe7fI/AAAAAAAAACg/3YVVpAVrfu4/s320/Photo-0114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021525107469810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_DYljoKI/AAAAAAAAACY/87TN5JPG6Xk/s1600-h/Photo-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu_DYljoKI/AAAAAAAAACY/87TN5JPG6Xk/s320/Photo-0112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021453255155874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu-82cXp2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/JDhVed9Oe08/s1600-h/Photo-0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STu-82cXp2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/JDhVed9Oe08/s320/Photo-0081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021341010601826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am performing in Nuncrackers with POPs! I am Emma. It's been lots of fun so far! Here are some pictures from it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-4762076675302856904?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4762076675302856904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=4762076675302856904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4762076675302856904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4762076675302856904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/nuncrackers.html' title='Nuncrackers!'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/STvAAI1mr9I/AAAAAAAAADI/DlN2o3RGSEc/s72-c/Photo-0095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-8396617248797800529</id><published>2008-11-28T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:51:08.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Drives Me Crazy!</title><content type='html'>Directions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iPod, iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Bring Me to Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;A Whole New World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Send in the Clowns      (Apparently I like to laugh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;More Than a Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Something About You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Burning Love      (I burn love!?!?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Jitterbug      (That is so true! I'm always  dancing at school...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Look What the Cat Dragged In (That's great! Now I know how much my parents love me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Express Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;(You're The) Devil in Disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;The Razor's Edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Suffocate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Basket Case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Spirit in the Sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Where in the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;If I Was a Rich Man (That's interesting....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;The Flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Head Over Heals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Why Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Don't Be Cruel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. SONG THEY WILL PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Travelin' Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. WHAT WILL PUT YOUR SUBJECT AS?&lt;br /&gt;She Drives Me Crazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-8396617248797800529?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8396617248797800529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=8396617248797800529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8396617248797800529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8396617248797800529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-drives-me-crazy.html' title='She Drives Me Crazy!'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-3076791060179466710</id><published>2008-11-27T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T03:12:31.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to say, Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! I'm so thankful for many things!&lt;br /&gt;I'm very thankful for my family and friends. I'm so very thankful for my talents that God has given to me. Without these talents, I don't think I could have lived here without dying of boredom. I'm thankful for the house I live under, even though we all hate how small it is, I'm glad we are not living outside in the rain. I'm also very thankful for the ways of transportation we have on the earth. Another thing I am thankful for is, the beauty of our Earth. I think sometimes we don't realize how beautiful it is.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-3076791060179466710?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3076791060179466710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=3076791060179466710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3076791060179466710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/3076791060179466710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-day.html' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-4911563151096623558</id><published>2008-11-25T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:31:39.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Almost Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's almost Thanksgiving! It baffles me every time how the time passes, when you don't have school. We've had no school in Nov. because of conferences, holidays, or just teacher work days. And now, tomorrow it's THANKSGIVING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuncrackers is coming up too! Next week we open!! This is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-4911563151096623558?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4911563151096623558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=4911563151096623558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4911563151096623558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4911563151096623558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-believe-its-almost-thanksgiving.html' title='It&apos;s Almost Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-8743567734486057195</id><published>2008-11-21T14:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:55:56.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mihama Village!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc8XuhI6CI/AAAAAAAAACI/ucLhj3fJZ4Y/s1600-h/Photo-0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc8XuhI6CI/AAAAAAAAACI/ucLhj3fJZ4Y/s320/Photo-0068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271248267182139426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc7kGdmSNI/AAAAAAAAABw/RkxQIqr03pM/s1600-h/Photo-0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc7kGdmSNI/AAAAAAAAABw/RkxQIqr03pM/s320/Photo-0060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271247380256540882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc7O5XEeWI/AAAAAAAAABo/FGdqS1oN0Xk/s1600-h/Photo-0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc7O5XEeWI/AAAAAAAAABo/FGdqS1oN0Xk/s320/Photo-0058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271247015962245474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve and I went out for dinner last night to American Village or Mihama Village. On our way there, we went to Starbucks and got Hot Chocolate. We first went to Jusco to exchange some money. (Where the very sad yen rate was 92 yen....Makes me sad....) I know the picture's sideways, but a pretty sunset. After changing our money, we went over to Mihama Carnival Park, which is pretty much a mall.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc7uOjr1QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gJldgJVCxfg/s1600-h/Photo-0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc7uOjr1QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gJldgJVCxfg/s320/Photo-0063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271247554228245762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc8FMM1XMI/AAAAAAAAACA/pAj7D4MZOGE/s1600-h/Photo-0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc8FMM1XMI/AAAAAAAAACA/pAj7D4MZOGE/s320/Photo-0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271247948732521666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While in the Carnival Mihama Park, we saw the many Christmas decorations. The Japanese go crazy with decorating for Christimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roof in the mall is pretty cool! If you're go up the escalators, you can see the ferris wheel through the roof and it looks amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-8743567734486057195?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8743567734486057195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=8743567734486057195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8743567734486057195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8743567734486057195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/mihama-village.html' title='Mihama Village!'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSc8XuhI6CI/AAAAAAAAACI/ucLhj3fJZ4Y/s72-c/Photo-0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-8782325162646294865</id><published>2008-11-19T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:05:33.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's actually getting cold over here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSPItethfjI/AAAAAAAAABg/DjNxangFDXw/s1600-h/Photo-0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSPItethfjI/AAAAAAAAABg/DjNxangFDXw/s320/Photo-0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270276672617283122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing a sweater! I love the cold! Everyone over here is very excited for this cold rush! I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-8782325162646294865?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8782325162646294865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=8782325162646294865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8782325162646294865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/8782325162646294865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-actually-getting-cold-over-here.html' title='It&apos;s actually getting cold over here!'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SSPItethfjI/AAAAAAAAABg/DjNxangFDXw/s72-c/Photo-0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-484026228250919000</id><published>2008-11-10T18:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:29:33.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okinawa Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRjt9KkU4dI/AAAAAAAAABI/S84BmOYgGjo/s1600-h/DSC01332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRjt9KkU4dI/AAAAAAAAABI/S84BmOYgGjo/s200/DSC01332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267221399274316242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRjszlGd3YI/AAAAAAAAABA/c9wrV2Sd60E/s1600-h/DSC01328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRjszlGd3YI/AAAAAAAAABA/c9wrV2Sd60E/s320/DSC01328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267220135086513538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining now stop for the past couple of days! This is our house. Very exciting! Not that we are the only ones with the same house.....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is our house number, 6109 A! There is no street name, but it's not that hard to find our house because on there is only one street on this side of the base. It's kind of pathetic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-484026228250919000?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/484026228250919000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=484026228250919000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/484026228250919000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/484026228250919000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/okinawa-life.html' title='Okinawa Life'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRjt9KkU4dI/AAAAAAAAABI/S84BmOYgGjo/s72-c/DSC01332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-7861151098824011998</id><published>2008-11-10T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:46:10.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching the Discovery Channel with Mom, Dad, and Steve</title><content type='html'>So I was just watching some bear show on the Discovery Channel with my mom, my dad, and Steve. They were first showing these guys in this clear box with wholes, watching these bears eat a moose carcass. It was hilarious! These two guys were calmly talking about the bears while they were attacking this carcass. Then this guy put a dummy in front of the box. The real guy was in the box. When the first bear came over he started to bite his foot. (The dummy) Another bear came over and pants him. Then another bear came over and took off the dummies jacket. Then the same bear started to give the dummy CPR....at least that's what it look like. The smart guy in the box said that the bear was trying to break the ribs, but it still looked like the bear was giving the dummy CPR. After the bears had killed Billy (the dummy) they smart guys looked at it and said something smart about the killing. Then they got another dummy which they placed in a tent. Then they watched the bear kill that dummy too. Right now this guy just set up a bear buffet to see what kind of food bears like. The first bear came up and took a bite out of the apple, but then saw the salmon and ran. A bear just ate a rice crispie treat! Anyway, this was just a really weird show....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-7861151098824011998?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7861151098824011998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=7861151098824011998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/7861151098824011998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/7861151098824011998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/watching-discovery-channel-with-mom-dad.html' title='Watching the Discovery Channel with Mom, Dad, and Steve'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-5285529534921325706</id><published>2008-11-09T01:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:08:37.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween on Okinawa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRezvFr8bNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cP1pD65mQIA/s1600-h/DSC01449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRezvFr8bNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cP1pD65mQIA/s320/DSC01449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266875910794800338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Halloween my Okasan (Mom) and I went to the Mihama Halloween Contest. I entered as the "White Witch". It was so much fun! I didn't win anything, but I got my picture taken with/by a million Japanese. They all thought that I was so tall. I felt bad when I scared the little Japanese kids.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at the little Mexican resturant under the Ferris Wheel. It was very good. I had the enchilada meal. I loved the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;After the contest, I went to my friends Abagail's Birthday/Halloween party. It was a lot of fun, until they started throwing cooked rice at everyone. That was a little annoying because it got all in my fur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-5285529534921325706?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5285529534921325706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=5285529534921325706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5285529534921325706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/5285529534921325706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-on-okinawa.html' title='Halloween on Okinawa'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRezvFr8bNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cP1pD65mQIA/s72-c/DSC01449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314068252682201967.post-4777181868029469708</id><published>2008-11-08T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:03:43.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Dance</title><content type='html'>Friday was the first school dance of the new school year. It was so much fun! The theme was Rockstar and we all went crazy when we heard "I Love Rock and Roll" come on! I was at school on Friday at 6 am to blow up balloons! It was insane! Reagan and I were the only ones there for the first half hour! We didn't have school on Friday, so afterwords we went back home and fell asleep for the next 4 hours....&lt;br /&gt;The dance was two hours long, which was long enough....Reagan and I danced to every song, so by the time it was over, we were both dehydrated and sore...&lt;br /&gt;After the dance Reagan and I had a sleepover at her house. It was so much fun! I don't think I have ever laughed that hard before!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314068252682201967-4777181868029469708?l=robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4777181868029469708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8314068252682201967&amp;postID=4777181868029469708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4777181868029469708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314068252682201967/posts/default/4777181868029469708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robyntheokigirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/fridays-dance.html' title='Friday&apos;s Dance'/><author><name>Robyn Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074390745078923448</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/_bSBxTwLPOSg/SRZdmiCLS6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2PY8ZGZnKuM/S220/Photo-0022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
