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Quote: "Thou Shalt Go Forth and ROCK!" (Guitar Hero commercial)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2875044977305672775</id><published>2010-03-29T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:38:15.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Ever Figure Skater Knows..</title><content type='html'>1. "One more time" does not mean one more time&lt;br /&gt;2. Always bring tissues-Its awful when snot comes out of your nose  during a spin&lt;br /&gt;3. How to get food and keep ourselves entertained for hours between lessons&lt;br /&gt;4. How to be be affirmative "EXCUSE ME!"&lt;br /&gt;5. The fire in our feet after they have been cold for to long&lt;br /&gt;6. How to be expressive!&lt;br /&gt;7. How to make our bodies bend in crazy positions&lt;br /&gt;8. The dresses aren't that short! we wear TIGHTS!&lt;br /&gt;9. When you fall you get right back up!&lt;br /&gt;10. Everybody has their place on the ice (better people rule the rink, beginners better stay back)&lt;br /&gt;11. It is impossible to skating on the "Public Session"&lt;br /&gt;12. Big thighs (sigh, this one is one of my least favorites)&lt;br /&gt;13. The coaches that make you a better skater are the ones that are mean&lt;br /&gt;14. How horrible it is when you tell someone that you ice skate and they ask "Are you good?" How am I supposed to answer that??&lt;br /&gt;15. "CHECK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this list on a fan site on facebook and had to post it on here.&lt;br /&gt;~M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2875044977305672775?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2875044977305672775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2875044977305672775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2875044977305672775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2875044977305672775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-ever-figure-skater-knows.html' title='Things Ever Figure Skater Knows..'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1855975742725234405</id><published>2010-02-14T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:44:46.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>List O' Books</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Here are the books that are on my list to read. :D&lt;div&gt;(The highlighted ones are the ones I just finished and crossed off my list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;1) Percy Jack &amp;amp; The Olympians: The Lightening Thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Beautiful Creatures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) The Magicians Nephew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Howls Moving Castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) The Rolling Stones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Brisngr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) The Giver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9)Harriet The Spy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;10) Little Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll probably add on to the list later on.. but this is as far as i have got. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~m&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/6682339035002090346-1855975742725234405?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1855975742725234405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1855975742725234405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1855975742725234405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1855975742725234405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/02/list-o-books.html' title='List O&apos; Books'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-5710189950128327985</id><published>2010-02-11T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:21:11.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay- So Who's With Me? :D</title><content type='html'>Today, as I do everyday I was reading all of Sparklifes new articles, that involve schoolwork and a plethora of crazy things. When I came upon an article called "What You Second Language Says About You".  Well I've been always interested in French- always picking up phrases here or there from Cate.. I'm planning on doing it next year- when I saw them state something about a language called Klingon.. (Anna your going to like this).. I read on through the article where it was saying if you were studying Klingon as your second language you are basically a dork and have no life. HAHA. At the end they had a link to where you can learn Klingon- its pretty cool too! So I am going to attempt to learn Klingon.. :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.omniglot.com/writing/klingon.htm"&gt;http://www.omniglot.com/writing/klingon.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's the link above.. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~M &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-5710189950128327985?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5710189950128327985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=5710189950128327985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5710189950128327985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5710189950128327985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/02/okay-so-whos-with-me-d.html' title='Okay- So Who&apos;s With Me? :D'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-5033769443616800457</id><published>2010-02-04T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:08:56.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Misadventures of the Locker Room #1</title><content type='html'>Pranks &amp;amp; Tomfoolery &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most people feel claustrophobic when entering the tiny locker room. Which is totally understandable, but it also helps when we actually put our stuff in the lockers and under the benches. However, i have discovered another solution to the never endless constantly tripping over shoes and random crap. Duct Tape. I'm not quite sure why but we always have a good supply of duct tape and masking tape in there. So this is what you do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)  You know those one pair of shoes your always tripping over? Well all you hafta do is grab them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Then you get the duct tape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Stand on top of the benches and simply tape the shoes to the ceiling, or the side of the wall near the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And wall'a! The shoes out of your way, plus it sends the message to the owner of the shoes not to leave them in the middle of the locker room to get trampled on. If you are to short to reach high enough to tape them, simply just ask a friend who is taller than you to do it for you. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-5033769443616800457?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5033769443616800457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=5033769443616800457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5033769443616800457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5033769443616800457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/02/misadventures-of-locker-room-1.html' title='The Misadventures of the Locker Room #1'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3737925550941158933</id><published>2010-02-03T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:06:35.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing... my house! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/S2m7JR4wjxI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HXu0jtqMYz4/s1600-h/memorialcitymall-proj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/S2m7JR4wjxI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HXu0jtqMYz4/s320/memorialcitymall-proj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434080193493896978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're at Memorial City Mall to much when...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) When you know everybody there on a first name basis.. including the security guards and UPS guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) When you take naps on the benches, or locker room at the rink.. (even though i don't suggest staying in  the locker room for to long... you might die when you sleep from the fumes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) When you just walk into Panera's and you talk with the people that work their about the most recent Facebook posts.. (because you are all friends with them on there).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) When you go do school work that involves a computer at the Apple store. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) When you play musical soundtracks OVER and OVER on the loud sound system. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) When you go down to the food court about lunch time and gather all the free samples for lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) When the kiosk people no better than to ask you to buy their products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) When you bring a blanket and tie it around your neck and run around like its a cape AND you don't get weird looks from any of the employees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) When you play hide 'n' seek through out the whole mall with fellow mall/rink rats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) When you know where all the electricity switches and buttons are.\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) When you know all the passwords/passcodes/digits to turn things on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3737925550941158933?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3737925550941158933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3737925550941158933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3737925550941158933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3737925550941158933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/02/introducing-my-house-d.html' title='Introducing... my house! :D'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/S2m7JR4wjxI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HXu0jtqMYz4/s72-c/memorialcitymall-proj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-7126848778257832498</id><published>2010-01-28T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:00:58.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSAT Survival Guide??</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I spent most of my day at a random library in the middle of nowhere taking the PSAT. The questions were fairly easily, but it was just a very looooonnnggg test. Here is my survival guide for taking the PSAT, SAT, or any kind of test that your future depends on.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) What To Wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pants that are comfortable to sit in- for extended periods of time (not sweatpants though.. thats sloppy). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoodie, because for some reason they put a giant fan in the room that you are in, trying to freeze you out! Wait.. maybe that was a distraction test.. hmm.. &gt;.&gt; Well bring a hoodie anyways!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And where ANYTHING thats lucky. Lucky sneakers, bracelet, necklace, hoodie.. whatever works. I don't care if your superstitious or not just wear them anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) When You Get There.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should always wear glasses of some sort.. even if you don't need them! :O They make you look really intelligent and make other kids nervous. &gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Where to Sit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes there is assigned seating, and there's nothing you can do about it. However, if there isn't take this to heart: NEVER SIT IN THE VERY BACK. Why not sit in the very back, you ask? In todays culture it is common for girls to wear low cut jeans/pants and guys to just let there pants droop everywhere. But most people don't realize this, but when they sit down people behind them get the FULL VIEW OF EVERYTHING. My eyes were burning. I swear i think nearly everyone was "cracking a smile" at me. 0_0 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Taking the Test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay this is actually the easiest part of the experience.. and the most fun. XD UNLESS you happen to be very good at taking tests and you finish 10-15 minutes before the timer is up. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) During break time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring a very large hard to read novel or book for some "light reading" to intimidate your fellow test takers. Or you can pull out a notebook and start drawing out a plan that looks similar to the "Italian Job" (bank robbers) and when people look over you shoulder to see what you doing, hiss and say that they mustn't know or you are going to hafta kill them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) The Test Is Finally Finished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully, if you finish the test before the time's up you can leave, and not wait for everyone else to finish. XP Then to get all the energy that was stored up after the 3 hour long test, burst out of the building screaming "FREEDOMMMM!!" :) Then run around doing the chicken dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PSAT Survival Guide: Part 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Listening To The Princeton Review &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, when you come back to get your scores you usually hafta sit there for about an hour listening to some Princeton Review representative talk about its okay if you fail because its one stinkin test.. blah blah blah... &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) *scary music* SCORES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay just to be clear, its okay if you don't do that great, because most likely you went into this test cold and didn't have a clue what was going to be on it. Even if you didn't do great simply mutter to yourself loud enough for your neighbor next to you "Dang it, i didn't make my goal of 2400 points by 200 points :/". Just to intimidate them... its especially funny if they thought they did good and they only got 1500.. XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) ITS FINALLY OVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave casually, then go show parents scores. But before you leave say out loud nonchalantly- "Not bad for doing this in my sleep". Thats pretty much it. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave a comment telling me what you think of my little PSAT survival guide that i threw together for ya'll.. I'll probably add on to it later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~M &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/6682339035002090346-7126848778257832498?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7126848778257832498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=7126848778257832498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7126848778257832498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7126848778257832498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/01/psat-survival-guide.html' title='PSAT Survival Guide??'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-305964120747379378</id><published>2010-01-27T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T17:00:39.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril Lavigne in Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NZ_fBiJn9LA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&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/NZ_fBiJn9LA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, here is the new single from Tim Burton's remake of the classic: Alice In Wonderland. It's called Alice and its sang by Avril Lavigne. :) What do you guys think about it? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-305964120747379378?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/305964120747379378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=305964120747379378' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/305964120747379378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/305964120747379378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/01/avril-lavigne-in-wonderland.html' title='Avril Lavigne in Wonderland'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3410556603198627</id><published>2010-01-27T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:58:12.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungover Cat..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qX3XFmFr3HE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qX3XFmFr3HE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my previous post i talked about Open Season and spastic squirrels. Then that reminded me of one of my favorite characters of all time: Roger. He shows up in Open Season 2. He says the most strange things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3410556603198627?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3410556603198627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3410556603198627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3410556603198627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3410556603198627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/01/hungover-cat.html' title='Hungover Cat..?'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-4758345250592205820</id><published>2010-01-27T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:54:02.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spastic Caffeinated Squirrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/S2CJFOCuvrI/AAAAAAAAAzk/xawqVoultAo/s1600-h/caffeinated_squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/S2CJFOCuvrI/AAAAAAAAAzk/xawqVoultAo/s320/caffeinated_squirrel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431491873370717874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See- humans aren't the only creatures on the planet that will have their coffee and down 5 cups a day too. This picture makes me think of Open Season, a movie about woodland animals that attack the hunters and commit arson... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the best song ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ka3tKLLnLI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ka3tKLLnLI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-4758345250592205820?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4758345250592205820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=4758345250592205820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4758345250592205820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4758345250592205820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/01/spastic-caffeinated-squirrel.html' title='Spastic Caffeinated Squirrel'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/S2CJFOCuvrI/AAAAAAAAAzk/xawqVoultAo/s72-c/caffeinated_squirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2164425352129673946</id><published>2010-01-22T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:16:52.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heliotrope Jackalope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/S1ndULuwsHI/AAAAAAAAAzc/jptTdq4jfWM/s1600-h/harry+potter+chibis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/S1ndULuwsHI/AAAAAAAAAzc/jptTdq4jfWM/s320/harry+potter+chibis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429614164587884658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yes, i have not posted anything in forever... well actually last year! :O I just realized i haven't wrote anything new on here since 2009! Even though 2009 was like 3 weeks ago.. &gt;.&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A very late new years resolution of mine is to start posting stuff on here again. I'll try my best to do it weekly, but between school, skating, and watching tv i don't know if i'll be able to fit it in! :O Okay maybe i don't HAFTA watch the new episode of White Collar or Castle or Bones.. what am i kidding? Of course i hafta watch those. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I shall be posting the most random stuff possible later on this week.. maybe on sunday. I would tomorrow, but most of my day is taken up because I'm taking a practice SAT test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. For your enjoyment here is a picture of some fanart Harry Potter anime.. i didnt draw this. I found it on the internet. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2164425352129673946?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2164425352129673946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2164425352129673946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2164425352129673946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2164425352129673946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2010/01/heliotrope-jackalope.html' title='Heliotrope Jackalope'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/S1ndULuwsHI/AAAAAAAAAzc/jptTdq4jfWM/s72-c/harry+potter+chibis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-838260146713139082</id><published>2009-11-05T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:31:21.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><title type='text'>Peregrination - Chapter 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CHAPTER 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two weeks of recovery, Serena stated everyone well enough to return on their Peregrination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around they went around carefully through out the woods, with Weather and Anneliese as their guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO! We need to go this way! The land will lead us straight to the desert if we cut through here!" Anneliese said arguing with Weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But if we go that way we will run right into Nettle Thistle nymphs! Do you value your life at ALL?" Weather replied arguing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"UGHHH! It will be quicker this way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It will be safer this way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SERENA!!" They yelled in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" Serena said cautiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which way should we go since your the leader?" Anneliese said, gesturing towards the way she predicted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Umm, well we want arrive alive don't we? Even if it does take longer." Serena said slowly then blocking herself a ready to attack Anneliese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HA! Told you, Annie my friend! This way we go boys!" Bosted Weather as she leaped towards the long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anneliese gave Serena the evil eye for the longest while while traveling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They approached many challenges during their expedition through the woods, encountering disturbing dryads, of which Bard got hypnotised again, and nearly got lead off by a nymph. It took them 2 weeks to get to edge of the forest, where it meets the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We made it through the forest, ALIVE. Who knew," Serena said out loud to herself. When entering the forest she had had her doubts about making it through alive, or just backing out completely to go home. But she knew this mission she had to complete, or die trying. However, she would prefer not dying. What is in store for us now? What sort of dangerous will we come upon in the desert? All we know that lives in the desert is the faeries, great wyrms, and the world portal. It's oging to be nearly impossible to find the world portal, even if we do we are going to need a faeries help to navigate through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Serena," Eric asked, interrupting her thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh, yes? Sorry, I was just trying to organize my thought process for the moment there." Serena said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forgive me for interrupting, but what shall we do now? It seems like we are at a dead end even though we have the whole mass of a never ending desert in front of us." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena had yet to consider what to do yet, she thought that at first that they should go quickly to find the mountain, on which, the faeries reside on. Then again, maybe they should visit the Great Wyrms, because they could be useful later on. "Lets camp here tonight, so we can discuss our options."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the had prepared a meal of plants (that were safe to eat), and everybody had pretended to eat the strange looking salad, except Weather who ate it up. They sat around the small camp fire they had made and started to debate upon what they should do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think we should go to the Great Wyrms and ask for their aid in combat and their wisdom in other such matters!" Eric stated, Bard agreeing with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We should find the faeries! That way we can go straight to the world portal!" Weather argued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who knows how long it's going to take to find them?" Anneliese replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May I suggest something, my fellow travelers?" Serena said clearing her throat to gain their attention. The group quieted down to listen. Standing up on a rock so the group could see her clearly she said: "We shall go visit the Great Wyrms, that way we can gain their alliance, and possibly they will have an idea where we can find the faeries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Second the notion," Eric stated standing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me too," Bard said getting up to stand by Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anneliese also stood up to go stand with the guys. Weather however was still sitting, pondering  whether or not to go along with. Slowly she got up, saying: "Only because thats whats everybody is going to do anyway, so I might as well go with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena smiled, "Atleast we have came to a conclusion, let us depart tomorrow morning. Good night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very solemn morning when they set off, not that anyone was mad at each other or anything they were just very tired. The silence of the group seemed very peaceful, so nobody wanted to be the one to break it first. So no one even spoke until lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does anyone have any idea where we are going exactly?" Weather asked, of course she would be the one to break the calm silence. The group looked at each other shrugging, when they turned to stare at Anneliese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?!" Anneliese said, who was in mid bite of her jerky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your suppose to be out navigator! Do you know where we are?" Eric enquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"umm, yeah. We are approximately, like..." Anneliese started as she pulled out her map collection. Thumbing through several maps she found the one she needed. Going along the map with her finger she passed the Forbidden Forest, going down along a dark brown area. "We are about an eighth into the desert, so we should be headed near the area where the Great Wyrms inhabit." Anneliese finished, wiping her brow. Whew, she thought, for a moment I thought I had gotten us lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group continued on into the desert, after lunch, everyone started getting tired and grumpy, quibbling was soon to take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"UGH! It's so hot!" Serena complained, Anneliese agreeing with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the usual weather for me," Said Weather, leaning her head back as to soak in the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! Remember we live by the ocean so we are use to cooler weather!" Bard said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boo hoo hoo, you wimps! If you can't take a little bit of heat, who do you expect to be amongst the dragons? They are HOT!" Weather laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Serena thought, I forgot about that. Wyrms, breathe fire. Of course they are gonna be hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, guys you know something?" Weather started, beads of sweat starting to form on her forhead. "It is kinda hot out here.." She said starting to breathe hardly.&lt;br /&gt;Then everybody started to notice it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! Why is the heat even mroe intense than usual?" Eric said as he started sitting on the ground, becoming drowsy with the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I know why," Weather said who also sat down on the hot dirt. "DRAGONS!!!!" She yelled pointing ahead of us. And sure enough there was a dragon, not one but 3 of them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a reason the dragons were called Great Wyrms, was because the were great! In size that is, they had yet to prove themselfs in wisdom. The smallest of the dragons were atleast the size of 3 elephants. The largest of the group was about 3 times the size of the smallest, so 9 elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the group drew closer, the heat became nearly unbareable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ugh.." groaned Anneliese, as she started crawling on the ground to become closer. When she started coughing from all the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We hafta keep going guys!" Eric said as he and Bard took off their shirts which were drenched in sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, thought Serena over and over in her head, since obviously she was drenched in sweat and couldn't take off her shirt. But that thought soon left her head when she felt something, almost like a cool breaze. She looked around trying to see where it came from, when she saw the dragons blowing cool air onto them allowing them to get closer. Slowly the group got up, they started walking to the wyrms cautiously. When suddenly Serena heard something, but she didn't hear it with her ears, but it was as if it was in her brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you come here, Serena, Dauphiness of Oceanus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, yep, I'll give them credit for being wise too. How could they know my name? Serena thought staring at the dragons, trying to guess which one said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to answer my question or not? Said the voice again, when out of know where a higher pitched voice came in.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Marty! Your scaring the kid! Hey sweetheart are you coming to ask what we think your going to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the-? Serena thought, then she shook that out of her mind, then she thought: Yes, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then come with us then, said the friendlier voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thought Serena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey guys! They want us to follow them!" Serena said guestering to the dragons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure they just don't want to eat us or something?" Weather said, shivering at the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No! I'm serious! Come on guys!" She finished as she trotted off after the dragons, who were not to mention pretty fast for their vast size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-838260146713139082?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/838260146713139082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=838260146713139082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/838260146713139082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/838260146713139082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/peregrination-chapter-7.html' title='Peregrination - Chapter 7'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-8541571458834220006</id><published>2009-11-05T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:31:57.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><title type='text'>Peregrination - Chapter 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chapter 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Serena! Eric!" Anneliese cried as she and Bard ran into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my gosh, you guys, how did you escape? Are you all right?" Serena asked excitedly as she jumped at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well once Anneliese was caught, I started cutting off the Scares, a large one attacked me at my leg pulling me off. Thats when she became slightly concious again and cut the rest of the vines off her and came after me. It was terrible! Once we got set free, we followed the blood trail inti the woods, we saw where you had hit your head on a tree root!" Bard finished. Wow, Serena thought. Everybody since the day of this journey has been injured. It's only have been three days! Should we continue on? We have to! Oceanus is depending on us. Plus, how would get back anyway? We have come to far into the forest, plus I'm pretty sure Anneliese isn't quite sure where we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Serena," Anneliese said. Serena shook out of her thought process to turn her attention to their guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are we going to continue on? I thought I knew where we were going, but the forest is constantly changing so its hard to mark."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, we must. Tarigot is counting on us." Serena replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anneliese bowed and went back into a different chamber, with Bard tagging behind. Eric started to stir, then his eyes popped wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHERE AM I??!" He said sitting up, then falling back down on his bed again in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no he popped his stiches!" Weather cried running over to put them back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" Eric asked painfully, squiming from the new stiches Weather was sewing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were lead by a nymph into the Scares where you were attacked, and luckily i was there and i got you back to the dug out." Weather replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What about the others?! Bard, Anneliese, and Serena?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are fine!" Serena said as she walked over to where Eric was laying. "A nymph that disguised itself to look like you lead us into the Scares pit! We were all attacked, Annliese and Bard not quite so much. We are all fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those scars on your face.. did those plants did that to you?" Eric asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scars? On my face? Serena hadn't even looked in a year in the past week, much less today. She ran over to a small piece of mirror and saw all these smal white scars that covered one side of her face. She gasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The vines got a hold of your face, when you hit your head leaving an open wound. They would have attacked your brain if we hadn't gotten there on time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These scars will go away won't they?" Serena said checking herself for any new scars she seemed to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, scars that from the Scares, stay forever. Thats how the Scares got their name. I'm sorry to say but you seem to have a lot of them. Especially on your back, leg, and face." Jareth said melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever scared. These scars will be a constant reminder of what had happen to all these people. Because of my urge of this peregrination. Serena thought blaming herself. Weather came up to her saying, "Don't worry though! They will fade away on you eventually, leaving just tiny lines!" Trying to cheer her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not me, it's them now they are scare too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Serena," Eric started as he tried sitting up once more. "it's okay! Really! Besides the scars make me look more dangerous don't you think?" He continued showing off his arms, where large white scars stood out amongst his tan skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I shouldn't have forced ya'll to come with me!" Serena said her face turning as white as the fading scars on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You didn't force us!" Bard said butting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We came on out own will, because you know I wouldn't have come if I didn't want too." Anneliese said. "And honestly, Serena, in the beginning I was coming only because of me because my father had me betrothed to an old duke and I didn't want to marry him, so I came along on this journey to get away from it all. I think we all did, and we would have never thought about coming if you hadn't came in and made it happen." She said finishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena sat down on her cot thinking about what has all been said. Then replied, "As soon as everyone has recovered fully we shall set off again, no matter what sorts of carnivorous plants we come upon." Serena said laughing at the thought of being eaten by a plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I," The pixie like voice jumped in, "am coming with you! What if you guys DO get into another sticky situation like that? Who is going to get you out other than me? I know these woods better than anybody (except Jareth of course) and have lived here for 2000 years!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena started to object, but new it was no use. Who has ever been able to change a pixies mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-8541571458834220006?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8541571458834220006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=8541571458834220006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8541571458834220006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8541571458834220006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/peregrination-chapter-6.html' title='Peregrination - Chapter 6'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1080578078467589407</id><published>2009-11-05T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:33:32.009-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><title type='text'>Peregrination - Chapter 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chapter 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started through the oddly colored clearing that was tinted a gray green color. It looked like it was almost moving by itself.&lt;br /&gt;'Hey are you sure you know where we are going, Eric? This is not the time to be playing games man!" Bard said as his feet started sticking to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;"Of course I know what I'm doing," Eric replied in a raspy voice.&lt;br /&gt;"Wait a second," started Anneliese "THATS NOT ERIC!" She shouted. What was supposedly suppose to be Eric started turning a light green color, his eyes turning red. His hair basically a patch of green leaves.&lt;br /&gt;"It's a nymph! He is portraying Eric! What have you done with him?" Serena shouted pulling out her sword.&lt;br /&gt;"He is in a better place," The nymph smirked as her disappeared amongst the brush at the sides of the clearing. Once he disappeared, something was happening. The ground started moving.&lt;br /&gt;"What's happening?!" Screamed Anneliese as she fell over into the viney ground. But they were soon to find out.&lt;br /&gt;These gray green vines started popping out of the ground attacking Serena. It grabbed onto her leg, thorns popping out of the vine as it attached it self to the skin on her leg and started crawling up underneath. All the was understood was the screaming of torture. The horses had been long gone by now, having only been nymphs betraying them. Bard went after the vine that had attaclked Serena trying to pull it out. But Serena knew better, taking out a dagger on her belt she cut open the skin where one could see the vine was. Blood spilled out everywhere as she pulled it out in agony. She also had to slice off a vine that had attacked her arm and was pulling her down.&lt;br /&gt;"Guys cut open there areas the vine has affected you!" Serena said frantically tossing a dagger to Bard who was furiously attacking the vine that had attacked itself to his leg. Serena limped over to Anneliese, helpless with 5 vines feeding off of her. Taking her sword she steadily cut open the areas where the vines were on her. Anneliese screamed and fainted at the site of all the blood and horror of it all. Bard, finally freed came over to help Serena with Anneliese. When Serena was suddenly dragged off into the brush area by a large particularly thorny vine. Screaming as she was dragged into the woods. Bard got up to help but Anneliese started going under so he stayed to help her wake up and bandage her wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena screaming soon came to a stop when she got in hit in the head while being dragged by a tree root that was pertruding from the ground. All went black. When she became concious again she didn't know where she was. All she could see was dirt. Dirt everywhere. She tried standing up but she was to weak from the loss of blood. Then she heard a grackly voice saying: "Lay Down, everybody is weezy and worn after being attacked by the Scares."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What-?" She started but then she fell back into sleep. She woke up soon after feeling sore, but then a sharp pain on her back where the main vine that had dragged her off attached itself and took her off. "What the heck happened?" Saying outloud to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were attacked by Scares," said a light friendly voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who are you? Where am I?" Serena said, sitting up and looking around when she saw Eric. The REAL Eric laying on a cot across the room from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eric!" She exclamed while attempting to get out of bed. She couldnt because of the pain. Laying back down she asked out loud: "What were those terrible things you called 'Scares'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pixie like voice answered again: "Scares, are a type carnivorous plant that attach themselves to a warm blooded animal and goes underneath the skin, hitting the blood stream, traveling up it into the brain to attack the main nerve system so to prey will be easier to eat. Nasty things arent they? Your lucky that your a half breed of a faerie, or you would have never survived. The last one had attached its self on your back and wrapped itself around your vertabrae."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faerie? I'm not part faerie! I'm Serena Starfire, Dauphiness of Oceanus, of the European region, daughter to King Garmon and Queen Lesiel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long has it been since you've seen your mother?" Asked the grackly voice from earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I havent seen her since i was 4. She..umm.. disappeared of some sorts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well I guess thats something your gonna hafta learn on your own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hows Eric? DId those Scares get him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sadly yes, but you were worse off then him. He was tricked into that area by a nymph. But we were able to retreave him." Said a pixie like girl with bright orange hair that was but in all layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa, what are you?" Serena asked staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Weather, I'm a nature magician."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought they quit taking apprentices a long time ago?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are talking about man! We are the original nature magicians!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH my word, your a pixie! Thats why you look so young!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cha!" Weather said taking a small leap to Serena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your lucky that we got your friend here before another Scare got to him! He was partly dead when we got him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WAIT! What about my other friends? Bard and Anneliese?! they were attacked too!" Serena said standing up then screaming as she layed back down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chill, they are in a different chamber in the Underground right now taking care of the horses. They werent attacked as much by the Scares as you guys were."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena let out a sigh of relief. Eric started mumbling something in the cot across the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena attempted one more time to get up.. surprisingly successfully. "How am I able to do this now? I wasn't able to earlier!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because you are part faerie, you were able to heal easily!" Weather said as she was putting a sauve on Erics wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not part faerie! It can't be. My dad is a normal humam, as so was my mother..." Serena said pondering the thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, your thinking about it hard now!" Said a old man with a long white dirty beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Theres a chances she was part (gulp) faerie?" Serena asked the older man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah I see that you can figure things out fast," The man replied. "My name is Jareth, and I'm the nature magician master."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena looked at the scragally bearded man, she thought she had recognized his voice, but she just didn't know where from. Then suddenly it hit her, "You use to be part of my father's court weren't you? You helped Oceanus keep all the aquatic animals in line! But soon after the disappearance of the stones you disappeared also, like my mother..." She finished fading off. The Man nodded as he walked off to small cupboard and started grabbing some strang looking ingrediants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes I did leave the court, part faerie's cannot stay in one place for very long with out the precense of the stones. We actually live off the stones, basically, but if they aren't there we hafta go back to the mountain where we live orginally."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, if I'm part faerie how come I don't have the urge to go to this 'mountain'?" Serena said jumping up nearly hitting her head on the dirt ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You just happen to have the tiniest drop of faerie blood, allowing you to live amongst the humans and faeries, which is rare." Jareth answered as he added some special looking spices onto Eric's wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena pondered back and forth, her thoughts all scrambled as she tried to sort things out. My mother was part faerie? How is it possible? Why didn't my father tell me? Did he even know? She sat back down on the bed and soon fell asleep, he brain in overdrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1080578078467589407?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1080578078467589407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1080578078467589407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1080578078467589407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1080578078467589407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/peregrination-chapter-5.html' title='Peregrination - Chapter 5'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-6363455419637931652</id><published>2009-11-05T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:33:56.613-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><title type='text'>Peregrination - Chapter 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CHAPTER 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Forbidden Forest looks innocent when on the outside, but once you enter you can see the evil coming out of the trees. The Coppice Sophia Stone, had made all the trees, nymphs, dryads, and carnivorous plants live with each other in unity. That was when the elfs still lived in the forest. When the stone was stolen, the elfs moved out forseeing that nothing good was coming out. The spores in the poisons plants would never reach any living animal or human when the stone was still there, but now everyone was dying from ailments caused from the plants. To each person his own soundtrack came from the forest, to some it would be loud noisy and awful, to others it would be silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three stages to the Forest, one, was you had to get through the nymphs and dryads domain; two, you had to get through carnivorous plants; three, you had to get through the area where there were quick sand and trap doors into vine plants where one would suffocate and die. Our group was about to now enter the nymph dryad's area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone felt there presence of something.. not of their species when they got deeper into woods. The whispers of the nymphs whispering sent chills down the veratbraes. Every single crack or snap of a twig left them on the edge of their sattles, they were all holding on tightly to their weapons, like they would help. Dryads that one could barely see unless one would look for them were hoping around from tree to tree, glaring at strangers with their evil yellow eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hisssss......&lt;br /&gt;They sound came over from a large willow tree where a old gray dryad was sitting underneath it. The dryad nodded toward them to come closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware! You should have never entered these woods! the dryad whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We had to come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know and I knew everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole group sucked in there breathe, when suddenly Serena felt something grab her arm and pull her into a tree. Screaming as loud as she could, but for some reason known of the company could hear her. Then thats when it dawned on her, that the yellows eyes of the dryad hypnotized them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEY GUYS! Look over here! ugh-!" She shouted as she was being pulled farther and harder against the tree. "GUYS!!" She kicked a stone towards Eric which hit him on his head making him flinch shouting "OUCH! What the heck was that for?" Then he turned aroundn seeing the situation Serena was in. "GAHH!" He said as he jousted the tree with his sword, dropping Serena from the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you okay?!" Eric asked urgently. "Don't worry about me! Get Bard and Anneliese! Watch out for the dryads eyes they hypnotize people so they can become dinner!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a large rock Serena threw it over towards the dryad who turned on her and was charging at Serena when she stopped, because she couldn't go any farther because the shadow of the tree was as far as a dryad could go. "Hurry get them over here!" Eric started dragging Bard as Serena grabbed onto Anneliese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never make it out of the forest alive!! The dryad said as she disappeared into the willow tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whoa what happened?" Asked Bard as he shook his head trying to get out of the daze. Anneliese took a little bit longer to rouse out of hypnotise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once she arose from the coma like hynotise, which took awhile since she had already had dramatic shock from earlier that day from the griffin. But once she got up she as ready to do anything. She understood that she had to get as far away from the tree as possible. Scurrying over to where the rest of the quartet was standing.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" She asked panting, her face pale white.&lt;br /&gt;"You were hypnotised by the elder dryads eyes." Said Serena who was panting heavily.&lt;br /&gt;"Wait where did Eric disappear too?" She asked looking around. No one noticed his a disappearance when he came out of know where leading the horses that had fled when the dryad appeared.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh there you are! Thank goodness you got the horses before something else did." Serena said thanking him.&lt;br /&gt;"No problem," he said wearily. He was acting very tired and strange, but that was probably because of all that has happened in the last 5 hours. "Shall we continue on? When catching the horses i saw a path though there that looked safe." Eric said pointing through a clearing.&lt;br /&gt;"Brilliant! That would be perfect! On ward company! We need to get through this forest so we can camp for the night. It would be dangerous to do it in the woods." Serena noted as they set off once again, with not quite so much as a bounce in their step as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-6363455419637931652?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6363455419637931652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=6363455419637931652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6363455419637931652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6363455419637931652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/peregrination-chapter-4.html' title='Peregrination - Chapter 4'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-7478342006855366467</id><published>2009-11-02T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:34:15.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><title type='text'>Peregrination - Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This chapter is a short one. I'll probably add onto it in December when we edit. :D Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;~M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHAPTER 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There was a cold silence through must of the ride through out the fields to the forest with, of course, the occasional mumbling of "what have i got myself into?" or "ohh geez". But other than that they were silent. They crossed 2 small streams, one of which Blastride was scared to cross, mkaing him buck, and Eric getting all wet. But that was there one and only humor relief of the day, because after that things went down hill. When setting out the land scape and deciding where to go Anneliese forgot about one important thing to look into: the creatures that live and protect the forest. Her mistake was about to become very prominant when suddenly-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my gosh, what was that-?" Serena said looking around, there had been a large shadow that had passed of the quartet. The hair on her neck now standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thats probably nothing, just a cloud..." Bard started "that was moving pretty fast." He finished gulping thinking of all the worse things in the world it could possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Or it could be a GRIFFIN!!!" Cried out Eric as Blastride came down recognizing danger, he started to buck. The group scattered about trying to get away from the griffin that was swooping down amongst them. Serena dodged the griffins claws just as it started heading to, Sereward Anneliese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! Serena thinking quickly jumped off Spinnweather heading toward Anneliese who was on the ground curled up trying to protect her self from the griffin that was picking at her. Taking her sword, Serena stabbed the griffin taking off a talon. The griffin screeched backing off of Anneliese who was now covered in blood. Both hers and the griffins. Serena ran toward a windbreak, knowing the griffin wouldn't be able to get under the trees. Screeching the griffin was slwoing down because of blood loss. When Serena turned around with sword in stab position running full blast at the now landed griffin. She stabbed it, but only hard enough to wound it, but not kill it. The griffin laid there breathing heavily. Going up to the griffins head Serena looked at him saying: "You foul pitiful beast! Why doesth thou attack innocent people?" The griffin replied through telekinisis, "It has been my duty for many years to protect anyone from going into the Forbidden Forest, because of all the dangerous that lie there. When the Coppice stone disappeared the dryads and nymphs, including all the plants with any source of life started to over run the forest trails, where it was unsafe for anyone to get even close." Serena bowed her head as she kneeled all the way down to the griffin. "It is our mission to retrieve the Sophia Stones, and it requires us to go through there. Will you please allow us to pass?" The griffin closed his eyes as if to sleep and replied: "You may go ahead, but I must warn you, you will most likely not com out alive. Dauphiness, I am old in my years, will you do me a favor?" Serena leaned closer to listen. "remember me as Euphraim, protector of the Forbidden Forest, King of the Skies." Serena knodded silently, then said: "I will remember you, and we shall hold you a place of honor in the kingdom, Oceanus." Euphraim smiled as he laid down his head and fell into a deep sleep that he would never wake up from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena returned to the group mourning the griffin.&lt;br /&gt;"Well did you get rid of him," Anneliese asked nursing her arm where the griffins talons had cut her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He died, but he will be remembered in the Oceanus kingdom for eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions popped up on the others faces. "He was the forest guardian protecting us from what was inside." Then suddenly they understood. They took a moment of silence before entering on into the woods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-7478342006855366467?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7478342006855366467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=7478342006855366467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7478342006855366467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7478342006855366467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/peregrination-chapter-3.html' title='Peregrination - Chapter 3'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-787585855088858966</id><published>2009-11-02T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:18:26.883-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><title type='text'>Peregrination - Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hey guys! As most of my readers know, nanowrimo started sunday! Well I have been writing furiously since. :) For fun and so I can know what people think about how my book is going I'll be posting chapters on this blog. I have also put them in Notes on Facebook, but not everyone has a facebook, or pays attention to my notes on facebook. More later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;~M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CHAPTER 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trumpets blared signaling the bridge to come down to allow visitors into the castle.'Well here goes nothing.' Thought Serena. The Lady Anneliese had arrived. Serena was about to approach her about having her accompaning her on the journey. Anneliese was hard to break down, but eventually one could get her to do something if there was something for her to gain. One might ask, why would one want to have her part of this expedition if she was useless? But indeed she was not useless. She was one of the fortunate of those on the monarchy that was tutored by an elf. An Elfen tutor specialized in all languages and landscape. Making Anneliese quite useful when coming upon different areas that have been unexplored for many a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A large black carrige pulled by Kelpies came into the courtyard. Serena who had been hiding in a secret cubboard in her chambers had finally came out to great her guest, and hopefully future expeditioner. Anneliese stepped out of the carrige with the assistance of a footman. Her long black hair was braided and twisted into a knot that was set on the back of her head. She was wearing a dark red dress w/ black trimmings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dauphiness Serena," Anneliese said as she curtsied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lady Anneliese," Serena said as she forced a smile, giving Anneliese a nod to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Thank you for inviting me to your lovely castle!" Anneliese started as she and Serena started walking into the formal hall. "But do tell, there are rumors going around that you are leaving soon to search for the Sophia Stones. Fact or crap?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can honestly say this is true." Serena said trying not to trip over the dress she was wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Interesting.. I'm guessing you had called me here to join you? Because of my knowledge in languages and land scape I'm a guessing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sheesh, you read my mind!" Serena said casually laughing. "Well.." Serema started up again. "will you consider joining?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you must know," Anneliese started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have already came packed. Of course I shall join you! BUT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena groaned.. of course there is but, there always is with Anneliese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want credit for finding the Sophia Stones. Oh and I want to be there as an equal, not just a sidekick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena innerly sighed. "Yes! Of course."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anneliese smiled. "So when do we start?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHOA!!" Eric cried as he was thrown off Blastride, the horse. Groaning he stood up, dusted himself off and was about to get back on when Bard came riding up behind him laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha ha! You make me laugh trying to attempt to ride that hardly broken in horse! Doesth thee want to die before this expedition?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Atleast i was brave enough to choose a challenge, not being safe with an old croon." Eric said smriking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pssh. Whatever," Bard said loping off towards the other side of the stable, calling it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on Blastride, you know I will be able to ride you properly by the next full moon! I won't let you get to me. Nothing ever has, and nothing ever will." Eric said hoping back onto the horse. "OKay lets try this again. YAH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the preparing it took the foursome thought that the day would never come when they are to set off. However when it did. It seemed like it had came in no time. Serena had been waiting for this day, but when they all gathered for them to start off she felt like there was something missing but didn't know what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well guys today is the day we leave to retrieve the Sophia Stones!" Serena said with sigh. Some start off speach.. not exactly what she was going for. Not quite so encouraging. "Lets head off!" She tried saying cheerfully not succeeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which way Anneliese?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Through the woods would be best, since it goes straight through to Taroole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH YES, right through the FORBIDDEN WOODS! There is a reason why they are FORBIDDEN ya know!" Bard said smartly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up, child. I know what I'm talking about. Even if you are part elf, that doesn't mean you have the brains of one." Anneliese replied smirking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man, you just got BURNED!!" Eric said laughing nearly falling off Blastride which had taken forever for him to get on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are going through the woods then," Serena stated heading into them. The others falling quickly behind. They had know idea what was about to unfold before them and the dangerous that were in store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-787585855088858966?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/787585855088858966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=787585855088858966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/787585855088858966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/787585855088858966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/peregrination-chapter-2.html' title='Peregrination - Chapter 2'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-4647940198509862416</id><published>2009-11-02T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:13:35.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><title type='text'>Peregrination - Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one knew what sort of power the three stones contained. Except possibly the faeries. However, even they didnt know the Sophia stones power's extent. What made these stones unique was the fact that they actually learned, allowing them to acquire unlimited power. By studying their opponents weaknesses and strong points, they weren't defeated easily. Oceanus, the blue powered stone, protected the European region, which was mainly surrounded by water. It kept mermaids, water nymphs, tsunami's, hurricanes, and other aquatic disastears from destroying the kingdom. Coppice, the green powered stone, protected the Oriental region, which was located in the middle of the great forest. It protected its people from evil dryads, plants, and animals. Lastly, the red power stone, Pyro. It protected the mountains in the Indian region. Preventing volcanos from eurpting, and goblins attacking the Dwarves and their mines. Those three regions together made up most of the world of Tarigot. However, there was one piece a land that wasn't appointed to any of these regions and that was the Taroole Desert. Nothing protected the desert because there was nothing there to protect. The only reason one would want the power of it was because of the secrets it contains and of the World Portal. Great Wyrms, Faeries, and the Enchantress were the only ones brave enough to live there. The Enchantress, lived in the world portal, but not by choice. She was stuck there. It was the punishment for stealing the stones, Coppice and Pyro. However because she was sent there, there was no way to get the stones back. So now Oceanus, was trying to protect Tarigot on its own, but was starting to fade with out being able to be connected to the other Sophia stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena Starfire, Dauphiness of the European region, protected by the quickly fading Oceanus, of the Sophia Stones, was tired of all chaos and havoc that was going on. Not only was the Asia and India regions affected by the disappearance of the Sophis Stones, Coppice and Pyro, but now was the European region. The hurricanes were getting worse and the sea predators were becoming more verocious, not allowing even the most experienced sailors to go out onto the seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With out the stones, keeping unity in Tarigot was nearly impossible. War has been going on, through out the whole land. Many wounded, even more killed. Even her own father on his near death bed. That was when she couldn't take it anymore, when she saw her father come in on stretcher with half his body covered in blood. From then on she vowed to herself she would find a way to make peace through out the kingdom. Now, 8 years later, at the age of 17, she decided it was the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, I am going on a journey to retrieve the Sophia Stones and there is nothing you can do about it." Serena stated boldy when she bursted into her fathers chambers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Serena-! Are you mad? Have you been taken by a fever of some sort?" Said King Garmon, sitting up in bed, his face full of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No I have not! As soon as I'm able I will be departing to the desert."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TAROOLE? No there is know way I'm going to allow it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you going to do about it? All you do is lay here all day doing nothing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know if I could be out there on the front lines I would be! but I'm physically not able too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please- I honestly want to do this! I will take upon myself full responsibilty for this expedition."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BUT-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will let you know when I shall depart." Serena said exiting the chambers. Usually she would be more respectful of elders, especially her father. When her mom had disappeared all those years ago she had grown up amongst the Parliament. That made her strong and hardwilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ran out into the courtyards where the knights were recruiting new young men to become knights and soldiers. All the young "men" were merely boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sir Laurie, I am in need of your assistances!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man about 6 1/2 tall turned around, he was balding with a fiery orange beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can I asist thee, Dauphiness?" Sir Laurie replied bowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need two young knights, as quickly as possible if you please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All our knights are in battle right now, however there is some of our knights in training. What do you need with them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Peregrination. I'm off to Taroole's world portal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dauphiness! If you please, that is unsafe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course it is you imbecile, I need two knights... how well have these knights in training done?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are the top in their class, ma'am." He said as he turned around and called out to two young men practicing their swordplay. "This here is Bard, he is a half breed, part elf, he has had 2 years of training and has succesfully came to the top of the jousting class. Now this here is Eric, he has a family history with faeries, that might come in use if you travel into the desert."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excellent, boys please come with me." Serena said as she turned and walked off nodding towards the stables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bard and Eric looked at Sir Laurie, who jestered them forward, then looking at each other shrugging they ran off after Serena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me-, erm Princess?" Bard panted as they caught up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You shall address me as Dauphiness or Serena.. none of this princess crap. Please and thank you." Serena spit as she entered the stables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well then.. Excuse me,.. serena?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighing Serena turned around eyeing Bard. "Yes-?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What exactly are we needed for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peregrination. We are heading to Taroole's world portal. Eric- is it not?" She asked Eric who was catching up to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah.. (breathes) it's Eric." Leaning over trying to catch his breath while talk at the same time, unsuccessfully I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, Eric here is going to help us find the faeries's mountain. They are the only one's who know where the world portal is located and with Eric here," nodding to Eric. "Is going to help us. Because only those who have actually seen faeries or are one can find the mountain. Got it Bardy oh boy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"umm-yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good. Now I'll need both of you to be ready to set of this coming fortnight. By then my female companion will have arrived. Also you guys are gonna need horses. Jame's will help you find some that you may like." Serena said as she walked away to her horses stall.&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;"Spinnweather!" Serena cried as she went up to her horse. Spinnweather was a gift from her father on her 10th birthday. He was a knabstrup horse, that basically looked like a dalmation but in horse form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How would you like some sugar cubes? I know their your favorite!" She said putting her hand out which was filled with sugar cubes that she had snatched from the kitchen earlier that day. Spinnweather whinnied taking the cubes gratefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you ready to go on a long trip? It's not going to be pretty, but it will help Tarigot." Serena said suddenly becoming quiet.. She said farewell to Spinnweather, then left lugubrious heading back to her chambers to ready herself.&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric and Bard looked at each other shrugging.&lt;br /&gt;"Well atleast we dont hafta stay and do trainging for awhile.. how long do you think this is gonna last?" Asked Bard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know.. I have a bad feeling about this. But atleast I can get out of fighting in this pathetic war."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My friend that is the truest thing I have heard all day." Bard said walking off toward one of the stable hands..&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me? Are you James? Dauphiness Serena said we were to talk to James about getting us a couple steeds for this Peregrination she keeps talking about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes I am he. Hmm I believe I have the 2 perfect horses for you. Your both knights in training am I right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir" Replied Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excellent, come this way." James walked off towards the arena. "Over here we have newly broken horses that might suit your taste. Pick one anyone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brilliant!" Bard said as he trotted down to a pinto horse. Eric stood there for a moment looking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about that black horse over there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH WOW.. hmm well if you really want him. He is our newly 'almost' broke horses." James said hesitantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, i'm positive." Eric said firmly, yet thoughtfully. As a young child his father always had put him down saying he needed to be a man and try to do hard things. Eric grew up the youngest of 4 sons. When he ran away from home he came to the castle hoping to become a knight. At first they rejected him because he was to young and scrawny. However, King Garmon had allowed him to live at the castle with the other pages and squires until he had been old enough. Now he felt that it was his duty to go on this expedition with the Kings daughter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-4647940198509862416?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4647940198509862416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=4647940198509862416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4647940198509862416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4647940198509862416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/peregrination-chapter-1.html' title='Peregrination - Chapter 1'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-9027867432110306397</id><published>2009-10-12T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:10:03.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shigure Signature Anyone? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/StN_AWey25I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3dmgx6WcB7Q/s1600-h/Shigure+Siggy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391792822904085394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/StN_AWey25I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3dmgx6WcB7Q/s320/Shigure+Siggy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry that I havent updated... in a very very very very long time. :3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a Shigure Sohma, from Fruits Basket (Anna knows who he is ;) ), signature. That you can use for email, forums, blogs... etc. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mikaela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-9027867432110306397?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/9027867432110306397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=9027867432110306397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/9027867432110306397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/9027867432110306397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/10/shigure-signature-anyone.html' title='Shigure Signature Anyone? :)'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/StN_AWey25I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3dmgx6WcB7Q/s72-c/Shigure+Siggy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2744373355609421689</id><published>2009-07-02T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:10:48.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Wallpaper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/Sk0iO5ZY4II/AAAAAAAAAyo/As-RoEmqaEI/s1600-h/Demi+Lovato+WP+1+star+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353973171334209666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/Sk0iO5ZY4II/AAAAAAAAAyo/As-RoEmqaEI/s320/Demi+Lovato+WP+1+star+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you guys think? I know its not my best.. but i think its pretty cool looking :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2744373355609421689?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2744373355609421689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2744373355609421689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2744373355609421689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2744373355609421689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-wallpaper.html' title='New Wallpaper'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/Sk0iO5ZY4II/AAAAAAAAAyo/As-RoEmqaEI/s72-c/Demi+Lovato+WP+1+star+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1186255198670390934</id><published>2009-06-29T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:26:40.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Banner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/Skk_lNDbwUI/AAAAAAAAAyg/jn5Uza4l3d8/s1600-h/dlhwgawallpaper+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/Skk_lNDbwUI/AAAAAAAAAyg/jn5Uza4l3d8/s320/dlhwgawallpaper+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352879540498317634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/Skk_kVaT73I/AAAAAAAAAyY/I4uWGxsgjVM/s1600-h/SGwallpaper+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/Skk_kVaT73I/AAAAAAAAAyY/I4uWGxsgjVM/s320/SGwallpaper+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352879525561888626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hey guys! Check out this new banner and wallpaper I made today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1186255198670390934?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1186255198670390934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1186255198670390934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1186255198670390934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1186255198670390934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-banner.html' title='New Banner'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/Skk_lNDbwUI/AAAAAAAAAyg/jn5Uza4l3d8/s72-c/dlhwgawallpaper+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3743072244469843147</id><published>2009-06-04T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:03:11.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guys! I'm about to</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I&amp;#39;m about to eat chocolate chip pancakes. Yay me! :) ha ha. Mikaela&lt;br&gt;Go Forth &amp;amp; Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3743072244469843147?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3743072244469843147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3743072244469843147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3743072244469843147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3743072244469843147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-guys-im-about-to.html' title='Hey guys! I&apos;m about to'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2776876632874232456</id><published>2009-05-30T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T07:49:51.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guys i'm in Amherst!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys i&amp;#39;m in Amherst! Leave me a text! :) &lt;br&gt;Go Forth &amp;amp; Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2776876632874232456?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2776876632874232456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2776876632874232456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2776876632874232456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2776876632874232456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-guys-im-in-amherst.html' title='Hey guys i&apos;m in Amherst!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-4632782573818459589</id><published>2009-05-30T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:19:20.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out the new B.C.</title><content type='html'>Check out the new B.C. Comet in the newspaper! Its Twitterful. :) :) &lt;br&gt;Go Forth &amp;amp; Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-4632782573818459589?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4632782573818459589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=4632782573818459589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4632782573818459589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4632782573818459589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-out-new-bc.html' title='Check out the new B.C.'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-5637470537475667956</id><published>2009-05-07T08:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:49:44.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikaela is going to Sea</title><content type='html'>Mikaela is going to Sea World :)&lt;br&gt;Go Forth &amp;amp; Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-5637470537475667956?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5637470537475667956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=5637470537475667956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5637470537475667956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5637470537475667956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/mikaela-is-going-to-sea.html' title='Mikaela is going to Sea'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2494151254666881558</id><published>2009-05-07T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:49:33.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikaela going to Sea World</title><content type='html'>Mikaela going to Sea World :)&lt;br&gt;Go Forth &amp;amp; Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2494151254666881558?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2494151254666881558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2494151254666881558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2494151254666881558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2494151254666881558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/mikaela-going-to-sea-world.html' title='Mikaela going to Sea World'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-6253850232870616724</id><published>2009-05-05T15:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:00:05.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cate and i are putting</title><content type='html'>Cate and i are putting our skates on :)&lt;br&gt;Go Forth &amp;amp; Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-6253850232870616724?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6253850232870616724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=6253850232870616724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6253850232870616724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6253850232870616724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/cate-and-i-are-putting.html' title='Cate and i are putting'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2191005407158327516</id><published>2009-05-05T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:01:20.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SgB-8JYTlcI/AAAAAAAAAxY/oS1rZ0TiRyM/s1600-h/0505091300-780451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SgB-8JYTlcI/AAAAAAAAAxY/oS1rZ0TiRyM/s320/0505091300-780451.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332401530581784002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I got new shoes. :) they are black Gladiator sandals. I&amp;#39;m hercules man. :)&lt;br&gt;Go Forth &amp;amp; Rock&lt;p&gt;This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!&lt;p&gt;To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit &lt;a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture"&gt;www.verizonwireless.com/picture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime� 6.5 or higher is required.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2191005407158327516?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2191005407158327516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2191005407158327516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2191005407158327516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2191005407158327516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-new-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SgB-8JYTlcI/AAAAAAAAAxY/oS1rZ0TiRyM/s72-c/0505091300-780451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3179496852637117822</id><published>2009-05-05T10:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:55:28.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is pretty awesome. Eh?</title><content type='html'>This is pretty awesome. Eh? :)&lt;br&gt;Go Forth &amp;amp; Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3179496852637117822?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3179496852637117822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3179496852637117822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3179496852637117822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3179496852637117822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-pretty-awesome-eh.html' title='This is pretty awesome. Eh?'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-6195175008641324491</id><published>2009-05-05T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:36:26.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a test.. I'm</title><content type='html'>This is a test.. I&amp;#39;m doing this from my phone&lt;br&gt;Go Forth &amp;amp; Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-6195175008641324491?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6195175008641324491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=6195175008641324491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6195175008641324491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6195175008641324491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-test-im.html' title='This is a test.. 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XD its like about a little girl who is like 5 and I have two volumes full of her adventures with susan and peter. :D Kinda weird that I should remember all the names and stuff... i think I got that for like my 5 birthday??? Maybe 4th?? :\ hmmmmmm... as you can see I don't clear off my shelves... I don't want to to get rid of or put up any of my books. ;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tell me about a book that reminds you of something specific in your life (i. e. person, place, time, etc......) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kiki Strike inside the Shadow City by Kristen Miller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kikistrike.com/kikistrike.html"&gt;http://www.kikistrike.com/kikistrike.html&lt;/a&gt; heres the link to the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tell me about a book that has been with you most places.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ummmm probably Inkspell.. or Eragon.... no wait the Chronicles of Narnie books. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tell me about a bonus book that doesn't fit any of the above questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Percy Jackson and the Olympians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a boy finds out that he is related to the Greek gods and goddeses and stuff and a bunch of crazy things are happening. :3 if i say anything more it will practically give away the whole story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I tag.... ANNA!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Later, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mikaela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2788162877204225508?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2788162877204225508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2788162877204225508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2788162877204225508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2788162877204225508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-tagged.html' title='I was tagged....'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-4962632210079677669</id><published>2009-04-19T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:07:45.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan Art</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Sorry about not updating that much lately. :3 Anyway my 'hobby' right now is making signature and forum art. :D Its really lots of fun! So here are some of the ones I have made recently and my comments on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRixonj5I/AAAAAAAAAxA/wInQfCsJ0uU/s1600-h/Miley+Cyrus+Siggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRixonj5I/AAAAAAAAAxA/wInQfCsJ0uU/s320/Miley+Cyrus+Siggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326511010921025426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made this one from pics from a photoshoot Miley Cyrus did for Glamour magazine which I thought were pretty cool. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRtwxIeeI/AAAAAAAAAxI/X0L-4BXKKG4/s1600-h/Selena+Gomez+40%27s+siggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRtwxIeeI/AAAAAAAAAxI/X0L-4BXKKG4/s320/Selena+Gomez+40%27s+siggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326511199666862562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is awful, i know. XD This one was like my first.. even the saying is awful!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRiWPnRDI/AAAAAAAAAww/JvJPPqv2Z7U/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRiWPnRDI/AAAAAAAAAww/JvJPPqv2Z7U/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326511003568391218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this will look better when i crop it and get rid of the words.. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRiV71oEI/AAAAAAAAAwo/pl8yjheKQfk/s1600-h/SashaCohen+Turquiose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRiV71oEI/AAAAAAAAAwo/pl8yjheKQfk/s320/SashaCohen+Turquiose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326511003485446210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this one was pretty awesome looking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRiEhS76I/AAAAAAAAAwg/gSwz-GD7j40/s1600-h/Hannah+Montana+TM+Signature+banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRiEhS76I/AAAAAAAAAwg/gSwz-GD7j40/s320/Hannah+Montana+TM+Signature+banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326510998810718114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this or the Miley Cyrus one is the best. :P&lt;br /&gt;Comment on what you think of them!!&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-4962632210079677669?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4962632210079677669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=4962632210079677669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4962632210079677669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4962632210079677669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/04/fan-art.html' title='Fan Art'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SeuRixonj5I/AAAAAAAAAxA/wInQfCsJ0uU/s72-c/Miley+Cyrus+Siggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1339809261959265260</id><published>2009-04-06T09:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T09:57:25.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing True Facts!!</title><content type='html'>A lot of the times one of my favorite website's in the whole entire web is &lt;a href="http://www.sparknotes.com/"&gt;Sparknotes&lt;/a&gt;. Call me a dork but it has really interesting stuff on there!! Well today (I check it out everyday because it always has new articles and polls) there was this article for April Fools Day (I haven't been on there for like a week) that was very interesting. Its on "Amazing True Facts" you can tell your friends on April Fools and at first I even thought it was true!! XD Here is a link for you guys to read them: &lt;a href="http://http//community.sparknotes.com/index.php/2009/04/01/amazing-true-facts/"&gt;Amazing True Facts&lt;/a&gt; . Enjoy! PLEASE comment. Because the only people I think who actually reads my blog is Anna and my Mom. Lemme know that there is other people out there that read Nerdysk8chick!! :D&lt;br /&gt;~M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1339809261959265260?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1339809261959265260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1339809261959265260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1339809261959265260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1339809261959265260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/04/amazing-true-facts.html' title='Amazing True Facts!!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1224086774954500278</id><published>2009-03-21T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:17:14.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Judges Parody</title><content type='html'>I found this and thought it was pretty funny!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBvIbc71IJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBvIbc71IJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1224086774954500278?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1224086774954500278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1224086774954500278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1224086774954500278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1224086774954500278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-judges-parody.html' title='American Idol Judges Parody'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2565222653421210555</id><published>2009-03-21T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:46:43.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>READ ME</title><content type='html'>Hey guys I'm so sorry about not updating at all lately!! Actually.. I'm not because the only ones who read this blog is my mom and Anna. If there are other people who actually read this blog please make yourself known by commenting. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing new really.... skating, school... tv :D Yes, I know I'm pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;So I have decided I'm going to have a contest thing. Leave a subject or a word in the comment box and I will write a weird short story, song, or poem about it. How abouts that? But i'm only going to do it if there is atleast 5 comments... from different people!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all for right now!&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;p.s. The Twilight movie came out today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2565222653421210555?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2565222653421210555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2565222653421210555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2565222653421210555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2565222653421210555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/03/read-me.html' title='READ ME'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2943701913900041745</id><published>2009-03-12T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:23:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Complete Manual Of Things That Might Kill You</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I just got this book I had ordered a couple of weeks ago its called The Complete Manual of Things That Might Kill You: A Guide to Self Diagnosis for Hypochondriacs. Its actually a really interesting book! :] Here are some facts that I found through out the book that I thought were interesting.&lt;br /&gt;-700 million people are inhabited by blood sucking hook worms.&lt;br /&gt;-Lack of sleep can kill faster than starvation&lt;br /&gt;-Office desk contain 400 times more bacteria than a public toilet seat, and phones contains 700 times.&lt;br /&gt;-The saliva leaches produce is used in antiseptic.&lt;br /&gt;-The Human jaw exerts over 200 pounds when chewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add more later! Lemme know what you think! Really interesting stuff eh?&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2943701913900041745?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2943701913900041745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2943701913900041745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2943701913900041745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2943701913900041745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/03/complete-manual-of-things-that-might.html' title='The Complete Manual Of Things That Might Kill You'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-6283080046738684965</id><published>2009-03-10T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:04:45.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail Goggles: It Just Might Save YOur Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay guys I saw this on Spark Notes and I thought this was very interesting! Enjoy! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mom thought it would be better that I just leave a link to the article. :] Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;http://community.sparknotes.com/index.php/2009/03/03/mail-goggles-it-just-might-save-your-life/&lt;br /&gt;Here is another article about Myspace VS Facebook. :]&lt;br /&gt;http://community.sparknotes.com/index.php/2009/03/06/myspace-vs-facebook-the-verdict-is-in/#more-1213198&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;Mikaela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-6283080046738684965?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6283080046738684965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=6283080046738684965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6283080046738684965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6283080046738684965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/03/mail-goggles-it-just-might-save-your.html' title='Mail Goggles: It Just Might Save YOur Life'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3697006856280208241</id><published>2009-02-27T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:08:26.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stufffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff</title><content type='html'>I found out I have asthma yesterday. There were thoughts that I had athletic asthma, but no I have regular asthma. Oh and I have a sinus infection. :D Yay me. So right now I'm on the purple inhaler that is advertised on tv. :] Yuck but its nasty.. Then for sinus I have nasal spray (it makes my nose tickle!) and some weird pill.. 0_o So far I like the pill the best. The other stuff is irritating..&lt;br /&gt;Well lemme see... Oh Disciple Now is coming up! Yeah its next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be fun! There is going to be a speaker, a band (a semi famous one), and we are going to do some sort of mission project.  I'm bringing Jessica and Cate!!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Cate and I are going to hang out at the mall ALLLLLLLL Day. :3 The original plan was to go to the Galleria, but change of plans we will just be at Memorial which is cool. I have friends there.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is pizza night. I like pizza. It is on my top three favorite foods!&lt;br /&gt;Pizza, Waffles. and French Fries. :3&lt;br /&gt;Particularly Chocolate Chip Waffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color keeps changing. Two weeks ago it was red and black, now its purple, gray and yellow!! :O Awesome I know. Well. I'll actually post something with depth later..&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3697006856280208241?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3697006856280208241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3697006856280208241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3697006856280208241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3697006856280208241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/02/stuffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff.html' title='Stufffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1976237829220074715</id><published>2009-02-26T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:37:51.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful World Shadow Puppet Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;Hey guys!! Watch this! Its really awesome!! Please comment!! :D&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WlbQPmXg08&amp;amp;hl=en&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/9WlbQPmXg08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1976237829220074715?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1976237829220074715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1976237829220074715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1976237829220074715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1976237829220074715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-world-shadow-puppet-show.html' title='Wonderful World Shadow Puppet Show'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1983050069533509836</id><published>2009-02-06T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:21:03.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Choice Award Nominee's</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. I'm actually starting to find interesting stuff to blog about! :D So, yes I will be will be updating more often.&lt;br /&gt;[Show announcer voice..] And the nominees are!!&lt;br /&gt;The nominees that I highlight in red are the ones I find inappropraite. The ones in purple are the ones that I figure are OK if the kid that has seen/read/listened to is mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime Stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical 3: Senior Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;FAVORITE MOVIE ACTOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jim Carrey (Yes Man) (I heard this was hilarious however inappropraite for kids)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Lopez (Beverly Hills Chihuahua)&lt;br /&gt;Adam Sandler (Bedtime Stories)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will Smith (Hancock) (most definately this one!! We couldn't even finish the movie it was that bad!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE ANIMATED MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;Bolt&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu Panda&lt;br /&gt;Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa&lt;br /&gt;Wall-e&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE FEMALE MOVIE STAR&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Aniston (Marley &amp;amp; Me)&lt;br /&gt;Anne Hathaway (Get Smart)&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Hudgens (High School Musical 3: Senior Year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Reese Witherspoon (Four Christmases)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE VOICE FROM AN ANIMATED MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;Jack Black (Po, Kung Fu Panda)&lt;br /&gt;Jim Carrey (Horton, Horton Hears a Who)&lt;br /&gt;Miley Cyrus (Penny, Bolt)&lt;br /&gt;Ben Stiller, (Alex, Madagascar: Escape 2Africa)&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE SONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Kissed a Girl (Katy Perry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t Stop the &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal! important; FONT-SIZE: 100%! important; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px! important; COLOR: darkgreen! important; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent! important; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" href="http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/2009/02/06/kids-choice-awards-2009-nominees/#" target="_blank" itxtdid="7748396"&gt;Music&lt;/a&gt; (Rihanna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kiss Kiss (Chris Brown featuring T Pain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Single Ladies (Put a Ring On It) (Beyonce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;FAVORITE MALE SINGER&lt;br /&gt;Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T-Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE MUSIC GROUP&lt;br /&gt;Daughtry&lt;br /&gt;Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pussycat Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;FAVORITE FEMALE SINGER&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TV SHOW&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Montana&lt;br /&gt;iCarly&lt;br /&gt;The Suite Life on Deck&lt;br /&gt;Zoey 101&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE REALITY SHOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;America’s Next Top Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol&lt;br /&gt;Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader?&lt;br /&gt;Deal or no Deal?&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TELEVISION ACTRESS&lt;br /&gt;Miranda Cosgrove/iCarly&lt;br /&gt;Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;America Ferrera/Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena Gomez/Wizards of Waverly&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TELEVISION ACTOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jason Lee/My Name Is Earl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan Sprouse/ The Suite Life on Deck&lt;br /&gt;Cole Sprouse/ The Suite Life on Deck&lt;br /&gt;Nat Wolff/The Naked Brothers Band&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE CARTOON&lt;br /&gt;The Fairly OddParents&lt;br /&gt;Phineas and Ferb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE FEMALE ATHLETE&lt;br /&gt;Candace Parker&lt;br /&gt;Danica Patrick&lt;br /&gt;Serena Williams&lt;br /&gt;Venus Williams&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE MALE ATHLETE&lt;br /&gt;LeBron James&lt;br /&gt;Michael Phelps&lt;br /&gt;Peyton Manning&lt;br /&gt;Tiger Woods&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE BOOK&lt;br /&gt;Diary of a Wimpy Kid&lt;br /&gt;Diary of a Wimpy Kid Do It Yourself Book&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter series&lt;br /&gt;Twilight series&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE VIDEO GAME&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Hero World Tour&lt;br /&gt;Mario Kart Wii&lt;br /&gt;Mario Super Sluggers&lt;br /&gt;Rock Band 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally is not quite sure if this list is final. But still what do you guys think of the nominees? Please lemme know in the comment box!!! If you don't have anything to comment about in the comment box, COMMENT ANYWAY!!! :]&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading and have a good day. :D&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1983050069533509836?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1983050069533509836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1983050069533509836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1983050069533509836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1983050069533509836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-choice-award-nominees.html' title='Kids Choice Award Nominee&apos;s'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3921857252293421219</id><published>2009-02-03T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:40:39.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag your it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SYiMbbJwLSI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ZLFMVyfSJK0/s1600-h/sonny-with-chance-sonny-falls-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298639364374408482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SYiMbbJwLSI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ZLFMVyfSJK0/s320/sonny-with-chance-sonny-falls-06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mythoughtspersonally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt; tagged me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things like this are so fun.Here's the rules:1) Choose the 4th folder where you store your pictures on your computer. **2) Select the 4th picture in the folder.3) Explain the picture.4) Tag 4 people to do the same.No cheating (cropping, editing, etc.) Have fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay I know this is a weird picture. But the reason for it is because I put it on my &lt;a href="http://disneyrigamarole.blogspot.com/"&gt;business blog&lt;/a&gt; and I'm using the new computer and I don't have any pictures even saved on here yet. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so I went to the library yesterday!! Well two weeks ago I went, and that saturday of that week I also went again. Here are a list of the books I have borrowed:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Princess Ben&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tried reading it, but it was I dunno how to say it... BORING. So I didn't finish it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Beka Cooper by Tamora Pierce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't like the way this author was writing stuff. Well I think I would like the book better if I wasn't so busy on other things and could concentrate on it more. i'll try it again this summer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Trickster's Choice by Tamor Pierce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Same as the previous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Extras by Scott Westerfeld&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the 4th and last books in the Uglies series. This one was AWESOME!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. The Diary of Anne Frank&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got this to read for enjoyment, but mom turned it into a school project. ugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Specials by Scott Westerfeld&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the 3rd book in the Uglies series. I started it awhile back but never got a chance to finish it. At the moment I'm still working on finishing it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Stargirl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm reading this at the moment. I think its pretty good so far.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Catherine, Called Birdy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its about a Lady during the medieval times. I haven't gotten to it yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. The Adventures of Tom Sawyer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny book. Very hard to read. If I read anything by Mark Twain to long I will start talking like they do in the book because I hafta to read it out loud most of the time... XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. The City of Ember&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I watched the movie. I loved the movie. I'm currently reading the book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Quantum Prophecy Book 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first one was AWESOME. For those who have watched the TV show Heroes. Its like that but they are all kids/teens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Pirate Emporer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 2nd book in the Wave Walkers series. I have read the first one which i liked a lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Scorpia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the 5th book in the Alex Rider series. For some reason I thought it was the 1rst book. I never read this one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. Number the Stars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have read this before long ago, but I decided to read it again because I'm studying the holocaust&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. the 2nd book in the Olympian series&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its about greek mythology. I'm studying Greek Mythology. So I figure that it counts as something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then some other books on the Holocaust, mythology, water, and stuff. :3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ha ha. I dunno why I typed that. Probably because my brain is so exhuasted from learning this morning. SEE WHAT SCHOOL CAN DO TO YOU!!! Ow. My brain hurts. 0_o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3921857252293421219?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3921857252293421219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3921857252293421219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3921857252293421219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3921857252293421219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag your it'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SYiMbbJwLSI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ZLFMVyfSJK0/s72-c/sonny-with-chance-sonny-falls-06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-4890527414645205693</id><published>2009-01-29T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:29:37.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIcture to Burn- Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ONDc7Uog3NY&amp;amp;hl=en&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/ONDc7Uog3NY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually watched this music video THE WHOLE thing finally. I thought this was hilarious. BUT it also made me remind me of Kelly Clarkson's Since You Been Gone music video. I would post both so you guys could compare them, but it seems Kelly as it set where no one can embed them. Oh well. Here you go! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-4890527414645205693?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4890527414645205693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=4890527414645205693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4890527414645205693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4890527414645205693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-to-burn-taylor-swift.html' title='PIcture to Burn- Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-832538336037308210</id><published>2009-01-25T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:23:45.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face-Break Dance</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys that I haven't updated since like... (checks blog) Christmas!! I've been super busy and I couldn't think of anything totally awesome and weird to post about on here. But finally I found something that will make your jaw hurt (no its not some weird noise). 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(Anna I however will be seeing you most definitely saturday).. I dunno the exact time about the rest of ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRRY CHRIIISTTTMASSSSSS!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-4331874374061345955?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4331874374061345955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=4331874374061345955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4331874374061345955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4331874374061345955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3422764717860482511</id><published>2008-12-21T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:40:59.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Ways to Annoy Severus Snape (Requested)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="793"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td align="left" height="69" valign="top" width="789"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hey guys here is like 404 ways to irritate Severus Snape. Requested by Anna!! Here ya goes! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Learn a charm that gives it's unsuspecting victim a large, fluffy, white                          rabbit's tail. For a week. Put it to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape                          thinking:                          If I ever catch the student who did that, he'll eat                          rabbit brain for the rest of his time at Hogwarts! Or                          maybe,(sly voice) I'll transfigure him into a rabbit, put him in                          a cage and sell him to a petshop. Of course I'll have                          to purchase him back and... then again, maybe not!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Tell him you've lost your pet werewolf and has he seen it?&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape outloud:  Sorry,                          I do not sympathize with werewolf lovers! Move along                          and stop wasting                          my time!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Scatter rose-petals in front of him wherever he goes.                        &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                          Unless I got so drunk last night, and hence accepted                          Sybill Trelawey's incessant wedding proposals, this                          flower-girl will soon realize how beautiful flowers                          can look on a tomb. Her tomb!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Sneak up behind him and shout 'Your robes are on fire!'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape out loud: What?  Not                          again!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Hug him. Say you were on strict instructions from Dumbledore to do it. &lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape                          thinking:                          Dumbledore, old man, you've gone and done it!                          How am I to get any respect around here?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. Learn a charm that makes fabric turn day-glow pink. You know what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape                          out loud:                          Whomever dunderheads thought this was funny will pay with their                          lives!  And I mean every reincarnation as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. Get an owl. Name it after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape                          thinking:                          I heard my name, but she's definitely talking to that                          owl of hers! That's strange. I must be exhausted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8. Go 'Da-da-da-dum!' in a deep voice anytime he passes by or enters a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;The                          first time, Snape                           eyes the student very suspiciously before                          resuming his way. The third time, Snape definitely                          knows he's the target. Therefore, he points a menacingly                          finger at you and shouts: "You better keep your                          mouth shut next time I pass by you 'cause I swear that                          stupid sound you've been making will be the last you                          hear ever!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9. Shout '10 points from Professor Snape!' at random moments.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape to you: 50 points from                          your House!"  Snape thinking and insulted: How dare they                          use my vindictive techniques!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10. Replace all Slytherin insignia in his quarters with that of Hufflepuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"That                          morning in the Forbidden Forest, a sweet melody to Aragog's                          ears could be heard: "Ahaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11. Tell loud stories about Neville Longbottom's boggart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape thinking while                          of course breaking whatever he was holding due to repressed                          anger: "If I ever can                          get my hands on Lupin just once more time, I'll put                          him in a closet with his dam&amp;amp;?% boggart and wait                          until he looses consciousness.  Oh yeah!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Make a voodoo doll of Harry Potter. Push pins into it in class and smile knowingly at Snape.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape:                          Confiscated!" Later that day: "Here's to you                          for                          all those bad night's sleep you gave me, Potter. How                          many times have I had to prowl the corridors to make                          sure you didn't end up in a million piece?  Do                          you know that? And                          this is for your father who kept doing the same kind                          of pranks I seem to be the victim of these days!" (Note:                          due to the unprecedent violence done to the Voodoo doll,                          the horrible toy-crime of Snape have been censured)                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13. Accidentally call him 'Buzz' every now and again, for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape                          outloud:I think you could use a visit to Mme Pomphrey.                           I was told she had a very &lt;b&gt;painful &lt;/b&gt;yet effective&lt;b&gt;                          &lt;/b&gt;remedy for                          people affected with dysphasia! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c89d66;"&gt;loss of or deficiency in the power to use or understand language as a result of  injury to or disease of the brain)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Become his 'Good-Snape' and 'Bad-Snape'. (Ie. Poke your head over his shoulder and advise him according to which Snape you are. Then switch shoulders and say the opposite. Use a silly voice. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape almost barking: Detention! With                          Filch! All week!" Then, in a sly voice:"You                          see, that's what happens when Bad-Snape                          wins! A shame Good-Snape didn't have better arguments!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Hide your face with your hands in class. When he approaches remove them and shout 'Peek-a-boo!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape                          doesn't get it and takes you for a mental. Well, that                          was  already the case, but that worsen his opinion of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Leave him invitations to Sirius Black's 'birthday party at the Whomping Willow'                          &lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape to himself: There's no way                          I'm ever attending a party with a dog and a werewolf                          in a stinking hole underground! Well, I don't know why                          I'm making excuses. I never attend party,                          period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;17. Squeak softly everytime he says your name during roll-call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape                          to you:                          I have just developed a very efficient way to cure voice                          extinction. Unfortunately, I hadn't had a single guinea                          pig to try it on yet. Maybe you would like volunteer.                           For the progress of magic of course!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Get Hermione to teach you a spell revealing the undergarments of it's subject. Use it at every available opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape thinking: This is not happening,                          this is not happening. I can't believe this is happening!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Look terrified and leave the hall ANYTIME he picks up his spoon at mealtimes.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape to himself: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;he                          leaves each time I pick up my spoon. I think this girl                          is getting too focused on me. Just to annoy me or something.                          But I won't give in. I don't want to show her how it                          unnerves me. That's all she wants but I won't give her                          that pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;20. 'Need a brush over there Professor?'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape                          thinking really hard:                          Is this a prank or not? Better not take chances, ignore                          the comment and use my legendary "run before I                          bottle you" eyes" Then I'll be alone to check                          if anything's the matter with my hair.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Follow him closely through the hallways. Imitate his stern look and determined walk. If he turns around, stand still and smile sweetly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape to himself: I smell something                          fishy here... Oh really, Severus, I think you're getting paranoiac!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Leave copies of Lockhart's biography all around the place.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: I can't believe                          this clown is still so popular around here! It just                          proves my point: they all are dunderheads!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Introduce him with the words "Here is a man who not only has a brilliant mind and a wonderful wit, but can also sing.'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: I don't think                          I came in at the best of times.  Surely they were                          waiting for someone else judging from their faces." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                          &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;24. Transfigure a jack-in-the box's head to look like him. Wind it up and leave it outside his door. Run like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: What!!"  Outloud                          and striding in the corridors to catch the prankster:                          "If I ever catch you, believe me, it's your head                          that's going to be stuck in that box for the rest of the                          year! And I'm not talking about a fake one!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;25. Charm his hair into dreadlocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape thinking: Why are people                          looking at me?  And laughing...? "  Taking                          a hand to his head: "No, it can't be!  Not                          like Lockhart's , anything but not like this twit!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;26. Get a hose. Corner him. Spray him down. Run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Discouraged Snape: Why                          me? Why people feel the need to shower me all the time?                          My hair are naturally greasy, that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Doodle things on your potions notes about 'that cute Potter kid'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape thinking: Oh, no, another                          groupie! Can't they see Potter is bound to act like                          he does because of all this attention he's getting!?                          I'm sure I'll never see something as stupid as these                          on their notes ever!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Doodle things on your potions notes about 'that cute Longbottom kid'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: "I shouldn't                          have said that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Offer him tequila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape outloud: Tequila?                          Isn't that one of those Muggle drinks?  -Yes!  -Well                          then I'm afraid I'll have to confiscate it. " Inner-thoughts:                          And have a good go at it because these days, and I don't                          know why, but I have been the victim of so much horrible                          pranks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Get a tattoo. One that says 'Sevvie' Insist it has nothing to do with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: For your                          sake I do hope it has nothing to do with me! Or else                          I would remove it myself with very painful methods                          indeed!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Eat chocolate cake in class. Offer to let him lick the plate clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: Maybe                          this kind of behaviour towards sweets is allowed                          in Dumbledore's office, but believe me in my classroom,                          nothing as remote as this has ever been accepted. 10                          points from your House.  And run to the kitchens                          to hand in your plate before I use the crumbs, mix them                          to your potion and test it on you afterwards!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Every lesson, quote things he said last lesson. Word for word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: Didn't I say so                          last class?  Or am I getting flashbacks from nightmares?                           I just have this feeling of déjà vu.  No,                          it's definitely not me, she keeps doing it." Out                          loud: "Miss, as glad I am that you finally decided                          to retain something useful from my classes, please refrain                          from quoting them word for word, it lowers my already                          low esteem of you because quoting, I believe, is for                          people who can't think for themselves!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Transfigure his robes into a Molly-Weasleyesque woollen jumper with a large 'S' on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: It's more than                          time that the Weasley twins graduate!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Owl him long and detailed accounts of your summer holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Incredulous Snape: Maybe I should                          warn Dumbledore about this. This student has certainly                          been taking some illicit concoctions during the summer.                          This looks everything like a friendship letter, yet                          it's addressed to me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Dress like him and dye your hair black. Refer to yourself as 'mini-snape'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: Oh no! Close your                          eyes, maybe the vision will disappear... No, it hasn't.                          It's really a student dressed like me.  Oh no,                          he's referring himself as "mini-Snape".  Will                          they ever leave me in peace!?"  Out loud:                          "Alright, you've had your fun. Now let me have mine!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Ask him what his middle name is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape in a cold impatient                          voice: It's                          Severus Mind-your-own-business-if-you-ever-want-to-graduate-alive-and-in-one-piece                          Snape. Is that clear enough for your little brain?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Leave a well-worn and &lt;u&gt;sickeningly&lt;/u&gt; cute teddy-bear where it can be easily seen by staff and students. Ensure it has a tag, written in a child's hand, stating that he 'belongs to Severus' and is called 'Chuckles'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape in a grave ironic                          voice:"Ah, ah, ah! This is so hilarious!  Bunch                          of babies! Alright, WHO did this? Minerva?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Make casual but loud references to Harry Potter being considered for an Order of Merlin.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape breaks the sugar                          quills he was holding and nervously lets it crumble                          to the floor with a look that speaks miles.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Talk back in class. With a bad Scottish accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape unimpressed and                          out loud: "Indeed! Maybe you should check at the                          infirmary if Mme Pomphrey has a cure for dialectal disorders.                          If she can't find it, remind her to look under the letter                          D. For "Dumb".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. If you're a sneaky Slytherin, slip him a potion that makes him sing everything he says to the tune of '&lt;i&gt;I've Got A Lovely Bunch Of Coconuts&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape to himself: That's it!  I                          promised Dumblendore not to kill myself but that's surely                          excluded THAT!" -Later that day with Dumbledore: "I'm                          sorry Severus, but your promise also included such occasions                          as this.  Why else would I have had you promise                          me?  Don't worry!  I'll fix this for you!"                          (&lt;i&gt;Lady Claudia: I have just listened to the song for                          the first time ever!  Amanda!  That is so                          low!!  I can't believe you thought of something                          so abominable for our poor Snape! That's got to be the                          worse of the lot!&lt;/i&gt;  If you don't know the song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whysnape.tripod.com/coconuts.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;here                          it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. If you're a gutsy Gryffindor, draw a lightening-bolt scar on his forehead when he's asleep.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape thinking: Everybody is looking                          at me again.  Just as when I had dreadlocks. Better                          find a mirror."  Some minutes later, Hagrid                          from his hut heard this very weird sound: "Ahaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. If you're a well-read Ravenclaw, bring large piles of books to class, and verify anything he states. Loudly. (ie: 'He's right you know! or 'He's done it again!')&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape after class: "As                          much as I enjoy serious students, this may be a little                          too much. Therefore, if you ever want to discuss whether                          what I say is correct or not, do so with me.  Then                          again, that would surely prove a waist of time since                          I'm always right when it comes to potions! Dismissed!"                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. If you're a hard-working Hufflepuff, write long extra-curricular essays about the benefits of good, strong cleansing-potions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape to the Hufflepuff                          who of course understood the underlying meaning of good                          &lt;b&gt;cleansing&lt;/b&gt; potions:                          "You know how much I like academic perfection.                          Your late extra-curricular essays have surprised me                          indeed. But in order to give you any points for it,                          I would need proofs of their effectiveness. Therefore,                          I'll be expecting you to show up tonight at 7 o'clock                          to start applying theory to reality.  Fortunately                          for you, Longbottom has once again blown up his cauldron                          all over the classroom and it could really use the benefits                          of those strong &lt;b&gt;cleansing&lt;/b&gt;-potions you've been referring                          to! You'll hand me your                          results on a 5 foot long essay, tomorrow morning. Have                          I left anything unsaid?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. If you're a feisty Faculty member, flick things at him during dinner at the High Table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape thinking: Oh come on! Can't                          I have a bit of relaxing time once in a while!"                           Suddenly the culprit's plate &lt;i&gt;inexplicably&lt;/i&gt; found                          itself in his face!  With a smile, Snape rises                          and passes nearby : "My, my! I thought at your                          age you would have stopped playing with your food! But                          I guess I was wrong, for once. You should get yourself                          clean, really. You                          look like a one year old baby after his meal!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. When he leans down to inspect your work - Grab your wand, place the tip of it directly between his eyes and shout 'Lumos!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape, who can't see                          a thing and who is still flabbergasted by the effect of                          the Lumos: "Out! Everybody out!  And YOU! (Pointing                          in the wrong direction)                         Report yourself to Filch at 7 tonight for the worst                          punishment of your life!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Nickname your quill 'Snapie' and talk to it during class.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: Did you                          talk to me?  - No, I was talking to my quill, Snappie!                           Snape frowns gravely and says: "Then if                          it ever answers you back, I believe you should think of consulting                          a psychiatrist or something. I won't tolerate more brain-damaged                          students in my class. I have enough on my hands already!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Drop vague hints that McGonagall likes him a little more than strictly necessary.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape thinking: That can't be                          right!  The old maid having a crush on me?  I                          though she had it for Dumbledore!  Hum... I'll                          have to be more careful"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Drop vague hints that Filch likes him a little more than strictly necessary.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape in a disgusted                          tone: Argh! No way!                           I refuse to believe that!  Oh, only the thought                          of... Shrug!! I better take a shower and wash thoroughly before                          I am heart-sick.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Get your potion horribly wrong. Smile when he berates you and ask if that deserves a detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: So you                          think you can command me, is it?  We'll see about                          that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;a name="50"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;50. Get your potion all over him. Smile when he splutters incoherently with anger and ask if THAT deserves a detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"... Now you've done it!                           I can't believe you did that on purpose!  Out                          with everyone!  That doesn't deserve a detention,                          it deserves an expulsion!"  Later that day:                          "Why can't Dumbledore believe me?  Caused                          by an emotionally affected student he says. The student wanted my attention                          he says!  Right, that                          student is more insanely affected than anything                          else! Why am I still teaching here? Oh yes, because                          nobody else will take me in...  "   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Grab some friends. Surround him. Sing the entire soundtrack to Moulin Rouge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: Let me go!  Who                          would be stupid enough to sing such follies?"   Inwardly:                          To the Bat-cave,                          fast!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Imply that you think Professor Lupin was the only deserving applicant for the Dark Arts job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape grinds his teeth                          together very loudly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Leave anonymous notes on his desks. Have them say things like 'Remember that summer in 72, Severus dear?' or 'Meet me in the restricted section...and bring a friend!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape thinking really                          really hard: Summer 72?  72?                          What did I do that summer?  Eek!  No, no,                          stay calm!  You did use protection!  This                          is only a frame!" (&lt;i&gt;Lady Claudia: Please dear                          Snape-fans, don't be obfuscated! This is only an hypothesis,                          ok!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;"Snape: Bring a friend?                           That's a problem... I wouldn't have one to being with.                          But what am I saying, I don't                          need anybody to defend myself! You perfectly know how                          to defend yourself when you've been the victim of the                          Marauders for 7 years "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Refer to him as 'Cuddles'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape thinking: It's time for                          my appointment with my magical physician! I need to get my ears                          fixed! Or my brain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Smile at him. All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: This is so unnerving!                           I can't believe this smile would have more effect                          than seeing Potter sit in my class for all those years!  Why                          is she always smiling?  Does she know something                          about me?  Argh! I can't take it anymore!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Publish a newsletter detailing his life and everyday activities. Call it 'The Daily Snape'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: What's this? A                          newsletter?  The Daily Snape!? What the !*&amp;amp;?%!                          Reading one random page: "Today our dearest Potions                          Master will be available for you all in the Dungeons                          from 6am to 7am. Then, he'll have a nice and copious                          breakfast in the Great Hall, and, at 7:50 exactly, he'll                          go down to prepare for his first potion class.  So                          if you need to ask him anything, we advice you to do                          so before he departs because, afterwards, he's sure                          to be very vindictive since his lesson today start off                          with Double Potions with Slytherins and Gryffindors.                           Here's a more detailed schedule of his going-about                          during the day... " Crunching the newsletter                          hard in his hands, Snape was fuming!  "If                          I catch the donkey who wrote that shi*&amp;amp;% , trust                          me, I'll publish a newsletter detailing every possible                          ways to use young human parts in potions!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Hum 'Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore' during any moments of silence in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: She's been humming                          that song for long enough. Out loud: "Miss, would                          you care to enlighten us on why you've been humming                          for the last hour?  ... No response... Well, then                          I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to sing the whole song                          aloud so that everyone can help me guess why you've                          been doing so!  -She starts singing and when Snape                          realises it could be directly dedicated to him                          he says: "That will be enough, MIss. I don't want                          my students to turn deaf out of hearing you! Now, let's                          resume our lesson" &lt;br /&gt;(Lady Claudia: for those you don't                          know this song, see the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/lyrics/23805/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;lyrics                          here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;.                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Ask him why he saved Harry Potter. Ask him every day.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: I won't say it,                          I won't say it, I won't say it!"  After nagging                          him for long enough, Snape cracks up and spits it out:                          "Alright, I'll tell you!  I saved his sorry                          butt because I care about the little fool! He may be                          a pretentious wonderboy, but that's no excuse not to                          save him, I have a conscience you know! Clear?  Now stop bugging me!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Clap noisily when he finishes telling someone off.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: Detention!                          That will teach you to mind your own business!"                           Inwardly: "That's the first time I ever get                          complimented for telling a student off! Maybe there's                          hope for her after all"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Knock over your cauldron, spill it everywhere and shout 'Surf's up, Sir!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: Detention's                          Up, Miss!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Sneak into his chambers. Put &lt;a href="http://www.i2k.com/%7Esvderark/lexicon/skrewt.html" target="_blank"&gt;Blast-Ended-Skrewts&lt;/a&gt; in his underwear drawer                          (click the link to know what that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape went to look into                          his drawer in the morning after hearing some very weird                          noise. Upon opening the drawer: "What the hell is that?                          It has stings, it's slimy, there's no head, it smells                          like rotten fish, and there are legs sprawling                          out of everywhere!  My God!  They burned everything                          in there! I wonder if I can make a good potion out of                          that... thing.  Better not tell Hagrid about this,                          he'll want them back before I can make experiments!                          For once I don't mind the prank! Well, maybe I mind                          the underwear, but I can always transfigure myself some                          until I get to Diagon Alley"   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Transfigure all his quills into giant purple peacock feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"When Snape enters the                          classroom and sees this he calmly says: "Well.                          Looks like Sybill Trelaway came over and left some &lt;i&gt;evidence&lt;/i&gt;                          of her passage!  Miss Granger, would you kindly                          go up to the her office and bring her back those horrible                          things before I discover who really did                          this and try to shove them back up where they  belong...on                          the culprit of course!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Go Christmas-caroling at his door. Do not leave or cease singing until dawn. Do this in July.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape half-asleep: Do                          I hear Christmas caroling or is it just a dream?  No,                          I'm not dreaming, it's 5 o'clock and someone is Christmas                          caroling at my door!  That's impossible, we're                          in the middle of July!  Students have not come                          back yet... &lt;b&gt;Minerva!!!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Ask him at the end of every Potions lesson if he knows a good love-potion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape who has been ignoring                          your requests for the past five classes: "Very                          well...  You've just won yourself  the happy pleasure of                          writing me a 12 foot long essay on love-potions.  You'll                          see how much I know about it when I grade it next class!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Charm his hair bright orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape looking in the                          mirror: Ahahhaaaaaaaaaa!  Not again! Why do people                          always get at my hair?  Once I had dreadlocks,                          another time they were pink and now this! Please, just                          leave my hair alone! Anybody ever thought about the                          effects of these pranks on my hair?  Nooooo of                          course! Everyone just assumes my hair is greasy because                          I don't wash them..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Ask him if he wants a massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape, during one of                          your detentions, looks like he could use a massage.                          So you propose it to him... Then, with his cold and                          stern look:                          "Keep your hands for the O-how horribly dirty                          cauldron left over there! Believe me, you'll be in need                          of every ounce of arm-power you can get!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Hide in his chambers at night. Wake him up by jumping up and down on his bed shouting 'Rise and Shine Professor!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape realising what                          you are doing: "What in Heavens' name are you doing                          here?  Get out of here and be prompt for detention                          for the rest of the week!  I'll make sure you'll                          get to bed so late at night you'll be too tired to think                          of anything as stupid as this in the morning!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Find out the passwords to his office and private chambers. Cast a spell to change them to 'Fluffy White Kittens' and 'Flowers &amp;amp; Lollipops'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape trying to get in:                          What's the matter with these doors?  The password                          isn't working. "  Then, Snape being a great                          wizard, he is able to decipher a way to know the new                          password: "Fluffy White Kitten?!%  This has                          to be the worst password in the world!  Even Dumbledore                          didn't think of that one for sure! I won't say it out                          loud.  Two hours later: "Alright, alright,                          I'll say it.  I have to get into my office one                          day! &lt;br /&gt;Later that day, after a long potions                          class, Snape was going back to his quarters when : "What?                           Not again!  Oh well, Fluffly White Kittens.                          "  The door doesn't open.  "Don't                          tell me they invented another sickeningly cute password                          for my quarters as well! Argh!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Drool in your potion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape comes to you in                          a hurry, pushes you aside and shouts in an incredulous                          voice: "Are you insane?  This potion is useless                          now! What's the matter with you?  I knew teenage                          hormones could really tamper with someone's brain, but                          never to the level of drooling all over the place!  God,                          give me patience!" W&lt;i&gt;ith this episode,                          you've really reach a new level of exasperation in Snape!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. When he glares at you, give a similar glare back. If he blinks or looks away jump up and shout 'I won!'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape spatting: "If this                          is one of your silly childish games, I don't even want to know about                          it!  10 points from your House for sheer.. density!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. When he leans towards you in class, looming over you and generally looking menacing - reach up, tweak his nose, then twiddle your thumb between your index and forefinger and say 'Got your nose!' triumphantly.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape in an incredulous                          look shouts: Out,                          out, out!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Learn a charm that makes people sprout interesting flowering plants from their hair. Use your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: What's that smell?                           It smells like... sniff, sniff... poppies?   Wait                          a minute. People are looking at me with that kind of                          look again... Snape moves his head down to smell his hands                          and then realises something's moving on his head.  He                          reaches, understands, violently grabs the poppies out                          of his head when suddenly Dumbledore comes in: "Ah!                          Severus!  Flowers?  For Mme Pomphrey I guess!                          But I though her birthday was only in 2 weeks!"                           Snape feels cornered: "No... I mean, yes.                          No! What I mean to say is.. -Yes, Severus?  - Ah!                          Forget it!" And then Snape throws the flowers on                          the floor and hurries away before the old man can add                          anything else! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Ask him if he knows who Alan Rickman is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: Alan who?  -                          Alan Rickman! He must be part of your family, you look                          so much like him!  - I'm sure I look nothing like                          this..this Alan-whatyoumacallit! Anyway, coming from                          you, I'm sure this is an insult, so I'd rather never                          meet the man!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Anytime you catch his eye, wink at him.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape is getting nervous:                          Is it me or is she winking each time our eyes cross?                           No, that can't be a coincidence.  She's really                          winking at me!!  But why?  Do I have something                          on my face?  Does she know something I should?                           Is she a Death Eater?  Does she have a crush                          on me?  God forbid it! Oh!!! This is driving me                          crazy! Just ignore her! I don't want her to know it's                          affecting me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. When he next deducts points from you, (and he will) threaten to drop him from 32 stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: You little                          overgrown baby! Stop acting like a kid and start acting                          like your age! You deserve what's coming at you, period!"                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Call him Severus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: If I'm not mistaken                          I'm still your teacher and you're still my student.                          And even when that won't be the case anymore, there                          is no way that I'll ever allow you to refer to me on                          a first-name basis. 20 points from your House! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. If you're brave, call him Sev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;-Then can I call you, Sev?                           -50 points!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. If you're really brave, call him 'Sevvie-kins'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"-Ok then, Sevvie-kins                          maybe?  -75 points! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. If you're suicidal, call him 'precious-little-Sevvie-kins'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Why won't you let me                          call you that my precious-little Sevvie-kins?  -                          That's it!  100 points PLUS a week's worth of the                          most horrible detention I can think of!  Now, my                          precious-little-twit, do you feel I'm giving you enough                          attention or are you still lacking some?  Because                          if you are still lacking attention like Dumbledore suggested                          before I'll make sure Filch and all the Slytherins are                          on the case. Capiche? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. When he's teaching, say 'Delicious' or 'Scrumptious!' after every ingredient he lists off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape in his cool silky                          voice: Miss, do you really want to know exactly how                          "delicious" these ingredients are?  I'll                          be happy to assist you in this gustatory quest                          of yours! Oh yes!  With any luck, you'll want                          to start with those poisoned snake fangs and then maybe                          we'll have some peace in this class for once!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Ask him about his private life and personal hygiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: Believe                          me, you don't want to know!"  Thinking: "I                          hope that scared her off for good! Well, usually it                          works, but this girl keeps coming back for more! I should                          talk Mme Pomphrey about that.  Maybe she's mental!                          Oh I just wish she is. I'll be there the day they send                          her to St. Mungo's fool department!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Present him with a pet baby bunny rabbit every few weeks. Tell him each one is called Minerva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: How am I supposed                          to get rid of these?  They're so innocent I'd really                          feel bad eating them! And they're named Minerva as well!                           Argh! Why can't I NOT feel guilty about this!                           Oh well, let's get back to the pet shop..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Form a cheerleading squad. Make up a dance and chant for him. Follow him around.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape : Ok, let's recapitulate:                          I've made my angry eyes, my killing eyes, I screamed                          at them, I threatened them, I put them under detention,                          and I've even tried my threats about  poisoning one of them but nothing                          worked. Therefore, the only sensible thing to do is                          to ignore them. Eventually, let's hope before I'm fit                          for St-Mungo myself, they will stop!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Send him Valentines in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape receiving his valentines:                          Oh, no! Not false Valentines again!  I hate it                          when they do that!  Damn that blasted holiday!                           I never received a true valentine in my life!                           Why do they keep trying to get at me?  Even                          if I ever received a real one, I would never know because                          I never dare to eat the chocolates in case they are                          poisoned or open the cards in case they explode!"  And he spent the rest of the day                          brooding alone or being insipid to the students! &lt;i&gt;(Lady                          Claudia: Are you happy now, you made our dear Snape                          sad!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Send him Valentines in August.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape: Well, that's a                          first!  I never thought I would ever be surprised                          by a valentine anymore! But, wait a minute... kids have                          not come back to Hogwarts yet!  So who could..                          ahhaaaaaaah! Snape shouted and dropped the valentines                          (cards and chocolates)                          as if they were venomous. "They must be from Sybil!                           Oh!!  I need a shower!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. To avoid suspicion and create more annoyance, give vague hints in these Valentines that they are from a certain blonde Slytherin.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape, after taking a                          shower and getting back to his senses: "What's this?                           A note on the floor" Picking it up and reading.                           "What?!!  From a blonde Slytherin?  What's                          the meaning of this? Who could..." Snape stopped                          in mid-sentence and shouted: "Draco?"  After                          another shower, Snape got back to his normal self: "No,                          no, no, no, no! That can't be Draco! He's not gay for                          sure with all the girls he's been going out with and                          with all the times I had to bring him back to his own                          bed after curfew. So                          who could it be?..." With a stern look Snape said                          THE word: Potter! He hates Draco and I to that point                          for sure! (&lt;i&gt;Lady Claudia: Poor Potter!                           Now you've gone and done it!  Snape will                          get at him on your account! Are you happy?!  Just                          joking!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Offer him sweets. Every chance you get. Insist that he try the green ones.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape tbinking: Someone's                          offering me a sweet!  This has to be a prank, I                          will not believe it is not so... I've been dumb one                          time and ended up in the infirmary, thanks to James                          Potter and his Marauders!" Out loud: "No thank you.                          Just seeing you smile like that reminds me of the terrible                          consequences sweets can do to your teeth. I'd rather                          keep mine as perfect as they are and not look like an                          old hag". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Set his robes on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"-You're on fire, Sir!                           -Oh really! says he in an unimpressed tone. "I                          cannot fathom how you managed to remain at Hogwarts                          for so long when you can't even remember you already                          used this prank with me!  I'm not going to make                          a fool of myself again by looking at.. -But Sir I swear                           - Don't interrupt me you insolent!" he shouts.                          "I can't believe you're that desperate to get my                          attention or I should rather say my detentions.  And..                          -Oh my God, Severus! You're on fire! says Minerva.  -What!!?%                           Snape looks angrier than ever and since he can't                          really accuse you of doing it because you tried to warn                          him, well, he's even more angry. So he puts out the                          fire, swirls around and vanishes from everybody's sight                          for the rest of the day. Brooding! Minerva: "What's                          the matter with him? He did not even thank his student!                           Will he ever learn to be civil once in a while?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Set your own robes on fire. Insist that he save you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"-Oh my! Help me, professor                          Snape! My robes are on fire! -What's this noise? Then,                          Snape realises you are indeed on fire but that the situation                          is not so urgent.  -Save me, professor Snape!!                          I'm afraid!"                          you tell him with supplicating and panicked eyes.  Snape                          is says quite sadly: "Oh well, if I must!"  And with a reluctant                          smile he saves you.  -Oh thank you so much, professor!!                           I thought I was going to die!  Thank you!"                          And then, jump in his arms in an excess of joy. Now                          THAT will really get on his nerves!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Doodle things on your left arm during his lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: Miss,                          I had the impression that this was a Potions class,                          not a contest for the worst drawings ever.                          Go get yourself clean and come back as soon as possible.                          We'll test your antidote on you. That might remind you                          to be more attentive next time!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Follow him around singing cheerful Beatles songs until you can sing no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape, quite desperate                          by now of course, passes his hand on the length of his                          face in a gesture of hopelessness. "Oh God! First                          the cheerleaders and  now this! I've tried everything!                          And Albus won't allow me to cast a silencing spell on                          a student!" Sigh!  "Well, at least she's                          not singing some Sesame Street songs!" Big shrug.                           "OH! said Snape in a repulsed voice, "That                          trick from the Weasley twins sure was the worst thing                          they had come up with!  I guess I should just sit                          back and enjoy the show!  Oh! And when she has                          no voice anymore, I'll make up a surprise oral presentation                          for her worth 10% of her final mark!! Oh yes!  Mmmaahhahahaaha!!"                          Snape was laughing evilly!  "What's happening                          to me? I sound like Voldemort himself!  Time to                          get some rest!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Find out when his birthday is. Throw a surprise party. Shower him with gold ribbons and pink balloons.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape barely muttering to                          Dumbledore between his teeth and with a murderous look:                          "Dumbledore, old man, I never thought you could                          go lower in my esteem in you towards your taste                          for throwing out unwanted and useless parties, but I                          guess you've just outdone yourself this time!  Just                          wait until this is all finished, I'll outdo myself in                          revenge for sure!  -Oh but Severus, that wasn't                          my idea!  That was your wonderful student! The                          little miss there!  She's so charming isn't she?                           I've heard she's done a lot of things for you                          this year.  I'm glad to see a student finally recognising                          your worth! -I am thrilled, really" said Snape                          while drinking a full glass of scotch. "Let's just                          hope I'll survive her ... attentions! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Make a habit out of grabbing Harry Potter and dragging him into Snape's office by his ears, crying 'Here he is Sir! I've got him!'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape                          out loud: Thank you for your consideration, but really                          I can do that on my own! Therefore I would be much more                          grateful if you'd just leave me in peace!"  In                          his thoughts: "OH, the lucky girl!  If only                          I was allowed to grab him by the ears!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Transfigure all the buttons down his front into large, pink flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud after                          immediately untransfiguring his buttons back to normal: "Alright                          students. 20 points to the one who tells me who did                          this!"   (Of course, a Slytherin frames you!)                           "Very well, Miss!  Since you like flowers                          so much, why don't I use the same potion you tried on                          me once. You know, the one that makes flowers grow out                          of your hair!  You see, and I'm sure you'll find                          this as fascinating as I do, I have improved the said                          potion so that it grows Devil's Snares instead of cute                          little flowers! Come along now, I don't have all day                          and... for the sake of your friends, keep out of reach                          for the next 24 hours!  The plant might bite!"   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Turn in all your essays on perfumed paper covered in scribbled little love-hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape, when first seeing                          your essay: "Argh!  What's this horrible thing?                           An essay written on love-heart paper? !?" he says                          in a disgusted tone.  "And what's that awful                          smell?" he says while covering his nose with his                          pocket tissue.  "Who did ...Of course, HER!                          Well this essay will be easy to mark: 0!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. When he turns his back, imitate anything he just said in a high, squeaky voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;"Snape out loud: I beg                          your pardon?  What did you say?  -(In a high                          and squeaky voice) I beg your pardon?  What did                          you say?  -I'll get you for this you impudent little                          twit!  -(In a high and squeaky voice) I'll get                          you for this you impudent little twit!  -HOW DARE                          YOU show me so little respect you worthless parrot?  ....                          Go on and on until he quits and runs away from you OR                          before you get expelled!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Introduce him to your friends Rickmaniac, Gumlick and Meg...watch the fun that ensues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: "Who the hell are these                          people? No, no! Don't say it. After better consideration,                          I'd rather not know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Procure some ferret-droppings. Leave a large pile of them in his desk. Insist that Draco Malfoy did it.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape out loud: Indeed!  (laughing                          inwardly of the time Draco finally got his just reward                          from Mad Eye Moody) "You know, it's a real chance                          to have you around in this school!  Who else would pick these                          up otherwise?  -But I don't have anything to pick                          them up with, Sir.  -Snape just smiled in answer.  You know                          what that means!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Show up drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape's quarters at night.                          You are totally drunk with a bottle of unfinished whiskey                          in your hand.  You knock on his door and he comes                          to open it.  With your best voice (I mean the                          best articulation you can have due to the circumstances!) you smile                          at him and say: "Goodnight professor! I was just                          going around the Dungeons when I thought to drop in!                          No really, it's depressing to drink alone, and since                          you look like the kind of man that needs to drink often                          to forget how lonely you are, I came here right away!                           -What are you mumbling about?" Sniff, sniff.                          "Good Lord, you're really drunk!!  -Hey,                          don't shout like that, I left you some after all!  -What                          am I going to do with you?  -Whatever you want,                          darling!" you say while making him goo goo eyes!                           "-By all that's Holy, you're not only drunk:                          you've been drugged for sure!!  Come in, I'll get                          you an antidote for whatever you have.  But DON'T                          TOUCH ANYTHING!  -Alright, Snapie, dearest!                           For you, anything!  -Fast, fast, fast! Where                          is that dam*&amp;amp; antidote?!"   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Giggle constantly. Give no reason. Continue until he kicks you out of the dungeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: Miss, what is so hilarious                          that you cannot repress your silly headless girl giggles?                           Silence   -I'm warning you, if you don't                          stop, I'll test Longbottom's potion on you!  Silence                           - Very well, Longbottom, make sure you do everything                          properly.  This way, she's sure to be poisoned                          and then we may finally have some peace around here."                          You keep giggling.  -Miss, stop or I'll kick you                          out so fast that every golden snitch in the                          world will envy you!  Still nothing, still giggling.                            Snape grabs you by the arm and shuts the                          door in your face.  Maybe that's about time you stop!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Fall completely, head-over-heels in love with him. Let everybody know about it                          &lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: And I once believed being a Death Eater was the worst thing that ever happened to me!  Now the whole school is giggling after me, the teachers eye me as if I were some pedophile, that girl follows me everywhere I go and I've lost all sense of fear in my students due to her calling me Sevvie!  Great!  That's just great! Voldemort, here I come!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amanda: *Sigh* Poor                          Snape... Well thats it, Thanks to Rickmaniac and Gumlick                          for a few ideas given me whilst chatting, and to Meg                          for an idea and for introducing me to her inner-Snape!                          You! Review! Now!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c89d66;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lady Claudia: Well, that was                          a first time!  I'm not used to writing stories                          or funny stuff at all.  I've mainly written essays                          in my life!  So, please, don't be too severe on                          me!  I just tried to imagined how Snape would react                          to these imaginary situations! Just hope you enjoy and                          that you can understand what I meant! Especially the                          narrative and descriptive parts. I'm not good at it!                          So you have to use your imagination and use Snape's                          voice in your head, ok?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td align="left" height="31" valign="top" width="789"&gt;                          &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a name="102"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#f3da08;"&gt;102                          to 202&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amanda: DISCLAIMER: Snape                          is mine. JK Rowling gave him to me. In my dreams....                          Ok, no Alan Rickman references in this one. A few very                          obvious Monty Python ones though.  Here goes...!                          Be ruthless. Be consistant. Break him. Make him cry.                           Awww,                          poor Severus.  But anyway....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/new.jpg" border="0" height="35" width="70" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Updated October                          1st, 2004 &lt;a name="oct1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Stand at the entrance to the Potions classroom. Charge entry.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape                          out loud: Unless you are raising funds to finally get                          that so needed brain operation of yours, you better                          that silly person out of the way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Ask him if he's ticklish. Tell him if he lies 'you'll know'.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: "Then let me ask                          you if you are sensible to pain?  If you're lying,                          I'm going to know!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sacrifice small creatures and first-years in his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: Since you are so found                          of sacrifices, I have just got a whole bunch of ...                          -Coconuts?  -NO!!  Horned toads!  And                          they are waiting to be disemboweled! So be there tonight                          at 7!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Offer to 'bewitch his mind and ensnare his senses.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape eyes you suspiciously                          and moves ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Conclude potions lessons with the words 'See you next time folks! Same bat time! Same bat channel!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                          Oh I do hope you will do so because if it ever happens                          for you to come back at the same time next week, it                          will mean you will be an hour late. Therefore, I'll                          have the best excuse in the world to give you the worst                          detention ever!  Understood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sign him up for Madam Hooch's new class. 'Physical Fitness for the Mentally Depressed'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape                          crunches the subscription paper very, but I mean, very                          hard in his hands!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hum and whistle the score from Austin Powers the moment he enters the Potions room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                          I was under the impression that I had pickled all the                          birds into potions ingredients yesterday, but I guess                          I missed one... I shall remedy the situation immediately."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Be sure to let him know when there's a full moon coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape                          just ignores you.  Too bad!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Every time his back is turned in class, move one seat closer to him. Continue until you are directly in front of him or until the lesson ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                          One more move and the next desk you are going to sit                          at will be my office's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10. While speaking with him, casually refer to Voldemort as 'yer boss'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (cringing inside, you                          can see his mouth twinge slightly even though he tries                          as hard as hell not to show it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Scheme loudly about him in the library. When you know he's behind the nearest shelf.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) Why the little                          bugger! How dare he think a Slytherin would get caught                          in such an obvious Gryffindor plan?! That's prepostruous!                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12. Greet him as you would a life-long friend, punch him in the arm and call him 'Sevster, old pal'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (with his murderous                          eyes) I am NOT one of your&lt;i&gt; PAL&lt;/i&gt; (disdainful voice)                          as you so inelegently put it! Now hurry off before I                          hex you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Charm his bedsheets to entangle him in his sleep, ensuring he must wrestle them for a quarter-hour each morning just to get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (wrestling) Why those                          darn sheets are doing it again?!  That's it! I'm                          ordering some new ones from Wizard-Sears today... or                          whenever I manage to get out of here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14. Sit with him at Quidditch matches. Promise loudly to 'protect him from those nasty little Gryffindor girls.'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (almost about to burst                          throught clenched teeth) For the last time, I told                          you there are NO Gryffindor girls running after me!                           So would you &lt;b&gt;please&lt;/b&gt; stuff that flag in                          that mouth of yours instead and stop shouting!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;15. Owl him the lyrics to your favourite songs.&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;nape: (thoughtful) Hum? Weird.                          Who or what is this "Celine Dion" and "My                          Heart Will Go On"? ! And what about "Mary                          Poppins=whatyoumaycallit"?!  Weird, very weird!                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;16. Tell him at great length about your newly brewed potion which you have called 'brown-gunk-in-a-bottle'.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:  (in his innocent voice) What about you call this surely extraordinary new potion                          another name?  What about... "Brown-filthy-student-on-whom-a-gunk-greasy-potion-was-spilled"?                           I believe it would be an instant success! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;17. Shiver with some undisclosed emotion should he call on you in class.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) Oh no!! Not                          the sexual insinuations now!! I have met enough drooling                          girls in my career to last me for a century, I just                          do not want another one on my hands. Especially not                          this one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;18. Transfigure his robes into comic-book super-hero style tights, cape, logo and utility belt.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking while trying                          to breathe) That's it, Severus. Calm down. Breathe deeply.                          (one breathe) (two breathe) ...&lt;br /&gt;Poppy in the hospital                          wing: "Really, Albus! I don't know what happened!                           When this wonderful child (meaning you) brought                          him up, there was nothing wrong with him..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;19. Mutter loudly in class that he '...still owes me rent'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;20. Should he ever sarcastically enquire if you would like a detention, hold up a hand and say 'I will not be swayed by your sweet words of temptation!'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (dangerous yet amused                          voice) Well then, by all means be my guest, let yourself                          be swayed by Filch's words instead! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;21. Ask him if he fears the sunlight, or is he just naturally pale?&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (angry) I fear nothing                          you little twit!  (slyly) But now that you bring                          up the subject, I noticed your skin looked too tan and                          we both know it is not healthy, so as a kind action                          towards, I will permit you to stay inside today serving                          detention in the dungeons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;22. Sign your name on anything of his you can get hold of.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (through clenched teeth)                          If I have to find yet another of my belongings with                          this witch's name on it... (finds his boots with your                          name on it of course!) ARGH!!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;23. Transfigure his cauldron into a large sack of milk-duds.(&lt;a href="http://www.hersheys.com/products/details/milkduds.asp?id=677-882" target="_blank"&gt;link                          so you know what a Milk Dud is&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (worried) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c89d66;"&gt;What's                          this now?! (Looks at it) I've never seen something like                          this before. (Smells it) It smells like... chocolate.                          (Squeeze it) And it is kind of sticky when squeezed....                          Albus!! He'll know.  (Later with Albus)  Bite-size milk chocolate-covered caramels?!?                           What's the meaning of this, Headmaster?!  You                          changed my cauldron into overly sweet candies?!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;24. 'Forget healing potions, Sir! Lets bottle some fame!'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: Yes, indeed. (dangerous                          voice) Why don't I become famous for being the first                          Potions Master to successfully bottle a little prat?                           Would that hold any interest to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;25. Hide behind him anytime Harry Potter approaches.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (turning around) Are                          you going to ask me to save you, again?  I have                          had quite enough of this circus you've been playing                          along with the Boy-Who-Lived-to-Strut! Detentions for                          both of you! (Harry looks dumbfounded) And more points                          off for being alive, Potter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;26. 'Wingardium Leviosa' the back of his robes so that they float vertically behind him and look like a 6-foot-high collar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) Why is everyone                          looking at me?  This is getting more suspicious                          by the second. Students are bowing to me, they would                          not normally do that even under Imperio. (He turns around                          and sees his collar flying up) (angry) Argh! If I catch                          one more of you bowing you'll see how low you'll bow                          on my Potions classroom's floor! (leaves as fast as                          he can, but his cape gets stuck in the door sill) HEADMASTER!!!                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;27. Offer to knight him.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (neutrally) No! I'd                          rather keep myself as far away from you as possible                          with a sword in hand, thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;28. Squint at him non-stop from the very second he comes into your view until he leaves again. Do this for the entire month of March, every year of your attendance.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (impatient) Miss, are                          you squinting because am I distracting your feeble mind                          that much or are you just plain stupid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;29. Launch into a hearty rendition of the B-52s 'Love Shack' anytime he needs to go anywhere near Hagrid's hut.(&lt;a href="http://www.afn.org/%7Eafn30091/songs/b/b52s-love.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Lyrics                          here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape's reaction is to                          shiver from fear and disgust each time he hears the                          song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;30. Walk around carrying the end of his robes like a bridal gown.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) All right,                          we are almost there. Yes, yes, only some more steps                          to go. Done! (Snape walked up a moving staircase                          so that when he was at the top, the staircase moved                          away with you on it!) -Unhold my robes you idiot!!  You'll                          make us fall!!  (Snape after he realized you were                          still holding on his robes ; ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;31. Follow him at a distance. Try to make it obvious what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (rambling in his head)                          I am stronger than this, I can survive this.  I                          am stronger than this, I can survive this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;32. Sneak up on him and jab him in the ribs. Screech 'poke!' loudly and run off.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (furious) Come back                          here you little peeve!! I'll show you what I call a                          poke but believe me it's usually only used around a                          fireplace!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;33. Ask for his autograph.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) Nothing more?!                           Why do I get this feeling that she's hidding more                          than what she lets on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;34. Hire some thugs. Have them beat people up who say anything against the good name of Snape. Or who looked like they might have been thinking it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) Strangely,                          I wish I had have those around when I was a student                          myself. Pity! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;35. Ask him at what age his hair 'lost it's natural lustre and shine?'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (mentally repeting)                          Ignore her, ignore her, ignore her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;36. Question his stability regularly.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) Ignore obnoxious                          girl, ignore obnoxious girl, ignore... Maybe her question                          is not so far off-track this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;37. Volunteer to assist him. Drop or break anything he requires you to be in contact with.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (once in his quarters                          while banging his head on the walls) How could I fall                          for this one?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;38. Let him catch you pretending your wand is a light-sabre. Ask him if he wants to be Obi-Wan or Han Solo. Offer to show him how to make the correct 'sabre-sounds'.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (angry and clueless)                          I don't want a obi (Japanese kimono belt) or do a solo.                          Nor do I comprehend those unnerving sound coming out                          of your month so just leave me in peace for Heaven's                          sake!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;39. When he calls on you in class, look stunned, stutter and garble some nonsense - then fall out of your seat.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (slyly) My, my, my!                           I did not know you were related to Quirrell.  Fortunately                          for you, I found an antidote against stuttering and                          sheer shyness. The only thing is... it's quite painful.                          (innocently) Oh well!  One has to suffer to get                          better! (smirking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;40. Ask when he's 'gonna get to the brewing glory part?'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: When you stop annoying                          me! But that happy day may unfortunately only happen                          when one of us dies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;41. Stand guard outside his chambers. Make fists and 'tough-arms' at anyone who looks that way twice. If questioned, state that you 'wouldn't want anything to happen to him'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (after looking outside                          and seeing you for the first time, he shuts the door)                          What is she doing there?!  (checking again and                          realising that you are there as a bodyguard sort of)                          Great! (sarcastically) Now I have to endure the little                          bugger on my front door. Then again, I just have to                          get through my hidden door and let her do all the work.                          (smirking now) Yes!! Excellent! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;42. Dust the floor behind him, following him as he walks. Also dust anything he touches.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (slyly) Like dusting,                          do we? How nice of you to volunteer to help our dear                          Mr. Filch!  There was unfortunately no one to put                          to detention tonight, but I guess we have just solved                          our problem! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;43. Charm his hair into ringlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (no reaction, he fainted)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;44. Put up a notice proclaiming the formation of your own fan-club. Sign his name as the first eager member.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (slyly) Headmaster!                          There is a bone-fire sort of near the new fan-club list.                          I really wonder why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;45. Invite him to join you for a nice, healthy game of musical chairs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (wondering) Do chairs                          play music now?!  And how could it be healthy?                           Is it an outside concert?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;46. Leave Harry Potter bound and gagged outside Snape's rooms every morning for a year.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking and smirking                          while jumping over Potter) For once, I am NOT going                          to complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;47. Anytime he comes near you, hold up your robes above your head with one arm and shelter beneath them until he leaves.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) Good!! I                          do not want to see her see either! (smirk!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;48. Subscribe to unlikely magazines in his name.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (wondering over his                          new mail with a questioning air, one eye brow up) Star                          Inc?! Jessica Simpson, stupid and happily so!?  Cosmopolitan...                          I can't believe it! Is that woman on top wearing anything                          that doesn't scream "take me, take me"!! And                          what about Sports Illustrated?.... Oh!! I see!  All                          airheads though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;49. When he enters his classroom, scurry over and wipe down his seat before he has a chance to sit down.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (pinching the bridge                          of his nose and thinking) I know I should say something,                          but somehow, I just don't find it in me right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;50. Write his biography. Have it published. Offer him a signed copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: I have one thing to                          say: WHERE are the others?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a name="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;51. Babble incoherently in class until you've lost all your house points.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (slapping himself in                          his head) Great!! Now what do I do?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;52. Set up a shrine to him. Somewhere very public.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (rounding the corner                          to your shrine) Someone put a religious hotel there?                           How odd... Wait a minute!! (eye brows raise sky                          high) This is a shrine for me!!?!  (explosions                          and hexes ensue) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;53. When he leans over your cauldron to inspect your work, reach out and pin a S.P.E.W badge on him.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (unimpressed) Good!                          I had wanted one of these Society for the Protection                          of Evil Wizards for a while you know. Now it means I                          can do whatever I want to you and still be protected                          against law suit! (evil smirk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;54. Shout suddenly in the middle of class 'Ooh, sir, hold that pose!' and quickly begin sketching him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) Mental note                          to myself: make more anti-hallucination potion!                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;55. Steal quietly up behind him, lift his robes, raise your hot-iron and brand his neck with a mark of your own.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: Ahaaaaaa!!!  What                          the...  (finds a mirror after using a spell to                          ease the pain) Aaaahhhaahhaha!!  ALBUS!! (unfortunately                          for you, Poppy was able to remove it easily, and you                          got a month's worth of detention) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;56. Fill his bed with small, adorable, fluffy creatures. While he's in it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (being licked by one                          of the creatures and enjoying the ticklying) Oh!! Stop                          that you... ALBUS!!! (unfortunately for you, Hagrid                          was able to remove all the cute animals in a record                          time. AND your punishment is to remove what they left                          in Snape's bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;57. Tell him that you 'know'. Tap the side of your nose and nod knowingly.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) I have no                          idea what that could mean, but I'll be damned if I'm                          not going to ignore this one, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;58. Weep openly when he gives you detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                           ! (triumphant!!) Ah ha!! I finally got you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;59. Casually mention you're thinking of changing your name to Severus.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (pondering) If she changes                          to Severus, it will not be without a fight. And if I                          lose the fight, then I'll raise my wine glass to toast                          in honor of our new Potions Master, Septimius Snape!                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;60. Ponder aloud on the colour of his underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                          (thinking) Why is it with people always wondering what                          I wear!?  Dunderheads! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;61. Whistle the march from '&lt;a href="http://www.nationmaster.com/encyclopedia/The-Bridge-on-the-River-Kwai" target="_blank"&gt;Bridge on The River Kwai&lt;/a&gt;' as you follow him down to one of the many detentions you are likely to receive.(                          &lt;a href="http://www.kendormusic.com/str2003/9002.htm" target="_blank"&gt;score                          and extract here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                          As astonishing as this may sound to that unsubstancial                          brain of yours, I &lt;b&gt;know &lt;/b&gt;(emphasis) Kenneth                          J. Alford's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationmaster.com/encyclopedia/Colonel-Bogey-March" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Colonel                          Bogey March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;.                          And maybe even more surprising to you, I will even                          grant you the divine pleasure of having it played in                          full score from now on when you get a detention with                          me. (evil smirk because of course he knows you'll get                          tired of it after sooo many detentions!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;62. Observe him. Take notes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:  (looking at you from the side and thinking real hard) What is she doing now?                          ... Taking notes but about what? ... She's definitely                          looking at me ... and taking notes ... Wait a minute!                           When I do something she scribbles something down.                          (tries different movement so as to prove his theory)                          Yes! Why the little... (stands up and marches up to                          you) -Miss, I believe I need to ascertain myself of                          something. Your notes, please. (You give them, no choice,                          and he sets them on fire, hands the crumples to you)                          Thank you, Miss, I was under the impression that                          my abilities to set something on fire had gone for a                          very brief moment (smirks) but we are both reassured,                          are we! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;63. Become an animagi. Be very cute. Try to get him to adopt you.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (unnerved) Albus?!  It                          followed me home.  Can I NOT keep it?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;64. Try to get him to adopt you anyway.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                          (beyond unnerved) Albus!!  I received this adoption                          fill this morning.  Now if that is not proof enough                          that this little missy is playing games and utterly                          disrespectful to a teacher... (What Albus hears: Blablablablablabla...                          ) -Dear Severus, when will you learn to have some fun?!                           I find this adoption request quite flattering                          ... (Albus doesn't have time to finish for Snape has                          raised both arms up in desperation and walked out on                          him) (Grinning Albus) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;65. Chain yourself to him and go limp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking fast eyes                          closed) This is not happening. This is not happening.                          (opens his eyes) Yes, it is happening!  What do                          I do now?  (closes his eyes) Don't think about                          it and wait for a staff member to come by. (moments                          later) All right, nobody has come up, what now?! Time                          to take action since ignoring the problem has solved                          nothing. (casts a levitation spell on you) (nonchalantly)                          -Well Miss, nice of you to volunteer and accompany me                          to McNair Manor for I was still wondering what to bring                          for dinner tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;66.  Forbid anyone to touch him. Enforce the rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) Well, in                          this case I will make an exception and not react right                          away. I could use a little "don't touch" after                          that episode with the chain!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;67. When his food arrives at mealtime, jump out of your seat, dash up to the high table and insist on tasting the food before he has a bite. 'Just in case.'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                          (thinking) Great ! (sarcastic) Everyone is looking at                          me, yet AGAIN!! Might as well enjoy it though (outloud                          and growing sarcastic) Why thank you Miss, I appreciate                          your efforts and concerns. Especially since I heard                          throught the branches that I was to fall victim to a                          Gryffindor prank tonight having to do with food poisening,                          so as to test my true capacities that is. But since                          you so readily offer yourself, I wonder why I should                          try to dedect which poison it is myself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;68. For the duration of each meal, jump out of your seat at random moments, dash up to the high table and ask if he wants anything on that, waving condiments madly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking in his ironic                          voice) Great! Again!! And she's found a way to not get                          poisened AND annoy me still with my food! Well, I am                          just going to ignore it and hope someone else will get                          annoyed and take care of the problem... (continues eating                          as if nothing was amiss) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;69. Carve small likeness's of him. Leave them around the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (comes to a halt in                          front of one of them) Oh! NO!  I've burned, liquified,                          flowed, exploded, drown, and given them to Fluffy but                          there still seems to be a great number lying around                          the school.  Well, a man must know when to give                          up. (walks away and tries to not cringe each time he                          comes around one of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;70. Have him committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: WHAT!?!  (furious                          beyond reason) I AM CONVICTED FOR WHAT?!? - (Albus)                          Calm down Severus, I have just received a missive from                          the local authorities about someone who made a complaint                          about your disposing of this person's carved figures                          without authorization, and now they want you there in                          Hogsmeade to clarify the situation. -(Snape still beyond                          reason) I AM NOT GOING TO WASTE ANYMORE OF MY TIME TODAY!                          I'VE ALREADY HAD TO SUFFER THE LITTLE TWIT FOR DOUBLE                          POTIONS TODAY SO IN NO CASE AM I GOING THERE TONIGHT!"                          -(Albus) Well, all right Severus, but you know it is                          not good to refuse to follow the authorities!! (of course                          after that, Snape went down that very night, forced                          by Albus) (Albus thinking and smirking) Good!! A little                          night air will do him wonders!! Now where are my lemon                          drops?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;71. Ask him to teach you how to tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (getting furious) If                          you are taling about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#c89d66;"&gt;communications code word for the letter t,                          well then by all means I will show you where to find                          a book about it, but if you even have the audacity of                          refering to that pseudo sexual dance, you will be in                          for a long detention, Miss!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;72. Crash Death-Eater revels shouting 'Sev! You had a party and you didn't invite me? I'm hurt!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (wakes up in sweat)                          Ah!!!!!  Oh! Thank goodness it was only a nightmare!                           (drops back on his pillow) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;73. Transfigure his robes into a safari-suit. Wear one yourself. Dance about and slap him with pilchards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (once in the infirmary                          room almost crying and whining) I don't get it, Albus.                           I was walking down the stairs while all of the                          sudden, I found myself wearing the strangest outfit                          if I ever saw one with strips and horrible colors. And                          then, that... that&lt;b&gt; demon&lt;/b&gt; (emphasis) came                          wearing one herself and danced all around me while throwing                          those foul smelling sardines at my face!  Is that                          a muggle tradition?! (nervous and verging on insanity                          by now) What have I done to her to deserve this, Albus?!                           I don't understand!  Why me?!!  (crying                          - so of course you understand that you were given detention                          by the Headmaster himself this time and asked to slow                          down your hormones a bit!  Albus had to cast a                          memory charm on Snape after all) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;74. While he's out, fill his rooms completely, wall to wall, floor to ceiling, with balloons.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (after a trying teaching                          day) Ah!! The comfort of hom... (balloons fall out of                          his door) WHAT!?  (furious and trying to get in                          to see the extend of the damage) (fighting against them                          all) Why how could she even get in here again!! I thought                          my wards were foolproof by now!!  Now calm down,                          Severus, just breathe.  (deep breathe - he calms                          down) Now, just remember the spell to get rid of all                          of them (thinking.....) Argh!!! I can't remember it                          I'm too distracted by those f*?/ balloons!!!  (still                          fights against them and pops them out) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;75. Ask him if he wants to meet your mother.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (dangerous voice) Oh                          believe me, she has been informed of your pranks on                          a daily basis. And since she has not yet reacted to                          any of them, then I am to assume that she is just as                          crazy as you are, so NO  thank you, I will pass                          this opportunity!  (walks off) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;76. Ask him everyday if he'll show you 'that stopper-in-death trick, that sounded neat.'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (after a week of asking                          and ignoring you, he finally answers, smirking evilly)                          Why yes!  I believe we have come to that point                          in our relationship where I will show you exactly how                          to stopper death.  The only thing is you may not                          like the part where I unstopper it on the most annoying                          of all my students.  (you're not smiling anymore                          so Snape plays innocently) Why? Have I forgotten to                          mention that part to you?  I'm sorry, my mistake!                          NOw come, we have death to stopper and unleash! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;77. Put up your hand eagerly in class when he asks a question. If he calls on you, ignore his question and say 'Sir? Can you do this?' Then perform stupid party face-tricks. (Ie: roll your tongue, flip your eyelids or wiggle your ears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: You want to clown around,                          well by all means do!  You'll serve detention tonight                          at St. Mungo's with Gilderoy Lockhart. I heard he was                          in dire need of a bath!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;78. Faint regularly in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (hears you fall on the                          floor for the xth time) What a happy coincidence. Mister                          Goldroy, please bring the innert body of your classmate                          so we can experiment the effective yet painful reversal                          of the Draught of the Living Death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Anytime you catch his eye, mouth something undecipherable at him. Make it look urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (thinking) I am not                          going to fall for this one again. Last time, I ended                          up empting my bottle of stress-relief potion because                          I thought she was truly in need of help and couldn't                          bring myself to understand what she was mumbling. Ignore                          her, Severus. You can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Write and choreograph a play about him for the school to perform. 'Severus: The Musical'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (mentra) You are stronger                          than this, you are stronger than this, you are stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Cast yourself in the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (mentra) I am stronger                          than this and will not faint, I am stronger than                          this and will not faint, I am stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;82. And all the other roles.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (mentra) I am stronger                          than this and will not faint before the second act,                          I am stronger...(faints) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;83. Make him daisy-chains. Enquire frequently as to why he doesn't wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (in his dangerously                          low voice) Why because my dear, as much as you have                          tried to make me crazy, it has not worked and the                          day I'll wear those atrocities will be the day of my                          admittance to St. Mungo's which is not in the near future,                          trust me on that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;84. Refer to him as 'Lord and Master of all things Slimy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (unconcerned) I've been                          called worst, you are losing your touch!  (Oh!!                          Snape is trying a new tactic!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;85. Chase him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (casually) I've been                          chased by worst...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;86. Throw your arms around him on random occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (disinterested) Nice                          of you to drop by. I had to meet with Mr. Filch, care                          to accompany me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;87. Sing Monty Python's '&lt;a href="http://www.etek.chalmers.se/%7Ee6niklas/bruce.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Lumberjack Song&lt;/a&gt;' at him endlessly.                          (&lt;a href="http://www.montypythonpages.com/index1.htm" target="_blank"&gt;song                          here &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.divx-digest.com/movies/lumber.html" target="_blank"&gt;video                          clip there&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lumberjack_Song" target="_blank"&gt;origin                          here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape:                          (Poor Professor! His "ignoring you" doesn't                          work anymore. So after trying to hex, jinx, burn,                          and lose you in the forest, our dear Potions Master                          came up with a solution of his own so that everytime                          you step into your bed you here (with the same melody                          of course): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c89d66;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm a Potions                          Master And I'm okay, I kill all night And drink blood                          all  day. I cut up students, I eat them for lunch, I go to the laboratory, On Wednesdays  I go huning, And have buttered students for tea... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;88. Dedicate essays to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (after grading this                          week's essay he stumbles on yours. Nonchalantly) Oh                          dear! What is it this week? Last week she wrote about                          the use of Snape parts in vampire based potions and                          the one before was the use of black greasy bats in magical                          shampoo. So what has our exquisite dunderhead come up                          with this week (he reads and gets angrier with every                          word)  "The use of Hogwarts Potions                          Master in a libido incresing potions with erotic                          hallucinations up a dungeon wall?!!!?  (disgusted,                          he runs to the bathroom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;89. Trip him up in the halls. Every single chance you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Albus: "Severus, you have                          to get out of your quarters. This is not healthy for                          you to remain cloistered all day!! Snape: There is no                          way I am coming out of here until I have the certitude                          that someone will not make me trip in the halls when                          I least expect it!! I am staying here. Period!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;90. Approach. Kneel. Propose. Run.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;(you approach and Snape addresses                          you suspiciously) Yes, Miss, what may I do for you?                          (you kneel while Snape thinks) She is not... (you show                          him a ring and propose while his eye brows reach unseen                          level) She can't mean (Snape stopped breathing so you                          better run before he recovers his spirits) (Snape breathes                          again) Oh! That was close! I thought she would stay!                           Thank Merlin for that!  (walks away and smirks)                          Well, now at least I can say I once refused to marry!                          Nobody needs to know whom I refused... hehehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;91. Become his campaign manager for an election you've invented. Hang 'Vote Snape' signs. Wear a badge.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (reading) A new campaign                          for the Liberation of Gryffindors by the Oppresive forces                          of Evil has begun. Join us now and get the chance to                          elect our new president, everyone's favorite...(stops                          than reads on) Potions Master? !  What is the meaning                          of this?!  (Snape walks on and sees another sign)                          Come and vote for Professor Severus Snape!  He                          has promised to stop oppression against Gryffindors                          all over the world! (Snape sees red now and blasts the                          sign) (Later on he sees you with your badge on) Miss,                          you better have a good reason for this ... this.. this                          public display of ridicule or else it will be a week's                          worth of detention in the forbidden forest!! (shouting                          now) (You look at him with your innocent smile and say)                          Don't worry, Sir!  All future presidents are nervous                          before an election!  (Snape fumes) Argh!! That's                          it!  You'll take down all of those horrible signs                          and serve detention from tonight!  And stop smiling!!!                          (furious, he hurries away) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;92. When he leans in to see the contents of your cauldron, whack him over the head, scream 'Tag! You're it!' and dash out of the classroom, giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (trying to sound neutral)                          Class, I believe your classmate has now clearly demonstrated                          the consequences of leaning too closely to your cauldron                          while preparing this potion. Indeed, a return to childhood                          behaviour is not unheard of in this case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;93. Paint a portrait of him. Use your imagination. Insist on hanging it in the Great Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: Albus? What is this                          horrible new painting over there?  I looks as though                          a hippogriff rans over the portrait and then it fell                          into a marsh, and then fished out of there after a hundred                          years!  Disgusting!  -(Minerva) Actually,                          Severus, this painting is what is called Modern Art                          and do you know the title? ... "Snape an homage"                           (and then the whole table burst off laughing while                          Snape has suddenly lost his appetite!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;94. Grin insanely throughout each and every potions class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (after class and annoyed)                          Miss, I have no clue as to why you can keep grinning                          even though I threaten you with the most horrible prospects                          I usually tell other students unless... (darkly and                          fearfully) No! It can't be... don't tell me you're...                          related to Dumbledore in any remote way? (you give him                          a super grin!! And Snape's eyes are wider than you ever                          thought it possible) I knew the old fool was hiding                          something from me!! (furious) Albus, you just wait!                           How could you do this to me!?  Now I know                          why you got away with everything you did!  (Yes!                          Now you know, too.  And it goes on...) : D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;95. 'Prozac, sir?'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (the day after he uncovered                          your family bind with Albus) Yes, thank you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;96. Laugh enthusiastically at any mild joke or sarcasm that leaves his mouth. Laugh for about 10 minutes longer than necessary. Laugh until you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (still suffering a bit                          from the Prozac you gave him) Well, what else is to                          be expected from Albus's great-great-cousin?!  So                          I better leave it off for now and relax a bit while                          this wonderful pill still affects my mood! : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;97. Breed koalas in his bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: Whoa!! Those Prozacs                          are too much for me!  I'm having sickenly cute                          hallucinations!  Better stop now. (Takes his bath)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;98. Lie down in puddles and beg him to step on you rather than get his feet soggy.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (evil smirk) As you                          wish! (steps on you and lingers...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;99. Enquire of him if he would like to borrow some shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Snape: (furious) And why would                          I want to borrow something that goes in that crazy overly                          bare head of yours?!  Because I am very much afraid                          that if I do I will also lose it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;100. Find a website focusing on really bad Snape/Harry slash-fic. Print them off and owl them to him regularly.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Albus to the student body:                          Unfortunately, children, our dear Potions Master is                          finding himself incapable of teaching. He has been severely                          sick for unknown reasons we are still investigating.                          But rest asure, once we find the remedy, we shall provide                          it as soon as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;101. Write a list of all the things you could do to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c89d66;"&gt;Albus                          to the student body, again: Once again our dear Potions                          Master, Professor Snape, in incapable of teaching. After                          a week at the infirmary, he looked a whole lot better,                          but as soon as he got his owl mail this morning, another                          sudden bout of sickness overtook him. I hope you will                          all pray so that our dear Severus is back with us soon.                          Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td align="left" height="41" valign="top" width="789"&gt;                          &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#f3da08;"&gt;&lt;a name="202"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;202                          to 303&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amanda: Sorry 'bout number                          8, I got carried away! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Always be five strides ahead of him, rolling out an endless red carpet.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Present him, each morning, with a sack-lunch for the day. In a kiddie's lunchpail of course.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sneak up behind him. Go 'Boo!' and giggle. Walk away mumbling that you 'got him good'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shave his head while he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Keep the hair. Have fun with Polyjuice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Offer to assist him with his love-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Run to pull his chair out for him at mealtimes.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Charm him to talk with an awful Australian accent. And use awful stereotypical Australian slang. Think Crocodile Hunter. Think Crocodile Dundee. Think the 'Bruce' sketch. (Try not to think Russell Crowe. I try not to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Wolf-howl loudly from a VERY good hiding place.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Call him 'Flicky Flickerton' by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. In fact, call him by a different name everytime you see him. 'Tinkerbell' 'Spot' and 'Twinkle-Toes' should go down well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Sigh loudly whenever he walks away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Try to get him to dance the Hokey-Pokey. Demonstrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Tell him to pick on somebody his own size. Stand on your tiptoes and suggest yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Run into his quarters excitedly, grab him and drag him outside. Point at a cloud that you insist 'looks JUST like you sir!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Make him play 'Monopoly' with you. Win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Attempt to hide inside his robes whenever Neville Longbottom's potion threatens to explode.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Grab a friend. Grab his wand. Play 'Snapey-in-the-middle'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Make vague allusions to having been witness to his birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Run after him in the halls with Christmas Crackers. Insist he crack one with you. Insist he wear the silly paper hat that emerges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Ensure your potions explode directly in his face. When they do say 'That'll learn ya!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When you see him coming, lie down in the hallway. Insist that you 'have fallen and can't get up'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. One word: Veritaserum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Two words: Cotton Candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Bounce up and down with anticipation until he begins each class.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Tell him he's 'Snape-tastic!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. 'Snape-o-riffic!' works just as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Get him stoned. Be ready with meat-pies and twinkies when he gets the munchies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. As he stalks by, enquire loudly of your friends if he 'isn't just the cutest little thing you ever did see?'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. In his class, hold your breath until you turn purple and pass out. Every lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Charm his eyes red and his hair white. In other words, turn him albino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Look at him. Give him over-exaggerated expressions. Change your expression every 5 seconds. 'Excited' 'Scared' 'Thoughtful' 'Angry' 'Sad' 'Demure' etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Enjoy his classes a little *too* much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Enquire after his health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Enquire after his wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Enquire after his boxers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Ask him if he's related to Basil Fawlty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Anytime you see him venture out of doors, grab your broomstick and take off. Continually swoop him until he runs inside again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Hide under your desk in potions. Pretend you're sure he can't see you. Even if he bends to look straight down on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Form a choir. Stand behind him as he teaches. Sing hymns and drinking songs softly throughout lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Tackle him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Relate to him in great detail the dreams you had the previous night. Tell what you think the deeper meaning of them is. Be specific, long-winded and horribly pretentious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Steal his Death-Eater robes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Give them back. Dyed yellow, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Waggle your eyebrows suggestively at him. Whenever you feel the moment is right.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Charm his robes to look tye-died and give him circular sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Sneak up behind him. Blindfold him. Spin him in circles a few times. Run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Learn basic muggle magic tricks. Call yourself The Great Snape-ini. Constantly approach him with a deck of cards, imploring him to 'Pick a card, any card!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Ask him if he's 'sure about that, sir?' whenever he states a fact in class.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Wait to one side of the staffroom door with a club in your hands. Bash him over the head&lt;br /&gt;and knock him out when he emerges. Do this every day until he is scared to leave the staffroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;a name="250"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;51. Transfigure his robes into the outfit of a stereotypical 70's grunge rocker. Add a neck-slung guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Transfigure his robes into the outfit of a stereotypical 80's punk. Leathers, make-up, zippers n' all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Pierce one of his ears while he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Ask him to try a potion you've just concocted with random ingredients. Promise him that 'It'll knock your socks off'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Follow him around quoting 'The Sunscreen Song'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Transfigure random articles in the potions classroom into butterflies.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Procure his mother's address. Owl her frequently with 'reports' on her son.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Grab his arms. Swing him around. Sing 'Make your own kind of music Sing your own special song, Make your own kind of music, even if nobody else sings along!'. Let him go. Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Ask him how old he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Sit there in class staring at him. Do this all year and fail the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Push him in the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Wear a tutu to class. When he berates you tell him 'if you're really that jealous, you can try it on later.'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Charm a music box that playes "greensleves' into never stopping. Make it invisible and leave it in his quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. 'Are you cheating on me?'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Give him a Metallica T-Shirt for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Bake him a cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Encourage him to take up knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Attempt to carve your name into his arm.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Chant softly. 'Snape Snape Snape...' whenever he walks by. Continue until he is out of hearing range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Promise him a puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Leave a yo-yo in his quarters with a note that says 'Keep this with you always. It may save your life someday.'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Follow him around, frantically writing anything he ever says to anyone at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. When he looks like he's about to snap at someone shout 'Sic 'em Severus!'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Get a good run-up. Jump on his back and shout 'Piggy-Back! Piggy-Back'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Pretend to fall over anytime he is within 5 feet of you. Land on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. If he is more than 5 feet away from you, but still within striking distance, launch yourself at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Owl him (anonymously) random articles from a Muggle publication known as 'The Enquirer' Attach notes to them stating that he should 'study these carefully. They contain clues.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Should he receive the minutest injury, mother him excessively and drag him by the robes to Madam Pomfrey. (I'm talking paper-cuts and toe-stubbings here)&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Ask him about his childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Get the potions class to do a wave when he enters the room.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Ask him the particulars of his relationship with Lucius Malfoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. When he leans down to inspect your work - pull out a small length of yarn and dangle it in his face as you would a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Insist that the lunch you just had was 'Snape-a-licious!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Make a trail of Bertie Bott's every flavour beans from the Gryffindor Towers to his door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. At the end of each potions class, leave him a 'report card' detailing how you think he did that lesson. Comments like 'has potential' 'adequate' and 'moderately intimidating' are perfect.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Conjure up bright blue suspenders to appear over his robes in the middle of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Repeat every thing he says, just after he says it, in a loud whisper and follow each repeat with the words 'Ohhhh, interesting...VERY interesting.' Pretend to scribble things down rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Greet him for the first time each day with the warning 'You stay out of my dreams, you master of temptation, you.'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Attempt to harness 'Snape-power'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Lock him in a room with Professor Trelawney.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. On St. Patrick's day - Charm his robes and eyes green and his hair red. Conjure up a long, red beard and large, green top hat. Charm a cloud of four-leaf clovers to swarm around his head all day. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Get him a pet llama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Leave copies of these lists lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Alternatively, pin them up. Anonymously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. When he attempts to scare you in class, yawn, look bored and tell him you're 'Sorry, but the thrill is just gone.'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Completely ignore his existence. Do not pay him the smallest amount of attention whatsoever. Act as though you cannot see him. If he speaks, do not answer. If he is right in front of you, look straight through him. Constantly ask people (when he can hear you) where he has disappeared to.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Walk up to him every morning. Hit him repeatedly with a rolled up copy of 'The Daily Prophet'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Tell him he's got something on his face, when he clearly doesn't. Urge him to wipe it off. Insist that it is still there.&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. 'How's that rash healing up, Professor?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Tell him you know how to 'charm the wickedness out of him'&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Get a sack. Jump him. Keep him under your bed.&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="left" height="41" valign="top" width="789"&gt;                          &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a name="304"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;304 - 404&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Amanda: "OK, Only one                          ickle Die Hard reference in this one, and it's REALLY                          easy so I won't request that you guess it. And, well,                          one Alan Rickman reference that's a little obscure,                          so if you get it and you're NOT a Rickmaniac, I'll be                          SOOOO impressed with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1.      'Accio                          Snape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;2.      Anytime                          you see him, fall down and grovel at his feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3.      Be                          seen licking your fingers clean after Potions Class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4.      Do                          not do ANYTHING without his expressed, written permission.                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5.      Every                          lesson, look like you are diligently brewing your potion,                          when he comes to have a look, offer him a spoonful of                          the          Two-Minute-Noodles                          you've been preparing in your cauldron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6.      Never                          speak to him, only stare at him dumbly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;7.      Charm                          his hair into a Mohawk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;8.      Practise                          Quidditch in his private office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;9.      'Severus                          Snape! What WOULD your mother think?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;10.     When                          he leans down to inspect your work - grab him by the                          collar, pull his face close to  your own and                          say 'Hiya Snape!' happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;11.     Or                          kiss him. Whichever you like best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;12.     Ask                          him how Tommy is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;13.     Get                          a Muggle Dictaphone. Record everything he says. Be seen                          walking around, listening intently to the recordings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;14.     Alternatively,                          direct the 'Sonorus' charm at your dictaphone and broadcast                          your recordings through the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;15.     Walk                          up to his desk and pat him soothingly on the head every                          now and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;16.     Ask                          him if he would mind helping you with a project. Tell                          him you want to breed Professional-Racing-Snapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;17.     Spit                          when you speak the letter 'p'. Say '*P*rofessor Sna*p*e"                          an awful lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;18.     Preferably                          very close to his face, so it gets on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;19.     Alternatively,                          hiss on the letter 's'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;20.     Throw                          a Mad-Eye Moody at him at random quiet moments. 'CONSTANT                          VIGILANCE!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;21.     In                          fact, just throw Mad-Eye Moody at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;22.     Ask                          him suggestively just how 'private' his 'private' office                          is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;23.     Find                          a good charm for it, and give him a strong tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;24.     Have                          no qualms about approaching him and chatting freely                          about your daily life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;25.     Be                          heard reciting his 'first-years' speech loudly to other                          students '&lt;i&gt;I can teach you how to bewitch the mind                          and ensnare the           senses....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;26.     Always                          walk away from him with a threatening 'I'm watching                          you, Professor. I'm ALWAYS watching you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;27.     End                          each class with a wink and a 'See you tonight, Professor'                          Put sarcastic emphasis on the word 'Professor'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;28.     When                          answering questions in class, digress into unrelated                          tangents, like your aged uncle's holiday in Spain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;29.     Tell                          him, when he gets livid over some incident or other,                          'Take a time-out now, Sevvie, go face the wall.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;30.     When                          he begins to tell you off for something,(probably something                          you've read here) interrupt with a sympathetic                          'Awww,           Nightmares                          again last night, Severus?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;31.     In                          the middle of the night, sneak into his quarters, shake                          him awake and shine a torch in his face shouting                          'Pineapple! Have          you                          got any pineapple?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;32.     Blatently                          suck up to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;33.     Attempt,                          regularly, to singe his eyebrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;34.     Wonder                          aloud why your telepathic messages to him 'just don't                          seem to be getting through'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;35.     Throw                          peanuts at him during class. Shout '&lt;i&gt;5 points to me!&lt;/i&gt;'                          if you hit him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;36.     Introduce                          him to the concept of 'fanfiction'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;37.     Whisper                          to people and point at him, whenever he is likely to                          see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;38.     Jump                          out of your seat and yell &lt;i&gt;'Sir! Look what I can do!'&lt;/i&gt;                          Juggle ingredient vessels precariously. Smash as                          many as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;39.     Offer                          him trinkets and mementos of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;40.     Take                          his temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;41.     Ask                          him if he's got a girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;42.     '&lt;i&gt;There,                          there, Professor. You'll get your Order of Merlin someday,                          I'm sure.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;43.     Refuse                          to answer him in class until he '&lt;i&gt;talks to your agent'&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;44.     Leak                          information about torrid love-affairs to the press.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;45.     Shout                          &lt;i&gt;'Yippie-kai-ay....&lt;/i&gt;etc' at him at random moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;46.     Charm                          the carpet of his rooms to sprout small flowers in his                          wake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;47.     Tell                          him you're sure Draco Malfoy has a secret crush on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;48.     A                          rousing chorus of '&lt;i&gt;Blowin' In The Wind'&lt;/i&gt; should work                          wonders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;49.     Lick                          your lips hungrily throughout Potions Class. Stare at                          some of the more grotesque contents of his jars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;50.     Wither                          and faint should anyone mention his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;51.     Disappear                          for a few days once every month. He'll probably avoid                          you after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;52.     Beat                          him over the head with your Potions Textbook at the                          beginning and end of every lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;53.     Blow                          him kisses whenever you catch his eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;54.                               Take bets on the outcome of events surrounding him and                          his everyday life. Place betting charts and odds tables                          on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;          bulletin                          board around the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;55.     If                          he asks you a question, answer only with a serious '&lt;i&gt;Yes,                          We have no bananas&lt;/i&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;56.     Answer                          every question with another question. Preferably one                          completed unrelated to the topic at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;57.     Speak                          to him only in Parseltongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;58.     Recite                          '&lt;i&gt;The Owl &amp;amp; the Pussyca&lt;/i&gt;t' endlessly in his presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;59.     Bite                          him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;60.     Change                          the house-shield badge on your robes to a small picture                          of him. Tap it and smile at him when you see him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;61.     Make                          up a song about him. Begin with the line &lt;i&gt;'He's the Snape-meister...'&lt;/i&gt;                          and end with a shout of '&lt;i&gt;Go Severus Go&lt;/i&gt;!'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;62.     Jump                          up and sing it suddenly in class. Dance along with your                          singing. When finished return to your seat, act as though                          nothing           happened                          and forever deny the event's occurence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;63.     Empty,                          and dispose of, all the ingredients in the jars of his                          storeroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;64.     Re-fill                          each jar with butterbeer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;65.     If                          you are about pass him in the hallways, run around him                          in circles a few times and then continue on  your                          way. Calmly explain           that                          you were 'taking the scenic route.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;66.     This                          one's important - use any means necessary. Sneak into                          his rooms. Find his diary. Bring it back. And remember                          - fellow           WIKTTeers                          would thank you to remember what your mother taught                          you about sharing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;67.     Offer                          to replace his house-elf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;68.     When                          he leans down to inspect your work - Grab one of his                          hands and inspect his nails, stating '&lt;i&gt;They're filthy, Snape!                          Not to           mention                          you've been biting them...&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;69.     Grovel                          pathetically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;70.     Suggest                          he run for Muggle parliament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;71.     During                          a quiet moment in potions, leap onto your desk, point                          at him and shout '&lt;i&gt;Where were you on the night of                          February the           21st,                          1946&lt;/i&gt;?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;72.     Fall                          asleep in Potions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;73.     If                          somebody wakes you, mutter as if coming out of a dream                          "&lt;i&gt;Severus, dear, come back to bed.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;74.     Make                          him 'breakfast in bed'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;75.     At                          around midday, drag him back to his rooms and make him                          'lunch in bed'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;76.     Develop                          a slow and incessant stutter when you speak to him,                          and only him. &lt;i&gt;'Y-y-yes, p-p-Professor S-S-S-Snape,                          S-Sir!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;77.     Charm                          his hair into an afro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;78.     One                          word: Bagpipes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;79.     'I've                          got my eye on you, Snape, if that IS your REAL name...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;80.     Keep                          a water-pistol handy. Use it whenever the time seems                          right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;81.     '&lt;i&gt;P&lt;/i&gt;i&lt;i&gt;ty                          about that Dark Arts job, a real pity....'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;82.     Sneak                          into his rooms and remove all his clothing, replacing                          them with a series of pin-striped business suits, all                          several sizes            too                          small or large.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;83.     Owl                          him your results from those awful tests in really girlie                          magazines. Regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;84.     Run                          up behind him and jam a beanie onto his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;85.     Sing                          that awful '&lt;i&gt;song that never ends&lt;/i&gt;' in an incredibly high                          pitched voice during class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;86.     When                          he leans down to inspect your work - peck him once on                          each cheek. Look apologetic and tell him you 'slipped'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;87.     Ask                          him just what he did in the sixties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;88.     Smell                          him. Act like it gets you high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;89.     Ask                          him if he wants to see your collection of newspaper                          articles detailing Harry Potter's life from the day                          he slipped through          Voldemort's                          fingers to the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;90.     Walk                          around on stilts, trying to match his height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;91.     Tickle                          him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;92.     Hide                          in his office and giggle until he finds you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;93.     Upon                          the announcement of one of the many detentions you are                          bound to receive, whip out a diary and attempt to schedule                          a           time                          &lt;i&gt;'Well, I'm all booked out Tuesday, um....Thursday, is                          Thursday good for you?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;94.     Insist                          on reading him his horoscope every morning at breakfast.                          Loudly, so everyone in the Great Hall can hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;95.     Tell                          him he&lt;i&gt; 'could do with a good scrubbing down&lt;/i&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;96.     Have                          Hagrid lend you some 'interesting critters' to leave                          in his rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;97.     Ask                          him if you can 'borrow' him. Promise it's 'just for                          a short while.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;98.     'Snapey-wanna-cracker?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;99.     Mime                          anything you ever need to say to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;100.    Knock                          him over. Sit on him. Have your photo taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;101.    'Sir,                          can my house have like, a thousand points if I promise                          to leave you alone?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whysnape.tripod.com/arrows.jpg" border="0" height="23" width="27" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3422764717860482511?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3422764717860482511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3422764717860482511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3422764717860482511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3422764717860482511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/many-ways-to-annoy-severus-snape.html' title='Many Ways to Annoy Severus Snape (Requested)'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-7252846727423471706</id><published>2008-12-20T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:22:00.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 things to do in an elevator</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Make race car noises when anyone gets on or off.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Blow your nose and offer to show the contents of your kleenex  to other passengers.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering:  &lt;em&gt; Shut up, all of you just shut &lt;strong&gt;UP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Whistle the first seven notes of &lt;em&gt; It's a Small World&lt;/em&gt; incessantly.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sell Girl Scout cookies.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; On a long ride, sway side to side at the natural frequency of  the elevator.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Shave.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside  ask: &lt;em&gt; Got enough air in there?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear  yours upside-down.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall,  without getting off.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the  doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lean over to another passenger and whisper: &lt;em&gt; Noogie patrol  coming!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake  and ask them to call you Admiral.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Censored by your son.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it  stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the  shaft go &lt;em&gt; plink&lt;/em&gt; at the bottom.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Do Tai Chi exercises.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then  announce: &lt;em&gt; I've got new socks on!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back:  &lt;em&gt; Oh, not now, motion sickness!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Give religious tracts to each passenger.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Meow occassionally.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Frown and mutter &lt;em&gt; gotta go, gotta go&lt;/em&gt; then sigh and say &lt;em&gt; oops!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Show other passengers a wound and ask if it looks infected.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sing &lt;em&gt; Mary had a little lamb&lt;/em&gt; while continually pushing buttons.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Holler &lt;em&gt; Chutes away!&lt;/em&gt; whenever the elevator descends.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Walk on with a cooler that says &lt;em&gt; human head&lt;/em&gt; on the side.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce &lt;em&gt; You're one  of &lt;strong&gt;THEM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and move to the far corner of the elevator.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Burp, and then say &lt;em&gt; mmmm...tasty!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Leave a box between the doors.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ask each passenger getting on if you can push the button for  them.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Wear a puppet on your hand and talk to other passengers &lt;em&gt; through&lt;/em&gt; it.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Start a sing-along.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When the elevator is silent, look around and ask &lt;em&gt; is that your  beeper?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Play the harmonica.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Shadow box.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Say &lt;em&gt; Ding!&lt;/em&gt; at each floor.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lean against the button panel.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Say &lt;em&gt; I wonder what all these do&lt;/em&gt; and push the red buttons.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the  other passengers that this is your &lt;em&gt; personal space.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bring a chair along.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Take a bite of a sandwich and ask another passenger: &lt;em&gt; Wanna see  wha in muh mouf?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Blow spit bubbles.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pull your gum out of your mouth in long strings.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Announce in a demonic voice: &lt;em&gt; I must find a more suitable host body.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Carry a blanket and clutch it protectively.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Wear &lt;em&gt; X-Ray Specs&lt;/em&gt; and leer suggestively at other passengers.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Stare at your thumb and say &lt;em&gt; I think it's getting larger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quote odd things from movies such as "In my world everybody's a pony, we eat rainbows and poop butterflies." [Horton Hears a Who]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Yeah I have this list of irritating things to do on my mind right now. LOL :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-7252846727423471706?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7252846727423471706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=7252846727423471706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7252846727423471706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7252846727423471706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/50-things-to-do-in-elevator.html' title='50 things to do in an elevator'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2854125389084589887</id><published>2008-12-20T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:14:23.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SU1D7BRgFaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/gIrJNaUouxU/s1600-h/Mick_5948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SU1D7BRgFaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/gIrJNaUouxU/s320/Mick_5948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281952619208644002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my totally awesome skate dress I wore for the Christmas Show!!!! This is my solo costume. Maybe later I'll post my group number costume (please don't scream if you see it XD ). Comment on what you think of it!! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2854125389084589887?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2854125389084589887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2854125389084589887' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2854125389084589887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2854125389084589887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-guys.html' title='Hey guys!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SU1D7BRgFaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/gIrJNaUouxU/s72-c/Mick_5948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-7029466691619994791</id><published>2008-12-19T10:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:14:54.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Ways To Irritate Your Parents!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;THIS IS 40 WAYS TO ANNOY YOUR PARENTS!! :&lt;br /&gt;1.follow them around the house everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Moo when they say your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pretend to have amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Say everything backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Run into walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Say that wearing clothes is against your religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Go into their room at 4 in the morning and say Good Morning Sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Snort loudly when you laugh and then laugh harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Say all of the words in a film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Pluck someone\\\'s hair out and yell DNA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Wear a sticker that says I\\\'m a retard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Talk to a pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have 20 imaginary friends that you talk to ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Try and climb the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. In public yell NO MUM I WILL NOT clip ur toenails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Put pegs on your nose and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Switch the light button on and off for awhile. Then say Oh...I get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Eat your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hold their hand and whisper to them I see dead people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When you shower or bath yell I\\\'m drowning!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. At everything they say yell LIAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Pretend to be a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Try to swim in the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Tap on their door all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. When they say a word from a song you know...burst into that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Look through magazines and shout loudly BRITTANY IS MARRIED TO A CAVE MAN! and other random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Take all of the toilet paper from the bathroom and try to sell it to ur parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Pass out bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Ask how much is 1 hersheys kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Skip down the aisles singing i\\\'ve been working on the railroad......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hand out missing person fliers of yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Say thats hot! after EVERY thing you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Camp out in the frozen food section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Ask someone where the cereal is when you\\\'re standing right next to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Give random old people your number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Go around asking people if their mother knows what they\\\'re doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Go up to someone and tell them their face is funny and run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Yell mango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Stand in front of a store, not lettin anyone in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.Call yourself nicknames like tree and dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-7029466691619994791?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7029466691619994791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=7029466691619994791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7029466691619994791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7029466691619994791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/40-ways-to-irritate-your-parents-d.html' title='40 Ways To Irritate Your Parents!! :D'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2993882297773891071</id><published>2008-12-19T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:10:33.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You Live in 2008 When..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;YOU KNOW YOUR IN 2008 WHEN: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-u type: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--with acronyms[lol, lmfao, btw, pc4pc, ily, etc.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--all stupid where eVeRy oThEr LeTtEr Is CaPiTaLiZeD lIkE tHiS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--u dont spell everything out[u, cuz, b4, 2(as to/too)ur wat/wut sum(as some) etc.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-5th graders are trippng out cause they dont have a phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-people say things like OMG instead of oh my gosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-people say things like "that was steamy", "sick with it", "fetch" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you start tripping out over how old you are cause some of the best songs came out when you were 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you are plugged into your iPod and texting 24/7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you go to a middle school dance and every one is freaking and calling it dancing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-your always logged on to myspace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-your on the computer at 12:35 am and hoping you mom wont catch you [guilty lol] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you have a phone that has a touch screen and/or qwerty keyboard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you think about how much you want to go back to elementary school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-no one says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--sike &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--talk to the hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--not at the end of everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--why dont you marry it lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you are criticized for liking the jonas brothers, miley cyrus, or any other disney or nickelodeon person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-every pic you take is uploaded online somewhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you feel like the world will come to an end if you dont go online everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you laugh when teachers tell you to turn your phone off during school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-everyone in class is listening to an iPod &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-adults say or do something they think is cool and kids just look at them like what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-or kids say something and adults have no clue what they mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-the most exercise you get if walking from class to class, PE, and walking around your house in search of food &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you constantly have to use spell check to make sure everything is spelled right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you see commercials about stupid things you dont really need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;--example there was one about a blanket that you can wear, like put your arms in and everything...you dont need that if your really that cold then put on a  jacket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  I mean its not rocket science guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you dont keep in touch with someone cause they dont have text or a myspace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you rather watch the movie rather than read the book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-most songs repeat the same things over and over amd have almost no meaning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-your 15 and get criticized for watching cartoons, and "kids" shows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-when you miss the old nick and disney channel shows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you say or do anything that has to do with the 80's or 90's and your 11 year old sister looks at you like your on something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-people are saying that all new disney channel and nick shows are whack, and compare them to another shows/movies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-you look at these things and laugh, and nod your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I found this on the internet and I thought it was funny. :3 Most of this stuff is true!! I am listening to my ipod and txting right now! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2993882297773891071?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2993882297773891071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2993882297773891071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2993882297773891071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2993882297773891071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-you-live-in-2008-when.html' title='You Know You Live in 2008 When..'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-8572550758372642911</id><published>2008-12-16T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:41:53.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th POST!!! :D</title><content type='html'>The avarice never ends! "I want golf clubs. I want diamonds. I want a pony so I can ride it twice, get bored and sell it to make glue." Look, I don't wanna make waves, but this *whole* Christmas season is STUPID STUPID STUPID!! (Taken from The Grinch that Stole Christmas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my world everyone is a pony, and they all eat rainbows, and poop butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;(Taken from Horton Hears a Who)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0736622/"&gt;Morton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Horton, the kangaroo has sent Vlad! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000120/"&gt;Horton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Vlad? Vlad, Vlad... I know two Vlads. There's the bad Vlad... And then there's bunny Vlad, the one that makes cookies! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0736622/"&gt;Morton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: ...Yeah, Horton, she's sending you a bunny with cookies. I think it's safe to say it's the bad Vlad. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000120/"&gt;Horton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah, good call.&lt;br /&gt;(Taken from Horton Hears a Who)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="dnn_ctr787_MainView_ViewEntry_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 1st day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 2nd day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of skinny jean, and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 3rd day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers, 2 pairs of skinny jean,&lt;br /&gt;and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 4th day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of the latest teenage magazine, 3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers,&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of skinny jean, and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 5th day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Purity Rings, 4 of the latest teenage magazine, 3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers,&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of skinny jean, and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 6th day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Burnin' Up Concert Tee's, 5 Purity Rings, 4 of the latest teenage magazine,&lt;br /&gt;3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers, 2 pairs of skinny jean,&lt;br /&gt;and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 7th day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 hours of JB on TV,6 Burnin' Up Concert Tee's, 5 Purity Rings,&lt;br /&gt;4 of the latest teenage magazine,3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers,&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of skinny jean, and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 8th day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Rockin' Guitars, 7 hours of JB on TV,6 Burnin' Up Concert Tee's,&lt;br /&gt;5 Purity Rings, 4 of the latest teenage magazine,3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers,&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of skinny jean, and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 9th day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 colorful Ray Ban Sunglasses, 8 Rockin' Guitars, 7 hours of JB on TV,&lt;br /&gt;6 Burnin' Up Concert Tee's,5 Purity Rings, 4 of the latest teenage magazine,&lt;br /&gt;3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers, 2 pairs of skinny jean,&lt;br /&gt;and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 10th day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Reasons Why I wish I would have made this the 3 days of Jonas Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;9 colorful Ray Ban Sunglasses, 8 Rockin' Guitars, 7 hours of JB on TV,&lt;br /&gt;6 Burnin' Up Concert Tee's,5 Purity Rings, 4 of the latest teenage magazine,&lt;br /&gt;3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers, 2 pairs of skinny jean,&lt;br /&gt;and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 11th day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 New Posters of JB,&lt;br /&gt;10 Reasons Why I wish I would have made this the 3 days of Jonas Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;9 colorful Ray Ban Sunglasses, 8 Rockin' Guitars, 7 hours of JB on TV,&lt;br /&gt;6 Burnin' Up Concert Tee's,5 Purity Rings, 4 of the latest teenage magazine,&lt;br /&gt;3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers, 2 pairs of skinny jean,&lt;br /&gt;and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 12th day of my Jonas Christmas this is what I gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 12 month Camp Rock Calendar, 11 New Posters of JB,&lt;br /&gt;10 Reasons Why I wish I would have made this the 3 days of Jonas Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;9 colorful Ray Ban Sunglasses, 8 Rockin' Guitars, 7 hours of JB on TV,&lt;br /&gt;6 Burnin' Up Concert Tee's,5 Purity Rings, 4 of the latest teenage magazine,&lt;br /&gt;3 AMAZING Jonas Brothers, 2 pairs of skinny jean,&lt;br /&gt;and a Candid picture from the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this on jonasbrothersfan.com :]. I thought it was awesome so I posted on here for my awesome 100 post!! I'll add more brain numbing stuff later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-8572550758372642911?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8572550758372642911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=8572550758372642911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8572550758372642911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8572550758372642911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/100th-post-d.html' title='100th POST!!! :D'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1802387599719049631</id><published>2008-12-09T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:04:01.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jo Bro not as themselves... 0_o</title><content type='html'>Okay here is pics of Nick with straight hair (he looks awful), Joe with glasses and naturally curly hair (he looks hawt), and Kevin with straight hair and curly hair. Post on what ya'll think!! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cw09aybRIcI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cw09aybRIcI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1802387599719049631?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1802387599719049631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1802387599719049631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1802387599719049631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1802387599719049631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/jo-bro-not-as-themselves-0o.html' title='The Jo Bro not as themselves... 0_o'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-5305039045483728707</id><published>2008-12-05T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:54:55.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/STlqyAEaLII/AAAAAAAAAaI/UZysl4P-_LE/s1600-h/joe+jonas+avatar+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/STlqyAEaLII/AAAAAAAAAaI/UZysl4P-_LE/s320/joe+jonas+avatar+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276365845685742722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry that I haven't updated lately. Nothing that interesting has been happening lately. :| Well tomorrow I'm going to the retirement home and giving away ornaments. Sunday, my church is having the church wide Hayride and stuff (last year they did this and it was tons of fun). After all these Christmasy parties the REAL fun begins. On Monday morning really early I have rehearsal for the christmas show. On Tuesday I have the first dress rehearsal. I'm not quite sure about Wednesday. Well on Thursday I have another dress rehearsal and cast party. Then most likely (i believe) that there is a rehearsal that next Friday morning. EARLY. Then finally on Saturday SHOW TIME!! :D After that I get sorta a break. BUT then the next Saturday I'm doing a small Christmas ice show at a different rink. Oh on the friday before THAT Christmas show there's the Youth Christmas party and we are going to play BUNKO!! :] Yeah and then on the Tuesday before that its Tim's (my little brother) birthday. Dude, I just got breathless just typing (and THINKING) about it. XD Also I'm sick with a weird cold/cough thing... Its been coming on and off for awhile. OH well. I'll post again maybe in a month.. or two :] JUST KIDDING! :D LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikaela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-5305039045483728707?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5305039045483728707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=5305039045483728707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5305039045483728707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5305039045483728707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update!!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/STlqyAEaLII/AAAAAAAAAaI/UZysl4P-_LE/s72-c/joe+jonas+avatar+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-5399809870846183962</id><published>2008-11-26T17:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:01:50.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonas Brothers Jimmy Kimmel Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;This is really funny! Do watch! :D&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Os7bEJHFEVw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Os7bEJHFEVw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-5399809870846183962?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5399809870846183962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=5399809870846183962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5399809870846183962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5399809870846183962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/jonas-brothers-jimmy-kimmel-interview.html' title='Jonas Brothers Jimmy Kimmel Interview'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2800775892886184560</id><published>2008-11-24T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:58:34.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMA 2008 Mega Post PIcs+ Flix :]</title><content type='html'>As you all know last night was the 2008 American Music Awards (AMA). It was a big hit! :D There were TONS of performances, lots of awards given out and Joe Jonas. :] Here are the list of the performers and what they sang:&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christina_Aguilera" title="Christina Aguilera"&gt;Christina Aguilera&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beautiful_%28Christina_Aguilera_song%29" title="Beautiful (Christina Aguilera song)"&gt;Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keeps_Gettin%27_Better" title="Keeps Gettin' Better"&gt;Keeps Gettin' Better&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genie_in_a_Bottle" title="Genie in a Bottle"&gt;Genie in a Bottle&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dirrty" title="Dirrty"&gt;Dirrty&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ain%27t_No_Other_Man" title="Ain't No Other Man"&gt;Ain't No Other Man&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fighter_%28song%29" title="Fighter (song)"&gt;Fighter&lt;/a&gt;" Medley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I am not posting a pic or video of the performance because most of the time her outfit wasn't particularly modest. :]&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Kids_on_the_Block" title="New Kids on the Block"&gt;New Kids on the Block&lt;/a&gt;- "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Single_%28New_Kids_on_the_Block_and_Ne-Yo_song%29" title="Single (New Kids on the Block and Ne-Yo song)"&gt;Single&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/You_Got_It_%28The_Right_Stuff%29" title="You Got It (The Right Stuff)"&gt;You Got It (The Right Stuff)&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Please_Don%27t_Go_Girl" title="Please Don't Go Girl"&gt;Please Don't Go Girl&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I%27ll_Be_Loving_You_%28Forever%29" title="I'll Be Loving You (Forever)"&gt;I'll Be Loving You (Forever)&lt;/a&gt;"/"Dirty Dancing" Medley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;They were pretty boring and OLD. So I'm not going to put a video or pic of them on here either.&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/P%21nk" title="P!nk" class="mw-redirect"&gt;P!nk&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sober_%28Pink_song%29" title="Sober (Pink song)"&gt;Sober&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sorry I couldn't find a good video of her performance, but lemme tell ya it was pretty good. Her vocals were AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-cP4dYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bqsmpDPWy0k/s1600-h/PINK+AMA+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-cP4dYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bqsmpDPWy0k/s320/PINK+AMA+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272295667362461058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taylor_Swift" title="Taylor Swift"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/a&gt; - "White Horse"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;She did a good performance and she started sorta tearing up crying.. Weird... that song isn't that sad/sappy.&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-PeYboI/AAAAAAAAAWg/AuYHYeLWJkw/s1600-h/AMA+performing+Taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-PeYboI/AAAAAAAAAWg/AuYHYeLWJkw/s320/AMA+performing+Taylor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272295663933615746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3q0XFHOmDRU&amp;amp;hl=en&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/3q0XFHOmDRU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ne-Yo" title="Ne-Yo"&gt;Ne-Yo&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miss_Independent_%28Ne-Yo_song%29" title="Miss Independent (Ne-Yo song)"&gt;Miss Independent&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Closer_%28Ne-Yo_song%29" title="Closer (Ne-Yo song)"&gt;Closer&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;He was boring so no Pics or videos. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leona_Lewis" title="Leona Lewis"&gt;Leona Lewis&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Better_In_Time" title="Better In Time"&gt;Better In Time&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I absolutely hate this song with such a passion I'm not going to put a video OR picture of her doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miley_Cyrus" title="Miley Cyrus"&gt;Miley Cyrus&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fly_on_the_Wall_%28Miley_Cyrus_song%29" title="Fly on the Wall (Miley Cyrus song)"&gt;Fly on the Wall&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Here are some pictures, the performance is on the previous post. :]&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-OyjfUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AugWM5Ctj_A/s1600-h/miley-cyrus_com-amaperformance-0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-OyjfUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AugWM5Ctj_A/s320/miley-cyrus_com-amaperformance-0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272295663749791042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coldplay" title="Coldplay"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lovers_in_Japan" title="Lovers in Japan"&gt;Lovers in Japan&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Their performance was neato, but I'm not going to put up a video or pic, you can look it up your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariah_Carey" title="Mariah Carey"&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Stay_in_Love" title="I Stay in Love"&gt;I Stay in Love&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;She is so old and boring and not awesome at all so no pics or flix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Fray" title="The Fray"&gt;The Fray&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/You_Found_Me_%28The_Fray_song%29" title="You Found Me (The Fray song)"&gt;You Found Me&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;They had awful vocals last night so I won't make you endure listening to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beyonce_Knowles" title="Beyonce Knowles" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Beyonce Knowles&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Single_Ladies_%28Put_a_Ring_on_It%29" title="Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)"&gt;Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I don't know where to start on her... lets just say the performance was AWFUL. It looked un rehearsed. But the beginning was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonas_Brothers" title="Jonas Brothers"&gt;Jonas Brothers&lt;/a&gt; - "Tonight"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;They were totally AWESOME :D There were none of Kevin. :[ Poor Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr3HTxcv6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/fpgAd_xny9g/s1600-h/JOE+JONAS+AMA+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr3HTxcv6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/fpgAd_xny9g/s320/JOE+JONAS+AMA+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298018729410466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr3HPHqESI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/HV7fuCGq-B8/s1600-h/JOE+JONAS+AMA+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr3HPHqESI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/HV7fuCGq-B8/s320/JOE+JONAS+AMA+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298017480380706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr3HC8K-HI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WEF7zn35yEQ/s1600-h/Nick+Jonas+AMA+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr3HC8K-HI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WEF7zn35yEQ/s320/Nick+Jonas+AMA+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298014210979954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xgGXDnqwICM&amp;amp;hl=en&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/xgGXDnqwICM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Pussycat_Dolls" title="The Pussycat Dolls" class="mw-redirect"&gt;The Pussycat Dolls&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Hate_This_Part" title="I Hate This Part"&gt;I Hate This Part&lt;/a&gt;/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/When_I_Grow_Up_%28Pussycat_Dolls_song%29" title="When I Grow Up (Pussycat Dolls song)"&gt;When I Grow Up&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The song second song is catchy but the reason for no pics or videos is because of their outfits. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annie_Lennox" title="Annie Lennox"&gt;Annie Lennox&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Why_%28Annie_Lennox_song%29" title="Why (Annie Lennox song)"&gt;Why&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This song is getting old. :| She keeps performing it on these different TV Shows.&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Natasha_Bedingfield" title="Natasha Bedingfield"&gt;Natasha Bedingfield&lt;/a&gt;- "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soulmate_%28song%29" title="Soulmate (song)"&gt;Soulmate&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unwritten_%28song%29" title="Unwritten (song)"&gt;Unwritten&lt;/a&gt;"/"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pocketful_of_Sunshine_%28song%29" title="Pocketful of Sunshine (song)"&gt;Pocketful of Sunshine&lt;/a&gt;" Medley&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-T20PHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ep4attoBY7Y/s1600-h/Natasha+Beingfield+AMA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-T20PHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ep4attoBY7Y/s320/Natasha+Beingfield+AMA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272295665109843058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rihanna" title="Rihanna"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rehab_%28Rihanna_song%29" title="Rehab (Rihanna song)"&gt;Rehab&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I love the eye patch. Sorry this was the best pic I could find of the eye patch. I want one!! :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-dq3w4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/pviypE0YdOs/s1600-h/rihanna+AMA+performance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-dq3w4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/pviypE0YdOs/s320/rihanna+AMA+performance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272295667744097154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kanye_West" title="Kanye West"&gt;Kanye West&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heartless_%28Kanye_West_song%29" title="Heartless (Kanye West song)"&gt;Heartless&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;His performance was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarah_McLachlan" title="Sarah McLachlan"&gt;Sarah McLachlan&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/P%21nk" title="P!nk" class="mw-redirect"&gt;P!nk&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angel_%28Sarah_McLachlan_song%29" title="Angel (Sarah McLachlan song)"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm so sick and tired of this song.. it on that commercial with Sarah McLachlan talking about we need to save the animals.. it the one with the one eyed kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alicia_Keys" title="Alicia Keys"&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/a&gt; feat. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_Latifah" title="Queen Latifah"&gt;Queen Latifah&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kathleen_Battle" title="Kathleen Battle"&gt;Kathleen Battle&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Superwoman_%28Alicia_Keys_song%29" title="Superwoman (Alicia Keys song)"&gt;Superwoman&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr2bK3GZGI/AAAAAAAAAXI/alV0zFWvjF8/s1600-h/Alicia+the+queen+and+opera+AMA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr2bK3GZGI/AAAAAAAAAXI/alV0zFWvjF8/s320/Alicia+the+queen+and+opera+AMA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272297260422947938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This was an excellent way to end the awards show. :]&lt;br /&gt;That was actual performance stuff.&lt;br /&gt;WINNERS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Winners are in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Pop.2FRock" id="Pop.2FRock"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Pop/Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Male Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Brown_%28entertainer%29" title="Chris Brown (entertainer)"&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kid_Rock" title="Kid Rock"&gt;Kid Rock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Usher" title="Usher"&gt;Usher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Female Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariah_Carey" title="Mariah Carey"&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rihanna" title="Rihanna"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alicia_Keys" title="Alicia Keys"&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Band/Duo/Group:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coldplay" title="Coldplay"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eagles" title="Eagles"&gt;Eagles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daughtry" title="Daughtry"&gt;Daughtry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viva_la_Vida_or_Death_and_All_His_Friends" title="Viva la Vida or Death and All His Friends"&gt;Viva la Vida or Death and All His Friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coldplay" title="Coldplay"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Long_Road_out_of_Eden" title="Long Road out of Eden"&gt;Long Road out of Eden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eagles" title="Eagles"&gt;Eagles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/As_I_Am" title="As I Am"&gt;As I Am&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alicia_Keys" title="Alicia Keys"&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Country_Music" id="Country_Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Country Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Male Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Garth_Brooks" title="Garth Brooks"&gt;Garth Brooks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenny_Chesney" title="Kenny Chesney"&gt;Kenny Chesney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brad_Paisley" title="Brad Paisley"&gt;Brad Paisley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Female Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carrie_Underwood" title="Carrie Underwood"&gt;Carrie Underwood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reba_McEntire" title="Reba McEntire"&gt;Reba McEntire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taylor_Swift" title="Taylor Swift"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Band/Duo/Group:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brooks_%26_Dunn" title="Brooks &amp;amp; Dunn"&gt;Brooks &amp;amp; Dunn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rascal_Flatts" title="Rascal Flatts"&gt;Rascal Flatts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sugarland" title="Sugarland"&gt;Sugarland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ultimate_Hits" title="The Ultimate Hits"&gt;The Ultimate Hits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Garth_Brooks" title="Garth Brooks"&gt;Garth Brooks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Still_Feels_Good" title="Still Feels Good"&gt;Still Feels Good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rascal_Flatts" title="Rascal Flatts"&gt;Rascal Flatts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carnival_Ride" title="Carnival Ride"&gt;Carnival Ride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carrie_Underwood" title="Carrie Underwood"&gt;Carrie Underwood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Rap.2FHip-Hop_Music" id="Rap.2FHip-Hop_Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Rap/Hip-Hop Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Male Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flo_Rida" title="Flo Rida"&gt;Flo Rida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kanye_West" title="Kanye West"&gt;Kanye West&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lil_Wayne" title="Lil Wayne"&gt;Lil Wayne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Band/Duo/Group:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/G-Unit" title="G-Unit"&gt;G-Unit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Three_6_Mafia" title="Three 6 Mafia"&gt;Three 6 Mafia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wu-Tang_Clan" title="Wu-Tang Clan"&gt;Wu-Tang Clan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Gangster" title="American Gangster"&gt;American Gangster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jay-Z" title="Jay-Z"&gt;Jay-Z&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tha_Carter_III" title="Tha Carter III"&gt;Tha Carter III&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lil_Wayne" title="Lil Wayne"&gt;Lil Wayne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Graduation" title="Graduation"&gt;Graduation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kanye_West" title="Kanye West"&gt;Kanye West&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Soul.2FRhythm_.26_Blues_Music" id="Soul.2FRhythm_.26_Blues_Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Soul/Rhythm &amp;amp; Blues Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Male Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Brown_%28entertainer%29" title="Chris Brown (entertainer)"&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J_Holiday" title="J Holiday" class="mw-redirect"&gt;J Holiday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Usher" title="Usher"&gt;Usher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Female Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_J._Blige" title="Mary J. Blige"&gt;Mary J. Blige&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rihanna" title="Rihanna"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alicia_Keys" title="Alicia Keys"&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Growing_Pains" title="Growing Pains"&gt;Growing Pains&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_J._Blige" title="Mary J. Blige"&gt;Mary J. Blige&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/E%3DMC%C2%B2_%28Mariah_Carey_album%29" title="E=MC² (Mariah Carey album)"&gt;E=MC²&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariah_Carey" title="Mariah Carey"&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/As_I_Am" title="As I Am"&gt;As I Am&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alicia_Keys" title="Alicia Keys"&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Soundtracks" id="Soundtracks"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Soundtracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alvin_and_the_Chipmunks" title="Alvin and the Chipmunks"&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juno_%28soundtrack%29" title="Juno (soundtrack)"&gt;Juno&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mamma_Mia%21" title="Mamma Mia!"&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Alternative_Rock_Music" id="Alternative_Rock_Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Alternative Rock Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coldplay" title="Coldplay"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foo_Fighters" title="Foo Fighters"&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Linkin_Park" title="Linkin Park"&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Adult_Contemporary_Music" id="Adult_Contemporary_Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Adult Contemporary Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daughtry" title="Daughtry"&gt;Daughtry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eagles" title="Eagles"&gt;Eagles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jordin_Sparks" title="Jordin Sparks"&gt;Jordin Sparks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Latin_Music" id="Latin_Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=American_Music_Awards_of_2008&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;section=11" title="Edit section: Latin Music"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Latin Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enrique_Iglesias" title="Enrique Iglesias"&gt;Enrique Iglesias&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juanes" title="Juanes"&gt;Juanes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wisin_%26_Yandel" title="Wisin &amp;amp; Yandel"&gt;Wisin &amp;amp; Yandel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Contemporary_Inspirational" id="Contemporary_Inspirational"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Contemporary Inspirational&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Artist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casting_Crowns" title="Casting Crowns"&gt;Casting Crowns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MercyMe" title="MercyMe"&gt;MercyMe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Third_Day" title="Third Day"&gt;Third Day&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="T-Mobile_Breakthrough_Artist" id="T-Mobile_Breakthrough_Artist"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;T-Mobile Breakthrough Artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colbie_Caillat" title="Colbie Caillat"&gt;Colbie Caillat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flo_Rida" title="Flo Rida"&gt;Flo Rida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonas_Brothers" title="Jonas Brothers"&gt;Jonas Brothers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paramore" title="Paramore"&gt;Paramore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The-Dream" title="The-Dream"&gt;The-Dream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Honorary_Award" id="Honorary_Award"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Honorary Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MADONNA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Award_of_Merit" id="Award_of_Merit"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Award of Merit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annie_Lennox" title="Annie Lennox"&gt;Annie Lennox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Artist_of_the_Year" id="Artist_of_the_Year"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Artist of the Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lil_Wayne" title="Lil Wayne"&gt;Lil Wayne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Brown_%28entertainer%29" title="Chris Brown (entertainer)"&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alicia_Keys" title="Alicia Keys"&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coldplay" title="Coldplay"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eagles" title="Eagles"&gt;Eagles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The next post (the one above me) is pics of the red carpet and backstage stuff. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2800775892886184560?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2800775892886184560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2800775892886184560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2800775892886184560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2800775892886184560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/ama-2008-mega-post-pics-flix.html' title='AMA 2008 Mega Post PIcs+ Flix :]'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SSr0-cP4dYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bqsmpDPWy0k/s72-c/PINK+AMA+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-9001780667798874182</id><published>2008-11-23T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:53:44.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miley Rockin' at the AMA's!!! + it's her Sweet 16!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;Yeah, so here's a video of Miley performing "Fly on the Wall" at the American Music Awards. Of  which I thought she did an excellent job with! I actully enjoyed it and can't wait until the music video comes out . Because what she did tonight  (like the costumes) are going to be very similar to what the music video is going to be like. So basically I had a sneak peak tonight. BTW on  my &lt;a href="http://disneyrigamarole.blogspot.com"&gt;Disney Blog  I have stills from her Music Video that should be coming out later this month or in December! :D Also you guys need to check out her newest song: Hovering (from her Platinum Album: breakout) which is featuring her adopted step brother Trace Cyrus from Metro Station!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JVUC_viIJTs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JVUC_viIJTs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-9001780667798874182?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/9001780667798874182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=9001780667798874182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/9001780667798874182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/9001780667798874182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/miley-rockin-at-amas-its-her-sweet-16.html' title='Miley Rockin&apos; at the AMA&apos;s!!! + it&apos;s her Sweet 16!!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-862772807280114425</id><published>2008-11-23T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:20:36.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harper Knows.. 0_o</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBcURKJpzFk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBcURKJpzFk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tK5rtEEr3J4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tK5rtEEr3J4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fqb-2ws4ukw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fqb-2ws4ukw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about the fact that the videos have 'XoJonasBrosRock0X" across the Video. But I wanted to put it on here for two reasons: 1rst.I wanted to let ya'll watch it, 2nd of all I wanted to watch it. :] t33 h33 I missed it because I watched the American Music Awards. The Jonas Brothers did awesome, Miley gave a rockin performance, and Paris Hilton messed up her one line (airhead). Well thats all for now! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-862772807280114425?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/862772807280114425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=862772807280114425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/862772807280114425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/862772807280114425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/harper-knows-0o.html' title='Harper Knows.. 0_o'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3562989569581021987</id><published>2008-11-11T14:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:16:28.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/icev2eNV66w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/icev2eNV66w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3562989569581021987?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3562989569581021987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3562989569581021987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3562989569581021987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3562989569581021987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/fan-mail.html' title='Fan Mail'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1317821545514273350</id><published>2008-11-10T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:56:34.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SRhnG8YQ6SI/AAAAAAAAAUg/lwWL8cymhsE/s1600-h/DL+vest+pics2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SRhnG8YQ6SI/AAAAAAAAAUg/lwWL8cymhsE/s320/DL+vest+pics2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267073133194570018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SRhnGzm5UgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wrDf8IvrGNs/s1600-h/DL+VEST+PIcs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SRhnGzm5UgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wrDf8IvrGNs/s320/DL+VEST+PIcs1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267073130840019458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys I was just doing a quick post on this picture. I just put it on here because my mom is making me a vest out of black pleather (stretch) and this is sorta whats going to look like. :] This first pic is of Demi Lovato at some weird event that talks about how kids need to play outside more (thats why she is carrying a giant tennis ball). The other pic is also of Demi Lovato except this shot is for her album "Don't Forget" photo shoot. If you look through a lot of her photo shoots you will notice that a lot of the clothes she wears are actually HERS. Like she wears them everyday or to events. Theres this bowler type hat she wears all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Well later,&lt;br /&gt;Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;P.S. there is some other person who wears this vest. I'll post this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SRh1uQegHwI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0svxidQlv8c/s1600-h/Blake+Lively+Cosmopolitan+Vest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SRh1uQegHwI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0svxidQlv8c/s320/Blake+Lively+Cosmopolitan+Vest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267089201767128834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit: I found the other pic of the vest it is being worn by Blake Lively. BTW the vest is Chanel. :] ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1317821545514273350?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1317821545514273350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1317821545514273350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1317821545514273350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1317821545514273350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SRhnG8YQ6SI/AAAAAAAAAUg/lwWL8cymhsE/s72-c/DL+vest+pics2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2793874411270702984</id><published>2008-11-09T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T10:44:27.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music is my Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>I found this video on YouTube and I thought it was hilarious. The song made me laugh too. It's by Skye Sweetnam, in 2004 she was with Disney and sang for them but thankfully she got out of it. :] This song is from her sophmore album "Sound Soldier" (2007).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pQ20JosnbwQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pQ20JosnbwQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2793874411270702984?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2793874411270702984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2793874411270702984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2793874411270702984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2793874411270702984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/music-is-my-boyfriend.html' title='Music is my Boyfriend'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-5117478692392181105</id><published>2008-11-02T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T06:42:29.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovebug.. in SIGN LANGUAGE!!</title><content type='html'>This is awesome guys!! She is deaf and she LOVES the Jonas Brothers so she signs her songs! Isn't that awesome??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Y5cKouX7Ok&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Y5cKouX7Ok&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-5117478692392181105?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5117478692392181105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=5117478692392181105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5117478692392181105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/5117478692392181105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/lovebug-in-sign-language.html' title='Lovebug.. in SIGN LANGUAGE!!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-7706487716223095345</id><published>2008-10-28T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:23:38.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My FAVE quote at the momento..</title><content type='html'>We roll tonight... to the guitar bite... and for those about to rock... I salute you. (That was in the words of ACDC). Isn't it like totally awesome?? :D g2g biii!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-7706487716223095345?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7706487716223095345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=7706487716223095345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7706487716223095345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7706487716223095345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-fave-quote-at-momento.html' title='My FAVE quote at the momento..'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-6834850394860349899</id><published>2008-10-23T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:37:01.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Actually Interesting Enough To Post On My Blog</title><content type='html'>It was a dark and stormy night and the electricity kept flicking on and off... and I was trying to sleep. :| Well really I was waking up every time the power popped on and off (it made a really loud popping sound PLUS the fire alarms kept going off.). Well after the 3rd time the electricity popped I heard something over my bed room in the attic. At first I was like whatever I thought it was the trees brushing against the roof. Then another thought came into my head "We don't have tree's on this side of the House!". The noise came again it sounded like it had claws and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weight&lt;/span&gt;. Remembering that maybe a week or two ago my dad had put a squirrel trap in the attic because we had a couple midnight visitors that came around since Ike (of course he put the stinkin' trap over my bed room in the attic!!). But I never recalled squirrels having so much weight on them or that they made lots of noise either.  So I got up and grabbed my phone to use as a flashlight, once I got the courage to get out of bed, because I am still scared of the dark! I ran into the living room and poked my dad and when he finally was like "What?" I had told him what I heard and that it sounded like it was trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kinda shrugged it off and got up to turn off the fire alarms. Then after awhile ( I was sleeping on a couch because I was wayyyy to scared to go back into my room because I had tricked my self out by thinking a little black hand with claws would come between the vent slates in my room and pull it off and get through and jump on my bed, bite me, and then I would get rabies!) my dad heard the scratchy noise that had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WEIGHT&lt;/span&gt; to it may I remind you. So he came told me that he thought I was right and that it sounded like it was trapped. He started going up into the attic slowly and he told me to catch it if it came down (as a joke, but it freaked me out anyway) so I went into Tim's room and got this really long point scythe thing he had made the previous day. As Dad went up into the attic Tim and Mom finally came out of the bedroom. Then dad was like "Eureka!" we caught something! When he finally I got down the cage it actually turned out to be..... a OPOSSUM!! :O&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SQCi2oAz0LI/AAAAAAAAASY/q2jjS0HSOP8/s1600-h/250px-AwesomePossum-AmericanOpossum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SQCi2oAz0LI/AAAAAAAAASY/q2jjS0HSOP8/s320/250px-AwesomePossum-AmericanOpossum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260383424106188978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SQCl9MlPpkI/AAAAAAAAASw/EtYYdD2QxQc/s1600-h/opossum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SQCl9MlPpkI/AAAAAAAAASw/EtYYdD2QxQc/s320/opossum.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260386835536782914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SQCmHRCWWTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zHdRk3hw_hc/s1600-h/opossum2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SQCmHRCWWTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zHdRk3hw_hc/s320/opossum2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260387008531290418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SQClxCT7qpI/AAAAAAAAASo/0jzzBzmTFdA/s1600-h/opossum_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SQClxCT7qpI/AAAAAAAAASo/0jzzBzmTFdA/s320/opossum_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260386626621385362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named him Carl :3 Who knew that cute, adorable, evil, possessed, poltergeist-like-possum, could be so darn cute? Well this morning I woke up to say good bye because Dad was going to drop him off at a big wooded area park. Last night when in the cage he was playing dead and pooping everywhere, but this morning he was awake and he was blinking. I have a video on my phone of him blinking! LOL Then when my dad got the cage to put it in the car he opened his mouth and started hissing sort of.. :| At first I thought he was smiling at me with his cute little possum baby teeth. Naw, he was just ticked off because he had to do a photo shoot last night and this morning. LOL Well that was my overly BORING (sarcasm) night. Leave a comment, question, complaint, or concern in the comment box!! Later,&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela Taylor&lt;br /&gt;BTW that was not a pic of Carl. I will post pics of him later today. :] Maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-6834850394860349899?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6834850394860349899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=6834850394860349899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6834850394860349899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6834850394860349899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-actually-interesting-enough.html' title='Something Actually Interesting Enough To Post On My Blog'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SQCi2oAz0LI/AAAAAAAAASY/q2jjS0HSOP8/s72-c/250px-AwesomePossum-AmericanOpossum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3663652537031089919</id><published>2008-10-21T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:55:55.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yola to the peoples!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I'm just hanging at meh casa. Upating all my blogs and websites! :D Right now I am revamping my business site so you need to check it out sometime this weekend! Man, I am really bored... :| I'm just kinda sitting here waiting till its time to leave and coach. OH yeah!! This is kinda awesome! Tonite after Im done coaching I can get a FREE smoothie! YAY! Lol That was really retarded of me to be excited about a FREE smoothie, but I like smoothies and they are not that cheap. g2g bi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3663652537031089919?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3663652537031089919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3663652537031089919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3663652537031089919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3663652537031089919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/yola-to-peoples.html' title='Yola to the peoples!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2123840448399814991</id><published>2008-10-19T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:24:50.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVEBUG MUSIC VIDEO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_PZ1Wh0jV-E&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_PZ1Wh0jV-E&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This Music video is actually VERY well made. I love the lighting, the theme. It's very well rounded! I LOVED IT! I'm not going to watch that often though. Because I don't want to get tired of it. I did that with Burning Up and I got bored of it within a week! :O Please leave a comment! Even though Joe looked like a dork in those glasses.. he was stil hot. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Mikaela&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2123840448399814991?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2123840448399814991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2123840448399814991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2123840448399814991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2123840448399814991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/lovebug-music-video.html' title='LOVEBUG MUSIC VIDEO!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-8883350898541063703</id><published>2008-10-19T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:57:42.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>I don't particularly have any updates.. most of last week I was sick. :| Thats about it. Leave LOTSA comments and maybe I'll add something awesomely interesting on here... Lovebug the music video (Jonas Brothers) premieres TONITE!! WATCH!! BUY!! See ya later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-8883350898541063703?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8883350898541063703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=8883350898541063703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8883350898541063703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8883350898541063703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3556574748177514887</id><published>2008-10-08T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:19:38.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HE'S FREEEEEEEE!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SO0HDZs31pI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ocqu5tZpUV4/s1600-h/joe_and_taylor_split.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SO0HDZs31pI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ocqu5tZpUV4/s320/joe_and_taylor_split.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254864095231334034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, even though Joe Jonas and Taylor Swift were not officially going out (yeah they sorta were), but they are now OFFICIALLY BROKE UP!! Which means he is free again! :D YAY! :] Just wanted let everyone cause you guys know how important this really is.. &gt;_&gt; Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on People.com you can send in a question that you would like to ask the Jonas Brothers!! There is a chance they MAY answer it and there is a bigger chance that they won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now! Also people I believe that the Jonas Brothers just got back into the USA like yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3556574748177514887?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3556574748177514887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3556574748177514887' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3556574748177514887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3556574748177514887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/hes-freeeeeeee-d.html' title='HE&apos;S FREEEEEEEE!! :D'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SO0HDZs31pI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ocqu5tZpUV4/s72-c/joe_and_taylor_split.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-8882725710784374002</id><published>2008-10-06T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:07:03.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker Party Results..</title><content type='html'>TAT WON THE WHOLE STINKIN GAME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I thought that it was kinda funny! Both Anna and I won once every couple of games, but Tat however dominated which I thought was very funny! After that we watched the first 45 mins of Hairspray, then while Tat was asleep Anna and I were going to put whipped cream on her  face but we couldn't find any so we used cream cheese. Yeah, Anna and I thought it was funny. Tat didn't consider it quite so funny. :] SORRY TAT! Don't worry she still loves us! Well that was about it.. Update later.. BI&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-8882725710784374002?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8882725710784374002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=8882725710784374002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8882725710784374002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8882725710784374002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/poker-party-results.html' title='Poker Party Results..'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-4315867944539083625</id><published>2008-10-03T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:08:04.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Flush!</title><content type='html'>Okay, tomorrow I was invited to a poker party. Its for Anna K.'s birthday! Yes its true I planted the idea for it but who cares! t33 h33. Anyways its going to be so much fun! We are suppose to dress up like we were actually going to a casino (I promise we aren't!... }:] ). For the last 2 weeks I've been reading up on poker. I mean I already know how to play sorta, like the main rules and stuff but I wasn't sure about other ways and stuff. I don't consider myself the Poker Queen yet, however by tomorrow afternoon (before the party) BEWARE I'll know every trick in the book! XD JKJKJKJKJK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I will be wearing is an old black dress of my moms it hit a little bit above my knee and it has like a flowing translucent type of material on top of a plain black skirt on the dress. Along with that I will be wearing my black heels and black cocktail gloves! Its going to be awesome. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-4315867944539083625?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4315867944539083625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=4315867944539083625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4315867944539083625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4315867944539083625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/royal-flush.html' title='Royal Flush!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1214123058241777582</id><published>2008-09-29T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:50:18.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kryptonite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, for Chemistry today I was copying down all the elements and stuff when I came across one called Krypton. So I rushed to my mom asking her if there was any way it was related to Kryptonite. She didn't know. So when I had finished school I looked online to see if there was a connection. As I scrolled down at the beginning of the paragraph it said "Even though Superman's home planet, Krypton, shares the same name as the element Krypton there is absolutely NO connection." I was soooo disappointed. :[ I thought it would be awesome to study about Kryptonite, Superman's only weakness so then when I plot world domination I could use it against him easily!! MWHAHHAHAHAHA!!! Ooops did I say that out loud?? O_O jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also did you know there is all sorts of different colored Kryptonite in the comic books!! But its only the Green that affects Superman. There's pink, blue, jewel, red, green, heliotrope... :] Anyway I thought that was sorta interesting. The sad thing about it was I knew who all the super hero's and villain's were they were talking about!! :O Well I better go now! BTW Check out my new blog: disneyrigamarole.blogspot.com !!!!&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1214123058241777582?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1214123058241777582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1214123058241777582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1214123058241777582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1214123058241777582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/kryptonite.html' title='Kryptonite'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-6632215319817531912</id><published>2008-09-25T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:54:11.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonas Brothers and the King... 0_o</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;Okay this is tad.. weird.. strange.. 0_o But watch it anyway. :]&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N_rEtPpbdR8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N_rEtPpbdR8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-6632215319817531912?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6632215319817531912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=6632215319817531912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6632215319817531912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6632215319817531912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/jonas-brothers-and-king-0o.html' title='Jonas Brothers and the King... 0_o'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-4330426463345194635</id><published>2008-09-24T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:26:33.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SNpqF1yO4zI/AAAAAAAAALM/78jcyk_7GNo/s1600-h/demilovato_net-dontforgetpromos-0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SNpqF1yO4zI/AAAAAAAAALM/78jcyk_7GNo/s320/demilovato_net-dontforgetpromos-0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249624964223394610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am finally home. And I soon will post my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;documentary&lt;/span&gt; on what we did and what had happened.. I took pictures :] I was really suppose to be home last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;... but we got home yesterday.. odd is it not? Well tomorrow or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; I will post what happened.. :] BTW everyone needs to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lovato's&lt;/span&gt; new album "Don't Forget" Its AWESOME! La La Land is funny! You can listen to some of the songs here: disneychannelneeds.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Mikaela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-4330426463345194635?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4330426463345194635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=4330426463345194635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4330426463345194635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/4330426463345194635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SNpqF1yO4zI/AAAAAAAAALM/78jcyk_7GNo/s72-c/demilovato_net-dontforgetpromos-0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-8954356003211954413</id><published>2008-09-14T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:27:23.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Award and Tags</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://mackenziesheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/awards-and-questions.html"&gt;Awards and questions&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ZN6P49X05k/SMptSbh2vaI/AAAAAAAAA14/MKJsl-ZYg58/s1600-h/Iloveyourblog%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245124879421193634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ZN6P49X05k/SMptSbh2vaI/AAAAAAAAA14/MKJsl-ZYg58/s320/Iloveyourblog%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, so Mckannzie (i don't think i spelled your name right! sorry), tagged me to receive an award! Sknaht! Now all I have to do is answer these questions with ONE WORD answers and then pass it (award and questionnaire) on to 7 people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Back pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where is your significant other? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Say What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair color? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;purple :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. Your father? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Skating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;nonexistent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Your dream/goal? olympics&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9. The room you're in? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? music&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;claustrophobia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Olympic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14. What you're not? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;nonawesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15. One of your wish-list items? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16. Where you grew up? Earth&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The last thing you did? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. What are you wearing? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19. Your TV? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. Your pet(s)? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;puppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your computer? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your mood?&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; mischevious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Missing someone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24. Your car? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Lambergini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Something you're not wearing? shoes&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite store? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;forever 21 (charlotte russe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Your summer? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;28. Love someone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;black (its all the colors in the world mixed together in one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;31. Last time you cried? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people I'm awarding this (if i can find 7 peoples LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Tat- cheerleaderanonymous.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;Anna- mythoughtspersonally.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I need more readers. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-8954356003211954413?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8954356003211954413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=8954356003211954413' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8954356003211954413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8954356003211954413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/award-and-tags.html' title='Award and Tags'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ZN6P49X05k/SMptSbh2vaI/AAAAAAAAA14/MKJsl-ZYg58/s72-c/Iloveyourblog%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-6445880043980295586</id><published>2008-09-11T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:33:16.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SMlH9RwIkmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SCOfTtGb2EU/s1600-h/busters+front+end.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SMlH9RwIkmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SCOfTtGb2EU/s320/busters+front+end.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244802359112536674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SMlH9UBausI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Nf_8Og-pXKw/s1600-h/normal_xvx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SMlH9UBausI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Nf_8Og-pXKw/s320/normal_xvx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244802359721900738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, this fun. We are evacuating again.. but not last minute this year. Because of a stupid hurricane named IKE!!! BLAH to him. :[ So I probably won't be posting for awhile unless I go and bother my cuz Anna. t33 h33.... So this is gonna be interesting.. idk how long we're going to be gone so I think we may be bringing Buster my doggy. :] I'm probably not gonna be able to bring my guitar or the keyboard (which is always out of the question XD). OH well... talk to you guys whenever!!&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The pic on the left is of Buster and the pic on the right is of Joe Jonas performing at the VMA '08. When my mom was watching when JB was performing she thought he ripped of his vest. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-6445880043980295586?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6445880043980295586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=6445880043980295586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6445880043980295586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6445880043980295586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-report.html' title='Hurricane Report'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SMlH9RwIkmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SCOfTtGb2EU/s72-c/busters+front+end.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3691829323983369830</id><published>2008-09-08T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:31:19.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovebug- Jonas Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;I can't believe I missed their performance!! :[ To bad they didn't win anything.. :[  But on the upside they  performed well and joe looked hot. :]]]]&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EP5XqSBaGH0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EP5XqSBaGH0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3691829323983369830?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3691829323983369830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3691829323983369830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3691829323983369830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3691829323983369830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/lovebug-jonas-brothers.html' title='Lovebug- Jonas Brothers'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3399413732787885654</id><published>2008-09-01T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:14:36.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JB CD+ CMP RESULTS</title><content type='html'>I wish I had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Little Bit Longer&lt;/span&gt; to finish my program yesterday. Sorry bout the pun. t33 h33. I placed 4th I fell on both axels and I messed up the dbl which I pulled into a single toe... :\ Oh well.. I don't even recall doing my layback or not.. I asked my coach and she said I did but I don't remember still.. weird eh?? 0_o Anyway I went to cheesecake factory after my comp and I got Chocolate Raspberry truffle since they didn't have the WHITE chocolate raspberry truffle. :] Oh and I also got the new Jonas Brothers CD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Little Bit Longer&lt;/span&gt;, the pun makes more sense now does it not?? :] Well I was just giving a quick update because some peoples (ANNA!) are bugging me about a new post when she needs to update her blog to.. gosh. In a little while I'm going t o Koistinen's for Labor Day. :O) I'll post later on who won the swimming, running, and obstacle course that Anna K and I are having later!&lt;br /&gt;May the force be with you,&lt;br /&gt;Mikaela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3399413732787885654?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3399413732787885654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3399413732787885654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3399413732787885654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3399413732787885654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/jb-cd-cmp-results.html' title='JB CD+ CMP RESULTS'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3620938269475879698</id><published>2008-08-29T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:34:17.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me Something I Don't Know- Selena Gomez</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;Here is Selena Gomez's Official Music video for her single "Tell  Me Something I Don't Know". She recorded this single for her  straight  to DVD  movie "Another Cinderella Story". Sorry that the video is kinda fuzzy! :]&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XdeBxh_PP48&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XdeBxh_PP48&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3620938269475879698?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3620938269475879698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3620938269475879698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3620938269475879698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3620938269475879698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/tell-me-something-i-dont-know-selena.html' title='Tell Me Something I Don&apos;t Know- Selena Gomez'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3620346987176598808</id><published>2008-08-28T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:23:39.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here, There Be Dragons</title><content type='html'>I finally took the time to read and finish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here, There Be Dragons&lt;/span&gt; By James A. Owen. Unlike my cousin (which is weird cause we usually agree with a lot of things... especially books in general) I loved this book! It was similar to a story plot I started awhile back, but it was really awesome!! It was truly my kind of a fantasy novel. Now I really wanna read the sequel, but I don't know if they have it at my library.. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout Out to Anna: hey can you get the sequel so I can borrow it? :D thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. Well got to go! I need to go to bed soon, because this weekend I shall be competing! As an open pre-juvenile. Thats 2 levels higher than when I competed last! :O&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela \m/\(^_^)\m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3620346987176598808?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3620346987176598808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3620346987176598808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3620346987176598808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3620346987176598808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-there-be-dragons.html' title='Here, There Be Dragons'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-6870165092373728248</id><published>2008-08-26T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T08:17:48.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola Peoples!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't fear I shall soon be having a book review on here instead of the usually mindless garbage that I post! :] This weekend I'm going to be competing (for iceskating) so this week I am mainly focused upon that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, my mom and I were watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E!&lt;/span&gt; (the channel) and on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E!&lt;/span&gt; News they showed what this falls style was so this morning I tried it out. This is the new style:&lt;br /&gt;-skinny jeans rolled up geekishly&lt;br /&gt;-shoes like two toned, saddle, high tops, or low cut boots&lt;br /&gt;-oversized white top (v neck or button up)&lt;br /&gt;-Blazer or black jacket&lt;br /&gt;- Accessories: sloppy tie/scarf, hat: fedora, bowler, news boy, sunglasses: ray bans :3&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to find a pic of what I mean because my description makes it sound all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dumb&lt;/span&gt;, but really I look awesome in it . :]&lt;br /&gt;Better yet I'll post the pic of me looking awesome in it later!! :D&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-6870165092373728248?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6870165092373728248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=6870165092373728248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6870165092373728248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6870165092373728248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/hola-peoples.html' title='Hola Peoples!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-6442345418517663115</id><published>2008-08-23T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T06:39:54.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Back (Official Music Video) - Demi Lovato</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is Demi Lovato's Official Music Video which was premiered to the World on Disney Channel last night!! That doesn't not make since however, because not everyone in the World has cable meaning they don't have Disney Channel.. 0_o Anyway here it is!! :] BTW the little red gloves she wears in this are so cool! They look like balloons  or something on her hands!! Perfect for  looking awesome  and still be able to rock out on your guitar!! t33 h33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1DZTyLi-kQQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1DZTyLi-kQQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-6442345418517663115?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6442345418517663115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=6442345418517663115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6442345418517663115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/6442345418517663115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/get-back-official-music-video-demi.html' title='Get Back (Official Music Video) - Demi Lovato'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-1489797431880346667</id><published>2008-08-22T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:10:12.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Like a Rockstar!!! :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SK8PDIhSuOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/phVRzWRrdPM/s1600-h/ICONATOR_b2fb0fb759a2a445c43ef2f1491a97cf.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SK8PDIhSuOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/phVRzWRrdPM/s320/ICONATOR_b2fb0fb759a2a445c43ef2f1491a97cf.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237421438156323042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, thats one of my motto's... I really should add to that "Party like a Rockstar.. at appropriate times.." naw that would ruin me and Lyndee's 'Random Party Time'. :] The other day i got a weird forward thing from Anna k. and one of the questions was "Who do you trust 100%" and as usually I put weird answers.. or strangely I put the truth and I still get weird looks.. 0_o anyway On That particularly question I put a amusing answer: "My motto is not to trust anyone because you never know if they could actually be your enemy or they could be an Benedict Arnold and turn out to use your secrets against YOU!! MWHAHAHHA!" Yeah thats what I said.. pretty weird eh? LOL&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-1489797431880346667?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1489797431880346667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=1489797431880346667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1489797431880346667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/1489797431880346667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/party-like-rockstar.html' title='Party Like a Rockstar!!! :]'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SK8PDIhSuOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/phVRzWRrdPM/s72-c/ICONATOR_b2fb0fb759a2a445c43ef2f1491a97cf.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-7569653296076962678</id><published>2008-08-19T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:22:15.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick update..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKscN_G1E2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pJBpcdcxUCA/s1600-h/weird+food...jpg"&gt;  Hello peoples. Today my post are on weird foods I've found while in the grocery store that were pretty weird. 0_o. The first pic is of creamed asparagus.. who invented that?? Gross. Everybody's Nuts is obviously nuts. and the last I found in the international foods section.. its from the United Kingdom.. weird spinge cake in a can. xD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Mikaela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKscEIOtShI/AAAAAAAAAJs/G1H1GaY3j4M/s1600-h/cream+of+asparagus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKscEIOtShI/AAAAAAAAAJs/G1H1GaY3j4M/s320/cream+of+asparagus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236309849002560018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKsb6TGMmUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fzYg1yEIMIU/s1600-h/everybody%27s+NUTS%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKsb6TGMmUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fzYg1yEIMIU/s320/everybody%27s+NUTS%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236309680120961346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKsdTrzJiXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kMzLF9QIJhk/s1600-h/weird+food...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKsdTrzJiXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kMzLF9QIJhk/s320/weird+food...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311215760312690" 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/6682339035002090346-7569653296076962678?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7569653296076962678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=7569653296076962678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7569653296076962678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7569653296076962678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-quick-update.html' title='Just a quick update..'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKscEIOtShI/AAAAAAAAAJs/G1H1GaY3j4M/s72-c/cream+of+asparagus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-3024907840862682438</id><published>2008-08-14T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T11:27:16.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ello' Fellow Readers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKR4tfRIqlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/r-J2kJ1uJmU/s1600-h/me+and+Anna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKR4tfRIqlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/r-J2kJ1uJmU/s320/me+and+Anna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234441389794175570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKR4mVH6akI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2yKyDgvRKYw/s1600-h/anna+hamming+up+for+da+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKR4mVH6akI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2yKyDgvRKYw/s320/anna+hamming+up+for+da+camera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234441266812054082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I changed my profile picture. :] Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last night I went to the last youth pool party of the summer. It was awesome. However, the one sport that I cannot play like at all is Volley Ball and naturally Anna K. made me play with her. So I had Lyndee on my team and Anna was her own team so I served.. I didn't get the stinking ball over the net. So Anna got David (her older brother) to play on my team and lyndee to play on hers... So lets just say I got irritated at the ball I just started chucking it over the net aiming at Anna (tee hee) then, of course, when Lyndee hit the ball over the net it rams me rite in the face! xD It was quite humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that was funny was when Lauren, Elizabeth, Anna, Lyndee, and I were sitting on the side of the trampoline and Anna told me she didn't bring me my birthday present (i really don't care if I get one or not.. my birthday was like a month ago!!) and to irritate her I was like "Why?????" and she was like "It'll be better Sunday". Then I was like "You got me a PUPPY??" Cause she said 'it' would be better, like it was sick or something, LOL. and then she just started cracking up laughing. It was hilarious!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to post some more weird pics in this post..&lt;br /&gt;The one at the top is me and Anna H in the car on our way to Odessa. The bottom one is Anna hamming it up for the camera. :]&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-3024907840862682438?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3024907840862682438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=3024907840862682438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3024907840862682438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/3024907840862682438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/ello-fellow-readers.html' title='Ello&apos; Fellow Readers..'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKR4tfRIqlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/r-J2kJ1uJmU/s72-c/me+and+Anna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-7622785844620151278</id><published>2008-08-12T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T08:41:39.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The many names of Me, Myself, and I :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKGuzlGHSPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jnl13nLDlKg/s1600-h/anna+and+HSM+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKGuzlGHSPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jnl13nLDlKg/s320/anna+and+HSM+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233656443135543538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKGuz41LlNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2mQ8w1pd__c/s1600-h/Me+and+HSM+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKGuz41LlNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2mQ8w1pd__c/s320/Me+and+HSM+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233656448433231058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;The other day I realized how I often go by different names.. yes nicknames. I mean I have many. A different one from all of my friends! LOL I started counting them out last night- here I'll post them so you can see for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mikaela (the usually one people call me.. probably because thats my name)&lt;br /&gt;2. Mike (another casual one.. that is often used especially amongst my nephews cuz its easier to pronounce)&lt;br /&gt;3. Mick (my dad calls me this one)&lt;br /&gt;4. Mikatrious (Anna K calls me this one!! she made it up to irritate me one morning when she woke me up by calling me really early!! 0_0 )&lt;br /&gt;Now for the weird ones (not including mikatrious)&lt;br /&gt;5. Kyle (Tatiana calls me that one... :\ one day when we were skating she was like "Child get over here!" and I thought she kept calling me KYLE so now she makes fun and calls me Kyle XD )&lt;br /&gt;6. Charlie (my brother calls me that one because the other day in the pool I bit his finger LOL I'll post the YouTube video of it so you will under stand)&lt;br /&gt;7. Mayonnaise Legs (my least favorite.. ANNA HEDGES!! she thought it would be so quant to call me that! &gt;:[ )&lt;br /&gt;8. Dusty (Anna H again.. we role play :] )&lt;br /&gt;9. Sailor M (Lyndee calls me that bc she is a big anime fan. Sailor Moon. Sailor Mikaela.. [M]  get it??)&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm trying to actually get everyone to call me M. :] My dad said it was already taken by somebody in James Bond, but i don't care!! I wanna be M.. The Awesome Majestic Rockin' M. :] tee hee. Wadya think?? LOL&lt;br /&gt;Wells I'm going to cause havoc one way or another.. so see ya!!&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The pics are of Anna and I hanging with the HSM (High School Musical) cast at the movie theaters!! Sorry bout the lighting!! Its dark in there!! Anna is on the left, I'm on the right! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-7622785844620151278?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7622785844620151278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=7622785844620151278' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7622785844620151278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/7622785844620151278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/many-names-of-me-myself-and-i.html' title='The many names of Me, Myself, and I :]'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SKGuzlGHSPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jnl13nLDlKg/s72-c/anna+and+HSM+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-8794846858739507645</id><published>2008-08-10T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:48:47.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SJ8p1j7fyVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eKj1erBORbI/s1600-h/BAT+MIKE%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SJ8p1j7fyVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eKj1erBORbI/s320/BAT+MIKE%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232947292182399314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SJ8pZ7obG5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/wKgQh6Xe60g/s1600-h/naughty+buster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SJ8pZ7obG5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/wKgQh6Xe60g/s320/naughty+buster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232946817508514706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to bluetooth my pics on my phone to get onto my laptop!! So here is my doggy, Buster. As you can see he has recently done something he shouldn't have.. (see back top left corner *hint* its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;) on the concrete and this is him trying to get by with it by looking pathetic.. :}&lt;br /&gt;The other pic is me being BAT MIKE!!! :D I was playing around at walmart LOL. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-8794846858739507645?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8794846858739507645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=8794846858739507645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8794846858739507645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8794846858739507645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-able-to-bluetooth-my-pics-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SJ8p1j7fyVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eKj1erBORbI/s72-c/BAT+MIKE%21%21%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-8585411951100134073</id><published>2008-08-07T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:55:42.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY IMPORTANT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Hi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-8585411951100134073?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8585411951100134073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=8585411951100134073' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8585411951100134073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/8585411951100134073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/very-important.html' title='VERY IMPORTANT!!!!!'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-2059507398541222479</id><published>2008-08-05T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:33:57.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SJiaBYDY7CI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3ihy-L795X8/s1600-h/miley-cyrus-selena-gomez-teen-choice-awards-2008-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SJiaBYDY7CI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3ihy-L795X8/s320/miley-cyrus-selena-gomez-teen-choice-awards-2008-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231100315618044962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Okay, so I went to the midnight release party for Breaking Dawn which BTW was totally AWESOME! There was a t-shirt contest of which I placed 2nd in where I was given the privilege of being one of the first to buy the book. I was the first one out of the store with a copy. :] Yeah as I was walking out all the girls started screaming at me (and I hate it when people scream in bookstores or libraries.. party or not!) but I was like What The Heck so as I walked out I yelled ROCK ON!! tee hee. xD Oh also there was a Scavenger Hunt in the store for red ribbons.. there were thirty we had to find.. I only found 19... &gt;_&gt; I think it would have been mroe interesting if we had to find certain books... like where they are and stuff. :] Anyway I had lotsa fun and plus I won Godiva chocolate which was a special Twilight edition, a Twilight journal which is pretty cool, and a "I was bitten by Breaking Dawn" pin and Twilight stickers. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched the Teen Choice Awards, in which the Jonas Brothers, Chris Brown, the Gossip Girl (tv show) crew, and Miley Cyrus dominated. Jonas Brothers took home 6 awards for best Summer song, love song, music single, male fashion icons, being hot, and breakout band. Miley Cyrus was the host and for her age and how long she has been popular and the fact how she dealt with some picture incidents she did very well. Okay, I was pretty weird last night everytime the Jonas Brothers came on.. (okay JOE came on) I took pictures of the TV with my phone and recorded the part whenever they did something cool.. (Joe flipped Nick into the air, and the flew around the audience in harnesses) xD. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mikaela&lt;br /&gt;BTW I really want the jacket Demi Lovato was wearing last night!! :3 It's totally awesome!! So if you guys really love me you'll buy me it!! *hint*hint* anonymous! xD&lt;br /&gt; Thats a pic of the jacket up there... I have no idea who the dude is.. 0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6682339035002090346-2059507398541222479?l=nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2059507398541222479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6682339035002090346&amp;postID=2059507398541222479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2059507398541222479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6682339035002090346/posts/default/2059507398541222479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdysk8rchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title='hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'/><author><name>Mikaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08732375829890404205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SN0Rd_LjbPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_JFB_I835hU/S220/alien+083.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoneG20LBtE/SJiaBYDY7CI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3ihy-L795X8/s72-c/miley-cyrus-selena-gomez-teen-choice-awards-2008-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6682339035002090346.post-8739816237336129904</id><published>2008-07-31T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:56:20.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New SpringWidget</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- SpringWidgets | Breaking Dawn Countdown (#40241) | Blogger | Generated on 07/31/2008 --&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowNetworking="all" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" height="294" width="173" id="springwidgets_40241" align="middle" data="http://dow
