<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065</id><updated>2011-08-31T06:39:43.943-04:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Me'/><category term='Major OMG blonde moment'/><category term='Foreign Experiences'/><category term='Books/Odds and Ends'/><category term='Doodles'/><category term='Unbelievable'/><category term='Nightmares'/><category term='Random Babbling'/><category term='Daily'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Daily Blabbing'/><category term='Boredom'/><category term='Catch up... like always'/><category term='House'/><category term='Crafty'/><category term='Random odds and ends'/><category term='Drama'/><category term='High school'/><category term='Weekend Catch up'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='Creativity'/><category term='Movie Review'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='Speak Now Taylor Fan'/><category term='Ranting'/><category term='Bloggy'/><category term='Over Time Accomplishments'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Random Daily'/><category term='Fearless Taylor Fan'/><category term='Are you kidding?'/><category term='Artistic Moment'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Ranney Days</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a blog of a teenager from Upstate New York. Follow me through the ins and outs of my high school career. BE WARNED: Some may be offended, although this blog is kept at a cleanly PG rating(for some confusion).</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3081547200987891730</id><published>2010-07-20T17:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T18:01:05.799-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speak Now Taylor Fan'/><title type='text'>Speak... NOW!</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty busy this summer. My Aunt is getting married! Yay! My 28 year old cousin has adopted. I've been working with my guitar a lot. A LOT. New strings every month A LOT. I love it, there's just something about it. This is what I'm supposed to do. I've been working on learning new chords and songs by Taylor Swift... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her new album in called Speak Now. It'll be out on October 25th. The first single is called "Mine," for which she's already shot the music video in portland maine. She gets married in the video. People thought she was getting married in real life. There will be Sparks Fly, which is a song she wrote about 8 years ago, she's played it a couple of times. It will be on her new album and I already know how to play it. :) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;She just announced all of that on a live webchat for fans. She is just still so down to earth! I LOVE YOU TAYLOR &lt;3  &lt;3 13 13 13!&lt;br /&gt;lovelove love&lt;br /&gt;~Fearless Taylor Fan Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3081547200987891730?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3081547200987891730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2010/07/speak-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3081547200987891730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3081547200987891730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2010/07/speak-now.html' title='Speak... NOW!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-952094826496059058</id><published>2010-06-12T11:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:45:29.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there...</title><content type='html'>I've been taking a break. My studies have taken over my life as of right now. A couple more days of school, then I'll be trapped in a vortex of boredom. But that's okay. I'll need a break after some of these tests!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if anyone is reading this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;love love love&lt;br /&gt;Rayanna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-952094826496059058?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/952094826496059058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2010/06/almost-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/952094826496059058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/952094826496059058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2010/06/almost-there.html' title='Almost there...'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-2736518654231096142</id><published>2010-03-02T20:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:48:47.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><title type='text'>It will be a guy It WILL be CASEY JAMES</title><content type='html'>American Idol is amidst its most talented season yet. And although it may be early, most of the girls will not progress, and will be voted off once there voices give up on them, or they stop working as hard as they need to. Most of the guys have it or they don't.&lt;br /&gt;Casey has the look, the voice, the skill on guitar, everything. He will win.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, because of a diabetes related issue, Crystal Bowersox couldn't sing, forcing the girls to go tomorrow. If Casey had one more day, it would have been better, but he will have the fans to get him through tonight.&lt;br /&gt;He won't fail again. He will win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-2736518654231096142?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2736518654231096142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-will-be-guy-it-will-be-casey-james.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2736518654231096142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2736518654231096142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-will-be-guy-it-will-be-casey-james.html' title='It will be a guy It WILL be CASEY JAMES'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7592563786445434895</id><published>2010-02-03T17:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:02:51.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym</title><content type='html'>Juggling in gym class. I know how to juggle. I NEVER thought this task would help. We're actually doing rythmic gymnastics, but still. We have to know how to juggle. EVERYONE used dinky little scarves and went look what I can do. I was not impressed. I went straight to tennis balls. Gravity put all of it's might on me. I can't juggle anymore. I came home, looked online, and found Jason Garfield with this j&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6366713757585864298#"&gt;uggling video&lt;/a&gt;. His humor was much appreciated, and the video helped! A LOT! Now who's gonna teach me how to cartwheel while juggling????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7592563786445434895?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7592563786445434895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2010/02/gym.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7592563786445434895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7592563786445434895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2010/02/gym.html' title='Gym'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4554144439607717686</id><published>2009-12-27T15:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T15:06:42.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>The meaning of ALL STAR!!</title><content type='html'>Valentines Day:&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Biel&lt;br /&gt;TAYLOR LAUTNER&lt;br /&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Foxx&lt;br /&gt;Anne Hathaway&lt;br /&gt;Kathy Bates&lt;br /&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT&lt;br /&gt;Emma Roberts&lt;br /&gt;Eric Dane&lt;br /&gt;Queen Latifah&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Garner&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Alba&lt;br /&gt;Etc!&lt;br /&gt;It should be great! I was just looking at movie times, Sherlock Holmes looks REALLY good....&lt;br /&gt;We just took down the Christmas Tree. It barely felt like Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;All this time makes me want to write, and I don't know what about. It annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4554144439607717686?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4554144439607717686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/meaning-of-all-star.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4554144439607717686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4554144439607717686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/meaning-of-all-star.html' title='The meaning of ALL STAR!!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7516234819405546335</id><published>2009-12-12T11:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T11:31:46.247-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fearless Taylor Fan'/><title type='text'>She has done it again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SyPFVHriCiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sa6E99opI4s/s1600-h/Taylor%27s+new+hair+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SyPFVHriCiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sa6E99opI4s/s320/Taylor%27s+new+hair+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414388143659026978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JOHNCH%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;Every year, to celebrate her birthday(Dec. 13), turning 20 this year, and the new year, Taylor gets a haircut with bangs. This year, it's different. She was spotted yesterday with her hair a shade lighter and straight. She swore she would never straighten her hair again because she had done so everyday of her 2 year High School career. I don't know. I was shocked. She looks like Lindsay Lohan. Hopefully this straight hair kick isn't permanent! I just can't get used to it!&lt;br /&gt;Love love love,&lt;br /&gt;Rayanna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7516234819405546335?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7516234819405546335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-has-done-it-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7516234819405546335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7516234819405546335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-has-done-it-again.html' title='She has done it again!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SyPFVHriCiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sa6E99opI4s/s72-c/Taylor%27s+new+hair+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-6831255284553753683</id><published>2009-12-03T18:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:17:34.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>At School and Parties</title><content type='html'>Shout out to Julianna: At my school, they can't cram all the torture into one year, so it is a two year course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a big party girl. I like to have fun with friends. That's why by birthday parties usually consist of 5-6 girls.&lt;br /&gt;Change.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas party- 20 people, co ed. 3 people said they can't come, Mom says to invite more. I think I've run out of people. It's not  a popularity contest. I just know there are other people out there who would like to have something to do on a Saturday night than homework. I invited all the people that sit next to me in all of my classes... except Spanish... she's different.... A lot of these people I don't really know. Siblings are invited, friends are invited, and I can only come up with a possible 17. I don't know what I'll do. Stay tuned to find out!&lt;br /&gt;Love love love&lt;br /&gt;Ranney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-6831255284553753683?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6831255284553753683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/at-school-and-parties.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6831255284553753683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6831255284553753683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/at-school-and-parties.html' title='At School and Parties'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7648772550185463340</id><published>2009-11-27T12:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:37:45.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Pictures/ Christmas</title><content type='html'>I have a really good camera. I used to be one of those kids snapping pictures of everything. Black and white photographs amaze me. I don't use it so much anymore. I really should. I have a million frames and no pictures! I don't know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everyone want presents. I like giving gifts. Deciding what to ask for is hard. You can't ask for a record contract, a maid, or self folding/hanging clothes, or someone to do your AP:World homework... on a break. Taylor Swift Christmas CD- Christmas must be something more. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher gave us a study guide to do that takes 3-4 hours, a take home quiz, and a huge packet to read and highlight. Not only that, but no "Have a good break, have fun with your family." Nothing. He told us to spend time with family and maybe make a family tree for a Heritage project we are about to start. Crazy. AND, my cousins are here, so I have no time until Saturday and Sunday, I don't think it'll be easy to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7648772550185463340?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7648772550185463340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/pictures-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7648772550185463340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7648772550185463340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/pictures-christmas.html' title='Pictures/ Christmas'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5312755379781758470</id><published>2009-11-25T19:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:06:40.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>New Moon- Team Jacob from the start!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Absolutely amazing&lt;/span&gt;. Although it didn't cover enough of Jacob's relationship with Bella, was absolutely fantastic. Even in these tough economic times, $8.00 to see this movie is well worth it and then some. Although, Jacob could have left his shirt off a little more... :) LOL. This movie is very prone to spoilers, so I am limited at to what I can say, but it ties very well with the book(around $14 at any store books are sold, also well worth the money...), and Jacob doesn't look terrible with shorter hair. I like it longer, but he could NEVER be ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Love love love&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5312755379781758470?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5312755379781758470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon-team-jacob-from-start.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5312755379781758470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5312755379781758470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon-team-jacob-from-start.html' title='New Moon- Team Jacob from the start!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4428492711971883956</id><published>2009-11-16T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:50:08.241-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Freedom of Speech</title><content type='html'>Something we all learn before age 10. What about the freedom of listening.&lt;br /&gt;Now for those of you who do not know me, I am a fairly good listener. I don't mind those who say the same thing 2, 3, 4, even 5 times in the same exact words. It is usually in different conversations, and I'll admit I forget sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't get mad if I stop listening after the 5th time. I am not a stupid girl, by then, I've got it.&lt;br /&gt;I will always try my best to be there for you through whatever you need, but I can only say the same thing in a few different words. There's nothing I can do after that. I will try to explain it the best I can, if you don't get it, tell me, or go get outside help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of Square Dancing, a partner that can't listen and can't take simple directions from a P.E. teacher. I can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to say that the entire human race is stupid, but when you have no disabilities... What's that song, Help me from myself...? Something like that....&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, people astound me. All people, not just the unbelievably lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4428492711971883956?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4428492711971883956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/freedom-of-speech.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4428492711971883956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4428492711971883956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/freedom-of-speech.html' title='Freedom of Speech'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3317997552937590206</id><published>2009-11-14T13:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:13:25.555-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Final Decision: To BUY</title><content type='html'>I changed my mind. I found a couple that are pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;12 years, wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3317997552937590206?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3317997552937590206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/final-decision-to-buy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3317997552937590206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3317997552937590206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/final-decision-to-buy.html' title='Final Decision: To BUY'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4567695737490377551</id><published>2009-11-13T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:44:36.757-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>To Buy or NOT to buy?</title><content type='html'>CLASS RINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is getting them. EVERYBODY wants them.&lt;br /&gt;I think they are cool, I'd wear it, but for how long?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love with any of the styles.&lt;br /&gt;It is a LOT of money for a ring... $250!&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad said I could get one if I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is NOT to buy so far.... Advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4567695737490377551?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4567695737490377551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-buy-or-not-to-buy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4567695737490377551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4567695737490377551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-buy-or-not-to-buy.html' title='To Buy or NOT to buy?'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8926631395565904407</id><published>2009-11-04T16:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:54:59.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Sesame Street + some good old sarcasm</title><content type='html'>This year has been hard. It's not over. With hard economic times, EVERYONE has been effected. Cookie Monster has been changed into Veggie Monster. As with most businesses, some members of Sesame Street have been evicted. Don't laugh. I am taking this seriously. Well, now they've celebrated their 40&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary! Well, with the world supposedly ending in 2012, this may be just the beginning....&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;Aliens will finally be visiting Earth(According to my science teacher, who believes in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;theory&lt;/span&gt; that alien may very well exist, it's just that we don't have the technology to get to them, and they(As far as the U.S. F.B.I knows)don't have the technology to come here...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigs will rule the Earth due to all the Swine flu. Go Pigs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will keep reading my blog because they all decided that I'm crazy to listen to my Taylor Swift Holiday collection CD (available for $7 at Target) before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;. That's right. I am still a huge fan. Even though the judges think that they should pick the one guy in 50 girls to go up for the competition. I didn't win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very sarcastic day. Not FANTASTIC. NOT Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is going to the Guitars and Stars concert that I said no to because I figured I would have too much homework. Well GUESS WHAT!!! I'm more peppy and awake than I have been in forever(despite one of our cats coming in at 3 in the MORNING to wake me up by puking on my floor!), AND I have no homework. ALL my projects are done too!!!! DANG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8926631395565904407?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8926631395565904407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/sesame-street-some-good-old-sarcasm.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8926631395565904407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8926631395565904407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/sesame-street-some-good-old-sarcasm.html' title='Sesame Street + some good old sarcasm'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-6249759921923385251</id><published>2009-10-25T17:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:25:07.748-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Corrections</title><content type='html'>Okay, so &lt;a href="http://rochester.singliketaylorswift.com/video/rayanna"&gt;voting&lt;/a&gt; ends on the 30th.&lt;br /&gt;I have two projects- English and Spanish, both due on Nov. 6th. Both of them need to be in a book. Weird... I went to Michaels. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Both languages,&lt;br /&gt;Both writing projects.&lt;br /&gt;Small World.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for getting that song stuck in your head.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for mentioning it, so if you didn't have it stuck in your head, you do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually... I'm not sorry. It is the beginnng of my plan to take over the world!! MUHHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-6249759921923385251?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6249759921923385251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/corrections.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6249759921923385251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6249759921923385251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/corrections.html' title='Corrections'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5015656540336615570</id><published>2009-10-24T10:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:41:45.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Ghosted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SuMSDhPSCpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/12J9NKsDZg4/s1600-h/Pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SuMSDhPSCpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/12J9NKsDZg4/s320/Pumpkin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396176630191360658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JOHNCH%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;I have been ghosted. I refuse to put that disgusting pumpkin on my blog. This one is much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rochester.singliketaylorswift.com/video/rayanna"&gt;Voting&lt;/a&gt; ends TOMORROW!! They announce the winner on the 2nd. I'm nervous....&lt;br /&gt;School was fast and everyone was really funny. REALLY Funny!! I've got nothing interesting to say. Bored... Bored. Bored.&lt;br /&gt;Love love love,&lt;br /&gt;Rayanna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5015656540336615570?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5015656540336615570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/ghosted.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5015656540336615570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5015656540336615570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/ghosted.html' title='Ghosted'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SuMSDhPSCpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/12J9NKsDZg4/s72-c/Pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1105745771679093420</id><published>2009-10-18T13:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T13:38:41.527-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Sometimes, it is just good to know they know your name.</title><content type='html'>I can't even express how much I am grateful for your &lt;a href="http://rochester.singliketaylorswift.com/video/rayanna"&gt;votes.&lt;/a&gt; I am confident that you all know those moments in the shows that a boy doesn't even know a girl who is in 4 of his classes.&lt;br /&gt;I've known this kid since the fifth grade. I DO NOT like him, but he didn't remember me when we have the same Lunch, English, Health, and AP World. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met some new kids at a party my awesome neighbor Justin had. They remembered my name-- I brought cupcakes and cookies. I brought enough for 100, there was 11 kids that showed up.... sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't spoken to any of my insane neighbors in while. Life is good. Oh, the latest drama, they blamed me for a fight I only witnessed. I have been to the main office 5 times in my whole life, NONE of which were my fault. People can be really mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting to know more kids at school. I haven't found a new best friend.... I found an old one, a JR. that helped me with some tips on the AP exam in May. I'm already freaking out about that. We spent 7th grade Track running with him. Good times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love,&lt;br /&gt;-R-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1105745771679093420?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1105745771679093420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-it-is-just-good-to-know-they.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1105745771679093420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1105745771679093420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-it-is-just-good-to-know-they.html' title='Sometimes, it is just good to know they know your name.'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8602442915236701479</id><published>2009-10-12T15:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:30:48.542-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fearless Taylor Fan'/><title type='text'>Post # 100</title><content type='html'>Mile Marker. It hasn't even been a year yet. Wow. You guys really like to listen to me blab on and on about high school stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me this morning that you guys really care.&lt;br /&gt;Last night around 7p.m. I checked the votes and I was at 108.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was at 409.&lt;br /&gt;That's 300 + votes!&lt;br /&gt;No, they are not mine. I REFUSE to vote for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for your votes&lt;a href="http://rochester.singliketaylorswift.com/video/rayanna"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;, words cannot even describe!&lt;br /&gt;Voting ends on October 25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are tuning in now, scroll down for more info.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you SO MUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;Love Love Love&lt;br /&gt;Rayanna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8602442915236701479?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8602442915236701479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-100.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8602442915236701479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8602442915236701479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-100.html' title='Post # 100'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1845390156980824940</id><published>2009-10-09T18:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:16:09.242-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fearless Taylor Fan'/><title type='text'>I Love my readers</title><content type='html'>I love my readers because they listen to me and my blabbing on and on about things no one really wants to listen to. I also love my readers because they help me with things. I am not begging, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done a video for a Sing Like Taylor Swift Contest. The winner will get an autographed Fearless box set valued at $150. You videotape yourself singing karaoke to a Taylor Song, send it in, and people vote. The voting is for entertainment purposes only, but it DOES INFLUENCE the judges's opinions. I would be eternally grateful if you would go to &lt;a href="http://www.singliketaylorswift.com"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;. You just click the vote button. No limit on votes, but please don't spend all day just clicking the vote button for me! The winners from 6 different markets will go head to head for a chance at the following:&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Nashville,&lt;br /&gt;Plane Tickets,&lt;br /&gt;Hotel acomodations,&lt;br /&gt;CMA tickets-gold circle,&lt;br /&gt;MEET AND GREET WITH TAYLOR!!!,&lt;br /&gt;Kellie Pickler tickets,&lt;br /&gt;AND a meeting with an executive at Taylor's record company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.singliketaylorswift.com"&gt;PLEASE VOTE&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so so much!!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1845390156980824940?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1845390156980824940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-my-readers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1845390156980824940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1845390156980824940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-my-readers.html' title='I Love my readers'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1058551401445123452</id><published>2009-10-05T16:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:18:27.763-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>Thank you to everyone who wished me a Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a party....&lt;br /&gt;I want to have it around 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No good movies.&lt;br /&gt;Midnight bowling is too late and a lot of the people I want to invite are going anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST invited some people over to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could host the party at the local icecream shop/mini putt putt. It's the best I've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANY IDEAS?!?! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Please get your friends!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I need an idea ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to spend less than $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1058551401445123452?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1058551401445123452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/help.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1058551401445123452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1058551401445123452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1125661352281752115</id><published>2009-10-04T10:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T11:00:38.231-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Wow. This is the first year that I've actually felt myself get older. Weird...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Yaya and Company.&lt;br /&gt;Party is today.&lt;br /&gt;Cheese cake or apple/cherry turn overs!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had cheese cake in forever!!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Rayanna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1125661352281752115?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1125661352281752115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1125661352281752115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1125661352281752115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4190111116231767527</id><published>2009-10-01T17:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:32:28.496-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Best Email EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Family Tree of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: maroon;"&gt;Vincent Van Gogh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dizzy aunt ------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;----------------- Verti Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The brother who ate prunes------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------- Gotta Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The brother who worked at a convenience store ------ Stop N Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The grandfather from Yugoslavia ----------------------------- U Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;His magician uncle ------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-------- Where-diddy Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;His Mexican cousin ------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;---------- A Mee Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The Mexican cousin's American half-brother ------------ Gring Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The nephew who drove a stage coach --------------- Wells-far Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The constipated uncle ------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------- Can't Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The ballroom dancing aunt  ------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-- Tang Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;The bird lover uncle ------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------Flamin Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The fruit-&lt;span&gt;loving cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-----------------------&lt;wbr&gt;--------------- Man Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;An aunt who taught positive thinking ------------------ Way-to-Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The little bouncy nephew ------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;----- Poe Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;A sister who loved disco ------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-------- Go Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;And his niece who travels the country in an RV --- Winnie Bay Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from my Dad. Had to share. Here you go!&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/1980220246284097065-4190111116231767527?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4190111116231767527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-email-ever.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4190111116231767527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4190111116231767527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-email-ever.html' title='Best Email EVER'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-9058277924469605539</id><published>2009-09-23T15:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:55:33.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High school'/><title type='text'>High School is Hard</title><content type='html'>This is just a few Why? retorical questions. I am not complaining, just voicing an opinion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why:&lt;br /&gt;Do kids have to be so to themselves, what's wrong with talking to other people?&lt;br /&gt;Kids feel the need to make out in the hallways- it is disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started writing this, I thought it was going to be a lot longer. But, I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Love love love,&lt;br /&gt;Ranney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-9058277924469605539?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/9058277924469605539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/high-school-is-hard.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/9058277924469605539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/9058277924469605539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/high-school-is-hard.html' title='High School is Hard'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7588264495795282433</id><published>2009-09-19T10:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:39:48.661-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Aunt Lee</title><content type='html'>Yes, when I write a person's name in the Title, they are very important to me.&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt Lee is awesome. She lives in Germany and her birthday is coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Aunt Lee-- I love you, so I am giving you a warning before you read the family blog, read it, it's good, but you've been warned. Hi Ben! You rock! Can't wait to see you guys around December! Rock on Aunt Lee... hahaha. Get it? You're a geologist... hahaha! Of course you get it, you're smart like that! Okay, now I'm losing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya,&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7588264495795282433?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7588264495795282433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/aunt-lee.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7588264495795282433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7588264495795282433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/aunt-lee.html' title='Aunt Lee'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3698172202122528686</id><published>2009-09-14T20:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:07:59.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fearless Taylor Fan'/><title type='text'>Poor Taylor!</title><content type='html'>Kanye West was a TOTAL jerk Sunday night and cut Taylor off! She is so totally gonna have to write a song about that... no seriously! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt; was totally nice and let her finish her speech! It was on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VH&lt;/span&gt;1 awards, Taylor Swift won an award--the only reason I watched....&lt;br /&gt;School's dragging.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3698172202122528686?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3698172202122528686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/poor-taylor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3698172202122528686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3698172202122528686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/poor-taylor.html' title='Poor Taylor!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-2732938294110975505</id><published>2009-09-10T16:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:46:30.216-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>This is why Twitter would be good...</title><content type='html'>This is just an update.&lt;br /&gt;I really like my teachers...&lt;br /&gt;except one that speaks like that preppy teenager...&lt;br /&gt;You KNOW what I'm talking about:&lt;br /&gt;"Like, Oh My God, I am sooooo FABuLOUS! Uh, Like WHATEVER!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm not around most of my old friends... a chance to make new ones!&lt;br /&gt;Love love love,&lt;br /&gt;Rayanna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-2732938294110975505?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2732938294110975505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-why-twitter-would-be-good.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2732938294110975505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2732938294110975505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-why-twitter-would-be-good.html' title='This is why Twitter would be good...'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3093832029014793483</id><published>2009-08-29T14:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:55:11.085-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Facebook; MySpace</title><content type='html'>With each new school year, I keep getting these e-mails-- Please join [Insert Friend's name here] 's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FaceBook&lt;/span&gt; Page!&lt;br /&gt;It's not safe and it's not easy to delete. Plus, when you start job hunting, employers can look at your page and whatever you say.&lt;br /&gt;So, I keep sending them here.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know what I'm up to, what I have to say, etc. come HERE. I can do ALL the Same things here that you can do on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FaceBook&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt; in a much safer way.&lt;br /&gt;STOP sending those stupid emails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Love, Love,&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3093832029014793483?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3093832029014793483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/facebook-myspace.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3093832029014793483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3093832029014793483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/facebook-myspace.html' title='Facebook; MySpace'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7764574428172006577</id><published>2009-08-29T14:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:55:42.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>New Phone!</title><content type='html'>Well, I had an accident with my old phone, so I had to get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;It's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tracfone&lt;/span&gt;. They are affordable- $20 every three months. They do all the same things--Internet, Camera, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bluetooth&lt;/span&gt;, phonebook, calculator, etc.&lt;br /&gt;And although they aren't the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Iphone&lt;/span&gt;, or Voyager, etc., they are that much cheaper, and they still do the same things.&lt;br /&gt;The best part is, their cheap to begin with too, so it's not so bad when you break it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, my parents did NOT tell me to write this, I think it's a great idea, and I love my new phone--PLUS- I get double minutes for the life of the phone! Which means if I buy a 20 minute card, I actually get 40 minutes! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7764574428172006577?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7764574428172006577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-phone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7764574428172006577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7764574428172006577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-phone.html' title='New Phone!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-539606045522152918</id><published>2009-08-25T09:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:51:49.817-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Construction=Me NO function!</title><content type='html'>I am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;It's summer- which means no going to bed early because we have some loud people around and no sleeping in because of all the construction.&lt;br /&gt;I spent last night painting the neighbors' column in their house- they didn't know what to do, so we made an abstract painting with lots of Os and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trapezoids&lt;/span&gt;, spirals, squares, you name it, it's probably there. And by last night, I mean from the minute after dinner 'til midnight!&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;But if I have any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt;, it keeps me up later than I want to be up!&lt;br /&gt;There is no winning here!&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-539606045522152918?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/539606045522152918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/constructionme-no-function.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/539606045522152918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/539606045522152918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/constructionme-no-function.html' title='Construction=Me NO function!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7781428731553666419</id><published>2009-08-16T13:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:32:06.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>School!</title><content type='html'>Well, Friday night we went school shopping- new clothes, new supplies... etc. We weren't done.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I picked up the last of what I thought I needed-- Backpacks are UGLY and there aren't many choices ANYWHERE! They should have a website/store where you can personalize a cool backpack with enough room that won't kill your back!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- I realized that I forgot about a few minor things. Cue trip #4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in 25 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they give us a list of everything we need before school starts- they do a good job, so far, for most of my classes. But there's always that ONE thing they forget, or they don't give you anything you need until after the first day of school. Then they make it an assignment to get the remainder of what you need by the end of the week. But by then, everything is gone, not on sale, and 8 times more expensive. But you don't want to buy extra binders and folders, and dividers because they are already expensive!&lt;br /&gt;DIVIDERS! They're useful, sure, but they are a piece of paper and plastic- for $2/5pack. For MATH ALONE I need 15! I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note: it's Taylor's 10th week at Country Music's Top 20 AT NUMBER ONE with You Belong With Me!!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7781428731553666419?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7781428731553666419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/school.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7781428731553666419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7781428731553666419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/school.html' title='School!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-6166832137727914925</id><published>2009-08-14T07:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:04:01.116-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmares'/><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>Really?! I'm 14 years old and I still get nightmares?!?! I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;This is the story:&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping(duh) and all was peaceful, dreaming. THEN I suddenly at a party(who's- I don't know!). I was with my Dad(No, that's not the scary part! I love my daddy!) and we were about to leave-- we had been there for hours(That's what he said). So, we got in the car, and onto the highway. Now, last time I checked, police cars were NEVER vans! But, I could be wrong.... A van with the letters P O L I C E were written in red, white, and blue.&lt;br /&gt;It was dark in my dream, so I'm guessing that it was really late, so Dad pulled over. BAD IDEA: The "cops" got out, and I was Nancy Drew, and noticed not one police scanner, computer, or anything electronic that would prove that they were really cops.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't see me, but they made my dad get out of the car. In this dream, our car door could open without sound and without looking open, so I got out too.&lt;br /&gt;They opened the side of the van to reveal two shotguns with a giant syringe on the ends.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed civilian clothes in the van, with thousands of prescription drugs.&lt;br /&gt;They told us to keep our arms down, it would only hurt for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to the sound of the sound of the garbage truck- uh, no one under the age of 19 is up yet! Why would you bring your noisy truck that early in the morning?! I was up anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that makes barely any sense. It just scared me.&lt;br /&gt;Moral: don't pull over for white vans, even if you think they might be real police!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll have to stop watching C.S.I. for a little while, at least specific episodes. There are a few when one of the characters wakes up at 3:33 every day, no matter where he is, a phone in his room finds him. Well, EVERYTHING has been waking me up at 3:33. The other day, I went downstairs and got breakfast before I looked at my clock!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-6166832137727914925?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6166832137727914925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/nightmare.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6166832137727914925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6166832137727914925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-146841676429580085</id><published>2009-08-06T21:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:32:49.742-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Okay, so...</title><content type='html'>Megan Fox Day was Tuesday, not Wednesday. My bad.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I mowed the lawn, it wasn't so bad though.&lt;br /&gt;Buddy got his braces on today. He doesn't like them too much.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift had the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; most sold album! Next to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MJ's&lt;/span&gt; Number Ones (no, it's not a typo).... She is also the FIRST person to have the same single in the Music's top 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt; in both COUNTRY and pop, which she describes as a "spillover," NOT a crossover!&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the shortest blog yet, but it's all important, fragmented stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Love love love&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-146841676429580085?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/146841676429580085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-so.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/146841676429580085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/146841676429580085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-so.html' title='Okay, so...'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1279755303767949347</id><published>2009-08-05T12:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:52:28.789-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Are you kidding?'/><title type='text'>Megan Fox</title><content type='html'>It is true-all mention of Megan Fox is BANNED from many male websites today. Many magazines are saying it is because she is just "too beautiful and talented," and apparently "Megan is too much of a good thing." Why are they making such a big deal about it? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Congratulations&lt;/span&gt; to her for helping rake in an amazing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$708,272,592&lt;/span&gt; on the first Transformer movie and an UNBELIEVABLE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$809,898,828 &lt;/span&gt;on Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen! She's in Hollywood for a reason. Why are the making SUCH A BIG DEAL?!&lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transformers_%28film%29#cite_note-boxmojo-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1279755303767949347?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1279755303767949347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/megan-fox.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1279755303767949347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1279755303767949347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/megan-fox.html' title='Megan Fox'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1143571686165347341</id><published>2009-08-03T10:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:31:07.013-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fearless Taylor Fan'/><title type='text'>CONCERT!</title><content type='html'>I learned that the concert was an afterthought in her tour. It is not shown on the back of my T shirt or on her &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/taylorswift"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.taylorswift.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. She was amazing-- she SHOULD have been the entire show...(Kieth Urban's old, we're sick of him, why does he get 3 hours?!?)! The concert was not sold out despite what &lt;a href="http://www.ticketmaster.com"&gt;ticketmaster&lt;/a&gt; said, the seats that were up against the wall on either side of the stage had only a few people. Nicole Kidman was supposedly there- didn't see her. I stood in line for an hour to get my T shirt because people would be in line for 20 minutes, complain, then jump out in front of me. I honestly don't know why the kids at my school don't LOVE her like I do! She's great to listen to, but in person, she's SO much better! And the sarcasm in that girl! You gotta love her!! I will definitely be at the concert next year!&lt;br /&gt;The only downside, that they have been noticing for throughout the tour, is that the band and back up vocals tend to drown Taylor out at times in upbeat songs. But knowing that this is her first tour, she should be better than ever next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~Rayanna~&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/1980220246284097065-1143571686165347341?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1143571686165347341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/concert.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1143571686165347341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1143571686165347341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/concert.html' title='CONCERT!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-6914812086528338823</id><published>2009-07-31T21:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:50:46.113-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Tickets!</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 3:30 A.M. to my cats screaming at each other. Not fun.&lt;br /&gt;I officially woke up(actually got my lazy butt out of bed) around 7:00. The COFFEE CLUB! It starts at 5:30, where they would be giving away Meet and Greet tickets!&lt;br /&gt;Dad thankfully had been listening. They didn't give them away until 9:45- No win.&lt;br /&gt;Mom bought me tickets when I thought I couldn't go to the drawing.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to a town near by where they were giving tickets to the Kieth Urban Back Stage experience(he talks, signs stuff, plays for a group of 50 people, signs his guitar and gives it away.)- No win. Why exactly do you have to be 18 to enter a ticket giveaway? I understand 13 and older, some of the music is kind of iffy. I understand 16, then you can drive and pretty much make all decisions for your self. What's different about 18-- you can vote, FOR president, NOT Music Stations.... Good thing my mom bought me tickets!&lt;br /&gt;I like to go to drawings and stuff like that. It's fun for me. I dressed up like Taylor Swift (my neighbors think I have her hair) in my new boots and hat, make up, just missing the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not saying that I'm exactly "Megan Fox, Drew Barrymore, or Taylor Swift Beautiful," but people were staring. I don't mind- I actually find my self doing it too. What I think is a little weird is the gaping mouth, chin out, snooty look. I came home, lazy and tired, didn't want to take off my make up, so I went with my mom to pick up some ice cream(I went a little crazy- 1 scoop cookie dough), there were more stairs.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-6914812086528338823?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6914812086528338823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/tickets.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6914812086528338823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6914812086528338823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/tickets.html' title='Tickets!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-2897220245010635028</id><published>2009-07-30T21:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:00:11.104-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>O Me O Mi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SnJQJWBHlqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8B9QxU1MTjs/s1600-h/Ranney%27s+boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SnJQJWBHlqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8B9QxU1MTjs/s320/Ranney%27s+boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364438227610998434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I've been obsessed with my guitar lately, I love it. It's my life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a rut. I have chords in cool sequences, cool ideas, and I CAN'T put them together. Well, maybe it's because I keep making up chords that are so amazing and I don't know what they are yet! Yes, I've been playing while watching TV, just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;My parents anniversary was tonight!&lt;br /&gt;I need to start:&lt;br /&gt;Studying for next year.&lt;br /&gt;Calling the girls for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping more.&lt;br /&gt;I got the most amazing boots EVER from ALLOY.COM! It's been a pain breaking them in, but it's so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've watch CMT and GAC so much, I practically know what song they're gonna play next....&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-2897220245010635028?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2897220245010635028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-me-o-mi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2897220245010635028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2897220245010635028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-me-o-mi.html' title='O Me O Mi'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SnJQJWBHlqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8B9QxU1MTjs/s72-c/Ranney%27s+boots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8279438765560123998</id><published>2009-07-29T17:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:12:25.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fearless Taylor Fan'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift!</title><content type='html'>I'm currently listening to Taylor Swift on my favorite station- &lt;a href="http://www.wbee.com/"&gt;WBEE&lt;/a&gt;! She is doing a "confrence call" type thing, basically she's talking to Billy Kydd about her song writing, her past boyfriends, and the concert she'll be doing with KEITH URBAN (OH MY GOD!!) and about this hilarious video.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, I can't upload it but you can watch Taylor Swift's Thug Story on &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/videos/shows/cmt-music-awards-2009/401599/thug-story.jhtml"&gt;cmt.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh we got cable yesterday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8279438765560123998?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8279438765560123998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/taylor-swift.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8279438765560123998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8279438765560123998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/taylor-swift.html' title='Taylor Swift!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5226758762861662240</id><published>2009-07-24T20:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:35:50.915-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>As the wise say, Live= Learn</title><content type='html'>Dad taught me how to mow a couple of weeks ago, so today I thought I would mow the lawn. This is where the title comes into play:&lt;br /&gt;Lessons Learned:&lt;br /&gt;1. NEVER volunteer to mow without pay EVER EVER again!&lt;br /&gt;2. Mowing is a good work out&lt;br /&gt;3. Yard obstacles are hard- I guess hence the name- OBSTACLES&lt;br /&gt;4. Grass stains EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;5. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mosquitos&lt;/span&gt; can smell if you've been bitten a hundred times and then get you again.&lt;br /&gt;6. Holding a vibrating lawn mower for an hour really starts to hurt after a while!&lt;br /&gt;7. I love my Dad A LOT, and I want him to finish his den already.&lt;br /&gt;8. I get bored really easily- I'm already bored- I need to keep moving&lt;br /&gt;I found the cutest peace bracelet ever today! I bought it. I rarely buy jewelry and when I do it is always bracelets. I love bracelets mostly because I hate the way wrists look. Not just mine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt;, they're weird!&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to the World wide web to search for my dream guitar(well, my secondary dream guitar, the one I'm in love with is $4K! Wow, I have good taste, but seeing as I would never make that much playing it, I'm off to search).&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5226758762861662240?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5226758762861662240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-wise-say-live-learn.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5226758762861662240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5226758762861662240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-wise-say-live-learn.html' title='As the wise say, Live= Learn'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-73921243229215452</id><published>2009-07-21T10:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:42:18.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babbling'/><title type='text'>OH MY GOD!</title><content type='html'>I JUST got the go ahead to take my retainer out! That means I perfect teeth! It may not seem important to you, but that also means I won't have a single glare in the middle of my ID photo for first time three years!(hence the OH MY GOD!)&lt;br /&gt;My projection just got a whole lot better too!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-73921243229215452?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/73921243229215452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/73921243229215452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/73921243229215452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my-god.html' title='OH MY GOD!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-340231553133096835</id><published>2009-07-20T16:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:11:14.762-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Movie Review-- The New harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Okay, so first, The NEW MOON trailer is all screwy! Bella isn't supposed to have a baby until the 4 book! Jake cut his HAIR! AH(BTW: He's still way hotter than Edward!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie....&lt;br /&gt;Harry cut his hair too. It was all choppy, and unexplained- to the point if you didn't read the books, you weren't gonna get it! They also stopped in the middle of the book. Emma Watson isn't in it as much as she should be, well that's because she's a diva. She got a stalker(creepy, but JUST ONE), and she was sick of it after doing 6 years of Wizardry. They caught her in a contract, but she was awful in the second half-- her heart was not in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Snape&lt;/span&gt; killed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/span&gt;(duh!). They don't explain why that's a good thing. Harry realizes he needs Hermione and Ron, movie ENDS.&lt;br /&gt;I give it a 4. It's essential to the story line, but I'd wait to rent it.&lt;br /&gt;The last book will be split into two movies.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read at least the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; book, forget it, you aren't going to get anything in the last three movies.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-340231553133096835?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/340231553133096835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-review-new-harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/340231553133096835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/340231553133096835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-review-new-harry-potter.html' title='Movie Review-- The New harry Potter'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1051209948325178936</id><published>2009-07-18T16:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:10:00.846-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>Just one girl's opinion on today's world...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so many topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fashion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are Girl's shirts so long now? If they wanted to cover down to their knees, they'd buy dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Why are guy's pants SO baggy! I don't care if you buy your underwear at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abercrombie&lt;/span&gt; and Fitch, I DON'T want to see it! Buy a BELT(I know, it's a new concept- it's long, goes into your pants and holds them ABOVE your but!)!&lt;br /&gt;Why do people wear scarves in the middle of the HOTTEST day of the summer? I mean, if I found a really cute scarf, I'd probably never want to take it off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ethier&lt;/span&gt;, but COME ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people think it's okay to take all the short cuts when building a house?&lt;br /&gt;Why does a phone company not have the parts and people it needs to install a connection, when they know new houses are coming?&lt;br /&gt;Why do so many people think that just because we don't have a speed limit sign, that there isn't a speed limit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we need it?&lt;br /&gt;How do people not throw themselves off cliffs just for fun?&lt;br /&gt;Why is there NOTHING TO DO?&lt;br /&gt;Why is there not a bus or something to take us to the movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you still reading?&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening to my ranting, Have a nice day, I hope you come back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1051209948325178936?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1051209948325178936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-one-girls-opinion-on-todays-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1051209948325178936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1051209948325178936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-one-girls-opinion-on-todays-world.html' title='Just one girl&apos;s opinion on today&apos;s world...'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5920183127544029619</id><published>2009-07-14T12:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T12:43:58.214-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>New Songs</title><content type='html'>Summer means thinking. I think about all sorts of things. I've been writing songs. Lots of them. Their pretty cool, it keeps me busy, and gets weird things off my mind, like trying to fit it. Fit into what?! I'm sitting in my Dad's den writing a blog with my brother upstairs. I don't know, maybe I'm crazy, maybe its just me.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5920183127544029619?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5920183127544029619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-songs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5920183127544029619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5920183127544029619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-songs.html' title='New Songs'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4667298003488141939</id><published>2009-07-12T21:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:30:40.947-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Post #75!</title><content type='html'>I wish I had something cool to talk all about, but I have nothing. YAYA came over and we hung out as I talked her ear off.&lt;br /&gt;I finished that horrible book for school and the project with it.&lt;br /&gt;I got my very white-walled grandmother to pick colors for me to paint in her house.&lt;br /&gt;I got a journal for crappy fragmented posts like this....&lt;br /&gt;I had a Graduation party to go to, that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I get to be bored all next week! Yay. :(&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4667298003488141939?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4667298003488141939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-75.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4667298003488141939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4667298003488141939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-75.html' title='Post #75!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3875813920397302723</id><published>2009-07-09T13:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:10:51.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Back to the FUTURE!</title><content type='html'>Our house number is in the 1700s, so we keep joking we live in 17__ because we have had no phone, Internet, or cable for the last 7 weeks- no exaggeration. We are set now.&lt;br /&gt;Reason for the Dilemma: Frontier didn't have the right parts to fix our connection. They are supposed to be a phone company.... shouldn't they have these parts?!&lt;br /&gt;The DEF LEPPARD concert was AMAZING. Our lawn tickets were 100% better than our shell tickets! The money for the tickets was well worth it, even just for the people watching: a girl was 7 feet tall(NO JOKE!) and I have a binder that was thicker that her!&lt;br /&gt;My cousins came up from North Carolina with pictures from a Taylor Swift concert- FRONT ROW! So jealous....&lt;br /&gt;I am almost done with the most AWFUL mandatory school book EVER....&lt;br /&gt;Transformers II is the Must See Movie of the Year!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got my report card back... 97.9 Average!&lt;br /&gt;There are so many movies I've seen whose reviews will not be written... Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a party in August and I made cute little 3x5 invitations that I screwed up on so I had to redo, and then today I got a letter with 1/2 the invitations back from the post office saying that they were too small to send through the mail. To be sent, they must be 3 AND 1/2 x5! Are you KIDDING ME?!?! Well, she did send the other ones....&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3875813920397302723?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3875813920397302723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-future.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3875813920397302723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3875813920397302723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-future.html' title='Back to the FUTURE!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7457875453204186868</id><published>2009-06-21T20:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:55:04.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>I wonder how many people have stopped reading my blog because I haven't been posting....&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry. I haven't had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;, cable, or phone. I have missed my blog and &lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YaYa's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;blog so much.&lt;br /&gt;Moving is a pain. Well, let be begin.&lt;br /&gt;The night I was supposed to sleepover at G's house, the movers came. They packed one load, and broke the stairs in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt;, so they only go the one load! I had to go home and help move stuff.&lt;br /&gt;After that, it's been a whirl wind, a blur, a fuzzy memory that I keep reliving, every day! All I can remember doing is moving boxes in from our garage, with each box, a new piece of garage showed.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a couple of songs- fairly good, I'd rather not share... people steal other people's work.&lt;br /&gt;I had my finals, my AP test was BEYOND easy!&lt;br /&gt;We moved some more, we painted, we moved some more.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's summer.&lt;br /&gt;The Thirteenth Tale is the MOST BORING BOOK I've read- EVER! And even worse, I HAVE to read it so I can go into English 10 Honors next year....&lt;br /&gt;We've been without cable, phone, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; for the last month or so. Dad's so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;irritated&lt;/span&gt; he might switch from Frontier to Time Warner Cable(of which he's sworn he would NEVER do...).&lt;br /&gt;I hope all my readers have missed me, sorry I've been neglecting my blog... again....&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7457875453204186868?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7457875453204186868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7457875453204186868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7457875453204186868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3015315543342270433</id><published>2009-05-28T21:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:55:39.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>Sorry the lap top is still at our old house, we are moving into our new house now. We got a cat from our neighbors that kept her in a cold wet box in the open garage with with the wind blowing and paint on her tail. I love my new bus. My new neighbors(not where we got the cat) are really cool. They call me Taylor Swift... funny, that's all that's on my Ipod!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Painted my room.&lt;br /&gt;I just had my last chorus concert of the year:( Drama Girl said some one said she was off= me dealing with her bawling.... Seniors were said!&lt;br /&gt;I have a makeup lesson tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to do a Summer reading project for English 10 honors on either Wicked, My sister's keeper, or two other choices... I can't remember. It's due the first day of school, hand it in the 2nd, and you get a zero!&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep over at G.'s house. I haven't been to a sleepover in 2 years not including&lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com/"&gt; Yaya.&lt;/a&gt;.. I always throw them.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3015315543342270433?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3015315543342270433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/moving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3015315543342270433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3015315543342270433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8487285273964033499</id><published>2009-05-21T18:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:56:18.335-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Closed</title><content type='html'>We just closed on the house! It's ours now! To get more info, go &lt;a href="http://thebainbridgechronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8487285273964033499?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8487285273964033499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/closed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8487285273964033499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8487285273964033499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/closed.html' title='Closed'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-6320366016770643202</id><published>2009-05-20T15:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:58:41.750-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blabbing'/><title type='text'>Fragmented</title><content type='html'>After posting almost everyday, I have blog ideas ALL THE TIME now!! I'm going to put them below.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Today: I got 19 points in archery! It was backwards scoring, so forward scoring would be 53!!! My &lt;a href="http://thebainbridgechronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;dad's&lt;/a&gt;  first volley ball game of the season is tonight! As much as I would really love to go, I'm more of a painting girl tonight with Mommy at the new house.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: Piper(my cat) escaped- I don't know for how long, but we found her 30 feet from our house at 11:00. She's fine. She's NOT an outdoor cat.... When she was little, she got outside and hid under the car tire-Mom found her- she was fine then too. Our neighbors, whose house they started after ours, moved in. We haven't even closed yet!&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Dream:&lt;br /&gt;I had a really weird dream a couple of nights ago. The Geico cave man came out of the woods behind my new house and I was living there. He was wearing a yellow rain coat, boots, hat, and the UMBRELLA! He held up a gun and shot--just the air. He ran over to the neighbors and shot them all :(. He came back the next day, when there were cops there taking care of the case and caught him.... Weird... I wonder what it means.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;CTS:Chronic Texting Syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;I created it. It PERFECTLY describes my school. There are girls that will hold it next to their hip and text, just under their desks, in their bags, in their BOOTS! ANYTHING they can do, just to read the few words on a tiny screen written by the person they'll see in 15-30 minutes. We have two spots that you're allowed to text, during school hours- the cafeteria and the front door. I am not afflicted... mostly because the only people I ever text are my &lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;cousin&lt;/a&gt; and my&lt;a href="http://thebainbridgechronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt; dad&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;I have NO homework tonight!!! Woo HOO!&lt;br /&gt;I had other ideas but now I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-6320366016770643202?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6320366016770643202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/fragmented.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6320366016770643202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6320366016770643202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/fragmented.html' title='Fragmented'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4170949844963694154</id><published>2009-05-15T16:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:48:01.794-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>Angry</title><content type='html'>This week, I will copy &lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com"&gt;Yaya's&lt;/a&gt; Idea of venting through letters in my blog. My week has been nothing out of the ordinary, Ghost Whisperer is on tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ryan Homes,&lt;br /&gt;Currently, my family is building a house with you. We have been waiting for more than a year and a half, we were not originally happy with your work... until we made you fix it(thank you!). We were supposed to move in this weekend, that didn't happen because of our mortgage company, that is not your fault. However, it is your fault that you decided to hydro-seed our lawn AGAINST what you said you would do- hydro-seed once we move it when you know it needs to be keep moist--requiring daily watering. Note to you: WE AREN'T THERE TO WATER IT! Not to say we aren't there everyday inspecting anyway, but nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;Angrily,&lt;br /&gt;Rayanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear HP Company,&lt;br /&gt;My family has now bought TWO(2) laptop computers from your company. BOTH of which have gotten the charger adapter, located IN the computer, broken. It costs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 2oo dollars to fix, per computer. Now you may believe that it is my fault that these pieces were broken on the aforementioned laptops, but it is not, I take ginger, protective care over my laptops because I realize that they are expensive and resourceful. Neither my family or I will be purchasing another HP because both of these computers lasted no more than 3 years. Now, let me point out that out Toshiba laptop computer has lasted a 5 year period, out-lived both of the HP computers, has had NO problems whatsoever, and can load pages much faster. However, if you manage to figure out a way to compensate me by paying for my these computers to be fixed, I will recall all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;Angrily,&lt;br /&gt;Rayanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I've had a good day and a good week. I just needed to get this out!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4170949844963694154?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4170949844963694154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/angry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4170949844963694154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4170949844963694154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/angry.html' title='Angry'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1337987408173363670</id><published>2009-05-11T16:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:33:31.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blabbing'/><title type='text'>Extra Energy</title><content type='html'>Monday, blah. I don't like Mondays the only thing that ever makes Mondays better is House and Big BANG Theory. Homework doesn't help much! Living environment- Test Corrections, Spanish- Two long activities, English- 3 paragraph essay, AP World- essay, -two readings, Algebra-none. I have had SO much EXTRA energy! I want to run around to get rid of it, but I do homework as soon as I get home. My leg has been bouncing all day, today was really short, but I was so bored, my classes are so boring, they aren't challenging at all! That's all for today!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1337987408173363670?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1337987408173363670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/extra-energy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1337987408173363670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1337987408173363670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/extra-energy.html' title='Extra Energy'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3345603515875375473</id><published>2009-05-08T18:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:02:02.909-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Ah Friday!</title><content type='html'>This week has been stressful with the events currently affecting my school. Tonight is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight- Ghost Whisperer- Vampires! I think it'll be a little like Twilight in a way-Good. Tune into channel 8 at 8:00 if you wish(tonight). Maybe Bride Wars... if I can talk my mommy into it(if you're reading this- I love you Mommy!). EVERYONE is going to the theater tonight! All the new movies- Star Trek, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Xmen&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow- Junior Prom. Being a non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;slutty&lt;/span&gt; freshman(un-like all the freshman girls that are going), I'm not going. Ah, but my EX &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; M. is going with one of her two boyfriends. A senior caught her making out with a senior and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; blew her in to her freshman boyfriend... he he he. She's going. I'm guessing the 'Anti-prom' is at the theater again.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- MOTHERS Day- (I love you &lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- I'm sorry). I got my mom a REALLY cool gift and she's worried about WHEN I got it... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;! Sorry for all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ellipses&lt;/span&gt;... I stayed after school today(YES ON A FRIDAY) to start my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; benchmark that I missed while I was on Vacation so my grammar is SHOT!&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3345603515875375473?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3345603515875375473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/ah-friday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3345603515875375473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3345603515875375473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/ah-friday.html' title='Ah Friday!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4034265569367782311</id><published>2009-05-06T17:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:03:10.209-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Wal-Mart</title><content type='html'>I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart last night(home of the Taylor Swift clothing line!!) and I bought both Taylor Swift albums!! I'm multi-tasking and listening to them right now. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bizarre&lt;/span&gt; cough at the moment so I'm not so great at singing.... I ran into Kyle, Carly, and Kirsten there. We talked forever! I love talking to kids outside of school. I love Taylor Swift! She's so talented and still down to Earth! So much drama at school right now- I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4034265569367782311?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4034265569367782311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/wal-mart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4034265569367782311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4034265569367782311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/wal-mart.html' title='Wal-Mart'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1707503833233720418</id><published>2009-05-05T16:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:03:54.353-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Total Movie Moment</title><content type='html'>I'm not the only one that thinks the clothes I wear are cute. I went into school today with my 2nd best pair of jeans, a fairly thick gray long sleeved shirt, and a very bright pink summer dress from Wal-Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movies, you see two girls wearing the same thing and fighting with each other. That happened to me today, except without the fight, the most popular 10th grader(who is really nice) was wearing the same thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have a lot of these 'Movie Moments' this year, I guess these movies aren't so wrong after all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1707503833233720418?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1707503833233720418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/total-movie-moment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1707503833233720418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1707503833233720418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/total-movie-moment.html' title='Total Movie Moment'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7498751204674706023</id><published>2009-05-04T19:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:05:47.279-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Little 'bout Me</title><content type='html'>Sounds like a country song... I just thought you should know a little bit more about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Name: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickname:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ranney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family: Mom+Dad, brother, 1 dog 2 cats.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite drink: Diet Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;Favorite breakfast: cold Pizza Hut Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Favorite dinner: hot Pizza Hut Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Favorite sit down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;: Chili's!&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Fast food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;: Burger King&lt;br /&gt;Past times: Drawing, painting, doodling, writing, reading, watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't live without my: family/friends network.&lt;br /&gt;Thing most teens use but I don't: my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;(that much...), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tracfone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet peeve: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; in class, being a jerk, posers.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite music:Country!&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Artists: Taylor Swift, De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vinci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite candy: M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;School classes: Spanish II, AP world history, English 9, Algebra 9, Living Environment Honors.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally scared of: MOTHS! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt;! SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;Some thing I could change about my self: taller, just a couple of inches, I'm not asking for Magic Johnson here people!&lt;br /&gt;Something I wish I could do: artwork like my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite state I've been to: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Massachusetts&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Berkshires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite thing to do: journaling&lt;br /&gt;Summer: travel&lt;br /&gt;Spring:campfires(well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;s'mores&lt;/span&gt; in the backyard)&lt;br /&gt;Winter: need warmth&lt;br /&gt;Fall: PARTY!(Birthday)&lt;br /&gt;Something you would not know about me: I'm a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;klutz&lt;/span&gt;. Example: I have instant karma, and I broke my arm snowboarding on a sled at age 7.&lt;br /&gt;~Me in a nutshell-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7498751204674706023?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7498751204674706023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-bout-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7498751204674706023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7498751204674706023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-bout-me.html' title='Little &apos;bout Me'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3802894354326882987</id><published>2009-05-02T20:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:07:25.085-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Teens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SfzuOl58lnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xCQb0fRmaTE/s1600-h/Yaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331397993360561778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SfzuOl58lnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xCQb0fRmaTE/s320/Yaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was little, my parents would all make fun of the 16 year olds that had poor conduct at the fast food resturants by our house. Now its so weird because the group of kids I know just quadrupled, so I know them! I don't think I'll ever get used to that. Oh, I also saw a senior and a freshman in the icecream place we just went to. F.Y. I. -I'm basic small, soft-serve vanilla! It'll be even worse when I'm a senior! Now here's the actual button from Yaya! I'm going to watch &lt;em&gt;Legally Blonde&lt;/em&gt; now! Talk to you guys later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3802894354326882987?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3802894354326882987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/teens.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3802894354326882987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3802894354326882987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/teens.html' title='Teens'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SfzuOl58lnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xCQb0fRmaTE/s72-c/Yaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5969574305796804199</id><published>2009-05-02T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:56:14.370-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Done.</title><content type='html'>I am done getting caught up, well, not English. My English teacher said I could make it up tomorrow during lunch on Wednesday. Then she wasn't there on Thursday, so I couldn't take it. Then she was there on Friday and she said she would let me take it and put it in my folder. She didn't put it in my folder, and she wasn't there to explain. Needless to say... I didn't take it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yaya&lt;/a&gt; got me this button!!-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much homework to do. Gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5969574305796804199?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5969574305796804199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/done.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5969574305796804199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5969574305796804199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/done.html' title='Done.'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1942189775821414975</id><published>2009-04-30T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:15:39.567-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babbling'/><title type='text'>Guitars</title><content type='html'>I miss my guitar. I haven't played it in days! I have had so many things to make up and do to stay with the rest of the class. It isn't tiring, no, it's more like a brain workout.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I spent 5 hours on homework. Rewrite for English, 3X over(my Spanish II classmates were talk talk talking again= whole vocab list X3- hand written), Spanish Project, Spanish Activities 8, 9, 10, Study for Living Environment tests, AP: 15 note cards, 6 note cards.&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to my Ipod on the way to school today and there were ALL my favorite songs(Taylor Swift) in a row, then then a slow, sad song came on, I was like Ugg. SKIP!&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored, I want to play my guitar, I am ALMOST done with my first 3 minute(a little over) song and I want to finish it!!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1942189775821414975?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1942189775821414975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/guitars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1942189775821414975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1942189775821414975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/guitars.html' title='Guitars'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-9192865149562677180</id><published>2009-04-27T16:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:25:04.423-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>OBX Overall</title><content type='html'>The Outerbanks was great, despite the ONE trash can and the THREE clocks on the 3rd floor ONLY! My nail polish is so cool! I love it! Everyone thought I came back from Europe... I WISH!! I'm practically all caught up with everything! I'll probably be a little skimpy on the blogging this week, I have a HUGE project for AP:World, it's practically 1/2 of my grade! It is SOO hot today!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-9192865149562677180?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/9192865149562677180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/obx-overall.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/9192865149562677180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/9192865149562677180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/obx-overall.html' title='OBX Overall'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5504187390982810572</id><published>2009-04-24T13:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:12:41.093-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Day #5- Pirates</title><content type='html'>Today I helped with a bouquet and boutonnieres, my cousin Erica got married today. Their Reverend looked EXACTLY like Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pirates of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was really weird, red tie, black leather coat, pinstripe pants, pirate-like shoes. Oh well. Seagulls flew over them as the kissed, it was so cool. Today is the last day we have to do actual stuff, we leave tomorrow. I miss my baby Piper.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5504187390982810572?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5504187390982810572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-5-pirates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5504187390982810572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5504187390982810572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-5-pirates.html' title='Day #5- Pirates'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-2243281555218522811</id><published>2009-04-23T10:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:34:42.027-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Day #4</title><content type='html'>Stuff I left out of Wednesday's post: we went to DQ, yum, Midnight Truffle! We also climbed up and down the 214 steps of the Currituck Lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;Today is day 4. We stayed at the house mostly today. We went to Sonic and the Kitty Hawk strip of little 'Ma&amp;amp;Pa' stores. I bought my nail polish from Del Sol- it's peach and in the sun it's red. Really cool! Oh, I also bought more Taffy- I was running out of good flavors, the new stuff is REALLY sticky. I think the best thing about here, other than the beach is the names of the houses, for example:&lt;br /&gt;Duck:&lt;br /&gt;Aquaduck(blue house)&lt;br /&gt;Duck a la orange(Orange house)&lt;br /&gt;Duck duck Goose&lt;br /&gt;Corolla:&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms(trade marked logo and everything)&lt;br /&gt;O'aces&lt;br /&gt;Island Paradise(Redundant!)&lt;br /&gt;Corolla: Where we are staying. The locals pronounce it like Ku-rah-luh. I found a really cool sticker the looked like a dictionary definition:&lt;br /&gt;Corolla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ku-rah-luh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A small drinking town with a slight fishing problem.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was cute.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-2243281555218522811?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2243281555218522811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-4.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2243281555218522811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2243281555218522811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-4.html' title='Day #4'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8321407868120051058</id><published>2009-04-21T15:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:02:19.051-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Day #2/Day #3</title><content type='html'>DAY #2&lt;br /&gt;That was yesterday. I bought a snorkeling duck and Salt Water taffy. MMM... I love Salt Water taffy, but this taffy is a little less flavorful than, say, Michigan Salt Water Taffy. I am getting REALLY good at Euchre. We did some water color and I have a quote for that "Sometimes, while painting, the napkin you use to soak up the water looks better than the picture." I am sure that's my personal quote because I've never heard it anywhere else. We watched Marley and Me, I cried. That's it, so I'm going to put Day #3 in so it's not so short!&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;DAY #3&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to TimBuck II today, again, and found Go Karts, I lost, almost got lapped I was so behind. I blame the short track, my brakes didn't work, and the guy shut us down early because we kept bumping into each other. We had burgers for lunch with REALLY good bacon! Mmm.... I am using way too many mms I really want some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&amp;amp;M&lt;/span&gt;s. Half the females in the house(Family vacation-20 people) are going to the spa tomorrow. For $45 for pedicure, I'll stay home, or buy really cool &lt;a href="http://delsol.com/"&gt;color-changing nail polish&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8321407868120051058?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8321407868120051058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-2day-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8321407868120051058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8321407868120051058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-2day-3.html' title='Day #2/Day #3'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4929449114198872703</id><published>2009-04-19T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:27:14.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Day #1</title><content type='html'>Day one was boring, just driving and driving and driving. We stopped at McDonalds, Wendy's and Pizzazz Pizzaria for Dinner. We arrived at 7:00 last night. We are now in North Carolina. Sorry this post is so short, but we are now in the presence of BLUE BELL ice cream and Drive-up Sonic resturants! The plan for today is SHOPPING. The rest of the week will hold more Shopping, hot tubbing, Sonic, Bluebell, the Spa, the pool, and the Ocean!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4929449114198872703?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4929449114198872703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4929449114198872703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4929449114198872703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-1.html' title='Day #1'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-2627859527424402955</id><published>2009-04-17T16:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:01:36.717-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>We leave tonight, well, tomorrow at 4 a.m. Traveling on our vacations is very important to our family. We've been to so many places....&lt;br /&gt;My favorite vacations:&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing:&lt;br /&gt;1. Berkshires&lt;br /&gt;2. Outer Banks&lt;br /&gt;3. Downtown(if our hometown counts!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Illinois-St. Louis&lt;br /&gt;Not so relaxing:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cedar Point&lt;br /&gt;2. Universal Studios&lt;br /&gt;3. Vegas&lt;br /&gt;4. Disney World&lt;br /&gt;5. San Antonio(Haven't been since I was 4! Can't really remember!)&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all of them!&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for daily updates on the vacation to the Outer Banks!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-2627859527424402955?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2627859527424402955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/vacation.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2627859527424402955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2627859527424402955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-2799217668529419833</id><published>2009-04-15T17:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:28:33.492-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistic Moment'/><title type='text'>I Have to Start Somewhere</title><content type='html'>Whenever I watch too much TV(like this week), I want to write so badly about something that a lot of people would like(like now), and yet, I have NO ideas. To hopefully inspire me, here's a free-verse poem(no rhyming, essentially boring, but still considered a poem) to tell you my dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What to Write?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What to write? What to write?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Science Fiction will too soon be no longer be Fiction, just a disappointment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fairy Tales almost never come true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plays are too hard to get people to read,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Non-Fiction is boring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Musicals require too much creativity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ballads are usually corny,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poems are too short,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Essays are too long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I'll go write another blog post about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Original poem by Rayanna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Inspiration: Shel Silverstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-2799217668529419833?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2799217668529419833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-to-start-somewhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2799217668529419833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2799217668529419833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-to-start-somewhere.html' title='I Have to Start Somewhere'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8355063273103640968</id><published>2009-04-14T18:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:31:37.350-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Daily'/><title type='text'>Saturn Commercial</title><content type='html'>This is the funniest commercial on television sets everywhere. With the Recession, many car companies are offering to take the car back if you lose your job and cannot pay for it, so this bug-eyed black guy(NOT racist, just his description) sits on a stool stating the following(with some paraphrasing):&lt;br /&gt;"So now car companies are offering to take your car back if you lose your job. I think that sounds like the worst day ever. Hi Honey, I'm home, lost my job, don't have a car, what's for dinner?"&lt;br /&gt;It is hilarious because that's exactly what I thought when I first heard these commercials, and the end of the last sentence is cheerful while the rest of it is mumbling! I'd post the rest, but I can't remember it!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8355063273103640968?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8355063273103640968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturn-commercial.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8355063273103640968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8355063273103640968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturn-commercial.html' title='Saturn Commercial'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4982884689713109302</id><published>2009-04-12T10:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:22:46.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>A little Repetitive, but Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>We opened our really cool aquatic Easter eggs. Mom and Dad are still sleeping on this somewhat chilly Sunday morning. We have a family party to go to today. I got a really cool watercolor set for the Outer banks. There really is much to say, three weeks(supposedly) until we move, slooooowwwwwlllllyyyyyyyyy packing up stuff. Buddy's room is cleaner than it ever has been, we sold his bookshelf on CRAIGSLIST. It's nice, it's cleaner than mine! Have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM THOUGHT: Why does Cotton Candy taste so good, but it smells like Port-a-Potties? Eww.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4982884689713109302?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4982884689713109302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-repetitive-but-happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4982884689713109302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4982884689713109302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-repetitive-but-happy-easter.html' title='A little Repetitive, but Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8915347644780570666</id><published>2009-04-09T15:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:44:34.282-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boredom'/><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/Sd5PSKdYA6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/TaPPIWjjUHc/s1600-h/Ranney.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/Sd5PSKdYA6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/TaPPIWjjUHc/s320/Ranney.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322778983062307746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some pictures for Easter that I thought were funny because it goes with our &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://thebainbridgechronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt;. During my tests today everyone kept talk talk talking! It was so annoying! Here comes my week off. Whoo hoo. I've already made up over half of my work. Today, I took my Test while everyone else took their Quizzes in math. She didn't know if it would be enough time because classes will be shortened when everyone takes the test. Now, I work slower than most in math, but it took me from as soon as I got into the room until the end of the announcements. It definitely won't be enough time for them. I think I did really well! We'll see.... Two weeks, no school, all boredom. Any ideas about how to be not so bored? Please leave them in the Comments! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Click on the word house above to learn about our house if you can't see the hyperlink line. I couldn't so I here's the note!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8915347644780570666?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8915347644780570666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8915347644780570666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8915347644780570666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/Sd5PSKdYA6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/TaPPIWjjUHc/s72-c/Ranney.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5690735485708454286</id><published>2009-04-07T19:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:45:01.808-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catch up... like always'/><title type='text'>Finally Almost Done!</title><content type='html'>I've had a project and quite a bit of homework. Spring break is coming up (Whoo Hoo, a WHOLE WEEK of boredom!!!) I have two more days to get all the work I need to go on Vacation! I am done making up gym classes. I am done with all the math homework- I would be missing 5 homework sheets, being gone, but to catch me up, my teacher got rid of the 3 for the rest of the week and gave me three instead of the 8. I take the MAJOR Test on Thursday while the other kids take the major QUIZ, my test will count twice. I love my Math teacher! I have to go get my topic for my AP project... fun, the day after I complete the project that is due that day. I have to meet her in the ISS room and she, knowing that I am a good student, attempted to give me directions to the room near the math hall way. She went on and on today... "I'll meet you in the deep cave of ISS," and "I'll see you in ISS(scary accent)," were her favorites. It's really not a big deal, she'll be there teaching/watching them like a hawk. She's the kind of teacher that you love and will miss next year, but you could so tell that she would snap a ruler at you if you were messing around in class.... That's why she's my favorite :~). I had my scheduling appt. for Sophomore year and I asked for my Spanish teacher again for Spanish III. I had an audition for Mixed Choir yesterday, if I remember then I will post if I make it. My Spanish and English class are giving me a packet to do while I'm out. I'll probably do all of this work on Friday and have nothing to do for a week until we go.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5690735485708454286?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5690735485708454286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-almost-done.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5690735485708454286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5690735485708454286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-almost-done.html' title='Finally Almost Done!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4925775329841941459</id><published>2009-04-05T09:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:05:39.386-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Major OMG blonde moment'/><title type='text'>Wow, it's true, I am so blonde!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so nothing much has been going on here, so I looked through the TV guide. We 100s of channels so I was looking up in the 500s and I saw Drag Racing. Now I have been to a few carnivals in my time and I knew that it was basically a bunch of guys on horses racing around a track. But being tired and all, all I could picture was a bunch of Drag Queens racing around a shoe store! I am well rested now and I shouldn't have anymore weird thoughts like that for a while.&lt;br /&gt;April Overview:&lt;br /&gt;The class is coming back for their trip for this week.&lt;br /&gt;We have Friday off, Good Friday, what Friday off is &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;good?!&lt;br /&gt;On the 18th we leave for a trip to the Outerbanks!! I have to make up a lot of work because of it :~(...&lt;br /&gt;We are &lt;em&gt;supposed &lt;/em&gt;to be closing on the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://thebainbridgechronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; near the end of April....&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4925775329841941459?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4925775329841941459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-its-true-i-am-so-blonde.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4925775329841941459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4925775329841941459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-its-true-i-am-so-blonde.html' title='Wow, it&apos;s true, I am so blonde!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-2777875591707907467</id><published>2009-04-02T17:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:42:27.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Trip</title><content type='html'>A large chunk of the freshman class was gone today on an out-of-state trip. Yesterday was full of excitement and was go go go all day long. Today was the same, but completely different. It was exciting, but quite, too quite, dead silent. No one really taught us anything, most of the students were gone. In AP, we just finished an essay, now we are finally touching the Mongols! It's not much, but it does tell you all that's happening in my world right now! I was going to make this post into a poem so it could fit in with my latest phase, but my eyes are tired and I should go play my guitar....&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-2777875591707907467?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2777875591707907467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/trip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2777875591707907467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2777875591707907467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/trip.html' title='Trip'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1343627660384125550</id><published>2009-03-31T18:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:41:35.995-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistic Moment'/><title type='text'>Hair</title><content type='html'>This is the second poem for English class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streaming Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair went on for miles,&lt;br /&gt;Blonde and beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;She got so many compliments from everyone,&lt;br /&gt;It continued to make them baffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t like it much or at all,&lt;br /&gt;For it made her feel sad,&lt;br /&gt;It required too much work,&lt;br /&gt;Having to brush it made her mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn’t care about the pain she would endure,&lt;br /&gt;It knotted up in her sleep,&lt;br /&gt;She did everything she could, but it persisted,&lt;br /&gt;Just until her alarm would beep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needed to get rid of it,&lt;br /&gt;The knots began to look like argyle,&lt;br /&gt;She did something unthinkable and so,&lt;br /&gt;It soon became depressing as it landed in a pile.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     -Rayanna&lt;br /&gt;Wow, poems don't seem that long when you're writing them! I owe my inspiration to Shel Silverstein and these poems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE FLY IS IN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ZEBRA QUESTION&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAMMOCK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;em&gt; THE BRIDGE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1343627660384125550?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1343627660384125550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/hair.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1343627660384125550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1343627660384125550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/hair.html' title='Hair'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4767111992784703056</id><published>2009-03-31T17:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:37:26.322-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistic Moment'/><title type='text'>Personal Poem</title><content type='html'>We have to write 2 poems for school tomorrow. I really like writing poems. At the moment I am stuck on my last poem, but here's my first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don’t see the point, there’s not much to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a story, mine’s not really that great.&lt;br /&gt;I like Aquamarine and acoustic guitars.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really care much for cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m accident prone.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t play floor hockey or whistle very well.&lt;br /&gt;I love Alexis Bledel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love white daises.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t drink hot cocoa when it blazes.&lt;br /&gt;I eat cheese burgers.&lt;br /&gt;I like to walk through apple arbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch Disney channel.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what I’d do if this poem was in front of a judge’s panel!&lt;br /&gt;Rockets are cool when they blastoff.&lt;br /&gt;This poem is a monster I have to ward off.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4767111992784703056?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4767111992784703056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-have-to-write-2-poems-for-school.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4767111992784703056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4767111992784703056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-have-to-write-2-poems-for-school.html' title='Personal Poem'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-571149979624623638</id><published>2009-03-28T22:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:53:56.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foreign Experiences'/><title type='text'>Canada</title><content type='html'>Home of Bacon(It's really just ham there), NHL stars, Skiers, snowboarders, MOOSE, and Mom's new friend*. She seems really nice. Her daughter is two years younger than me and is pretty cute. She likes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ICARLY&lt;/span&gt; and doesn't know what Apples to Apples is! Apples to Apples is a description game. A noun is placed on the table and you put what you think the alternating judge would pick(that's how you get points, if yours is chosen). I ALWAYS pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Canada&lt;/span&gt;/Canadians. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;typically&lt;/span&gt; end EVERY sentence with eh, and they have a barely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;noticeable&lt;/span&gt; accent(Not like a British accent), it has a little more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;diphthong(they hold it out)&lt;/span&gt; on the eh in a. I don't really get around people from other places much and it's fun to see what they're like!&lt;br /&gt;*Apparently Mom's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Canadian&lt;/span&gt; friend thinks we have better candy- Reese there Reese's here, BIG taste difference- they have 1 or 3 in a package- we have 1, 2, or 4. Canadian bacon IS really just ham :( but not at her friend's house! I need a passport.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-571149979624623638?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/571149979624623638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/canada.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/571149979624623638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/571149979624623638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/canada.html' title='Canada'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5036858496962612660</id><published>2009-03-27T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:06:00.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Ghost Town</title><content type='html'>After a routine colonoscopy, a mean/crazy dentist who hates everyone. He finds love, he falls out of it. He eventually helps people like Melinda(a.k.a Jen. Love. Hewitt) in Ghost Whisperer. He was pretty sarcastic- British Humor! I LOVE IT! It is soo funny! His teeth were all messed up because he was British and he was a dentist in New York which is kind of ironic to me. I always notice teeth first, that'll come in handy for an ocupation in Orthodontics! I'll give it a 3, it wasn't great like the &lt;em&gt;Knowing&lt;/em&gt;(scroll down for review) but it wasn't as bad as the &lt;em&gt;Haunting of Molly Heartly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5036858496962612660?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5036858496962612660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/ghost-town.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5036858496962612660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5036858496962612660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/ghost-town.html' title='Ghost Town'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3286978234368110196</id><published>2009-03-26T20:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:06:11.285-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Catch up'/><title type='text'>Slacking...</title><content type='html'>Three day weekend, thank you Super Intendent!&lt;br /&gt;Hum... What shall I do?&lt;br /&gt;Today is shot, I had Micky D's, we went to the drug store and I got some awesome peach lip gloss. Oh in English I had to write a 7 line rhyming poem. I wrote about colors. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;Green,&lt;br /&gt;Tangerine,&lt;br /&gt;Aquamarine,&lt;br /&gt;Obscene!&lt;br /&gt;Aubergine,&lt;br /&gt;Burgundy,&lt;br /&gt;Clean.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Friday. I should finish my AP:world journal entry that was assigned 3 weeks ago but isn't due, I should work on my cords so I can finally finish "Love Story." I should try to do some laundry. I will probably watch NCIS/Disney Channel/CSI/House/Old recordings for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Mom has to work.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I am taking my BFF, A. to the MONSTERS VERSUS ALIENS movie. She couldn't make it last weekend. It should be REALLY funny!&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Back to school (;~D).&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah we got Def Lepard/Cheap Trick/Poison tickets for the first day of summer! WHOO HOO!!&lt;br /&gt;Random thought of the day: Why do we spell Katchup so many different ways? Catsup, Katsup, etc.?&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Why do sooo many people HATE Taylor Swift?!?! I can't talk to ANYBODY about her! She rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3286978234368110196?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3286978234368110196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/slacking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3286978234368110196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3286978234368110196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/slacking.html' title='Slacking...'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-4715494630295973073</id><published>2009-03-25T16:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:02:37.202-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>Nerd day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/ScqbhHbMb8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/vQIL_9OSFJg/s1600-h/Nerd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/ScqbhHbMb8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/vQIL_9OSFJg/s320/Nerd.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317233303295389634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week my school is doing a spirit week where we dress up with a theme of the day. Today was nerd/dork. I wore a nice new plaid shirt over a pink tank, jeans, and my cowboy boots. I looked fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;I got bored a doodled a really cool nerd, this is his Paint program version. No shirt, didn't have enough time/didn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-4715494630295973073?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4715494630295973073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/nerd-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4715494630295973073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/4715494630295973073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/nerd-day.html' title='Nerd day'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/ScqbhHbMb8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/vQIL_9OSFJg/s72-c/Nerd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-2884516423260539943</id><published>2009-03-21T19:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T19:24:56.594-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>The Knowing- M.T.Y.</title><content type='html'>Are you crazy if....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see every disaster in the future and know the place(lat. and long.), date, and number of people that will die, hear voices? That's Lucille. You believe that the world is just made of a bunch of mistakes and coincidences? That's John- Nicholas Cage. You hear voices and listen to them, do what they say without questions? That's Abby and Calib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first film that I have ever cried from and shaken from in the theater, no, ever. It was fantastic. It was about a child named Calib who found a piece of paper with a series of numbers that seemed to have no sequence and stole it from his school. His father(Cage), finds the sequence- lat, long, date, number of causalities. Calib meets a little girl(Abby) who's mom(Dianna) has been through a lot, much like Calib's dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After John goes through two of the final dates on the list, they go on a journey together to find the final dates on the list. Dianna's mother was Lucille. At the place where Lucille died, John finds a link to his son. They had to find a safe place to hide from the last date on the list. John had an idea once he found the missing numbers and shared it with Dianna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a local gas station, two strange men take the children. John later finds them unharmed. They are the chosen ones. This made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shaking from the intensity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare rating- 5 if you don't finish it, 2 if you see the ending. Movie rating, 10, out of 5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thousands of times better than Twilight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Quite possibly the MOVIE OF THE YEAR. Rated PG-13, that would only ring true if you have an EXTREMELY mature 13 year old. I strongly recommend this movie, especially at just under 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-2884516423260539943?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2884516423260539943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/knowing-mty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2884516423260539943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2884516423260539943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/knowing-mty.html' title='The Knowing- M.T.Y.'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-9119340397576278478</id><published>2009-03-20T15:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:24:19.776-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Busy weekend!</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was going to watch Ghost Whisperer but it's not on:( I am probably going to watch a movie or something.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going to work with my mom, get a hair cut, and go to see the KNOWING with Nicholas Cage with my mom, dad, brother, and best friend A. L.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I am doing on Sunday, probably studying.&lt;br /&gt;Random thought of right now. I am watching Disney Channel. Why is Dwayne Johnson taking over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KCAs&lt;/span&gt; and all of Disney Channel.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-9119340397576278478?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/9119340397576278478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/9119340397576278478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/9119340397576278478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy weekend!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1880261070190354561</id><published>2009-03-18T17:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:25:01.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>I hate swimming!</title><content type='html'>I only have one class left(thank the god!) but my headaches are getting much worse. I had stomach problems for a long time, but they recently went way, as well as my head aches. We started swimming and after that my headaches came back. Today it has been almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unbearable&lt;/span&gt;-never mind the fact that I haven't taken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aspirin&lt;/span&gt; yet.... I think it might be the chlorine- we're doing a snorkeling unit. Snorkeling would be my favorite unit, but I have a retainer, so the tube doesn't fit in my mouth, letting water in, and my mask NEVER fits right-letting water in. Today we had to go 8 feet underwater through a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hula hoop&lt;/span&gt; and I made it but then I couldn't breathe. I rushed to the surface and blew the water out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; breathed through my nose and got if full of water. I pulled off my mask and finally started breathing air again. I have contacts. Chlorine, especially like my school's pool, is not good in my eyes. It burns. Homework doesn't help the head aches &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt;. I hate swimming.&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, it's Wednesday, two more days until I get to go see the Knowing with Nicholas Cage!&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1880261070190354561?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1880261070190354561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-swimming.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1880261070190354561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1880261070190354561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-swimming.html' title='I hate swimming!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-312656644564077166</id><published>2009-03-17T17:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:39:00.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Kyle XY</title><content type='html'>Kyle XY was a fantastic show- at least until last night.&lt;br /&gt;Below is a very brief summary of what has happened thus far in the show's existence.&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis: Kyle is a science experiment. His creator(he plays a fatherly figure) built a pod that can sustain life and it kept Kyle safe and growing until the pod's storage place was under attack and his pod was broken, much like a pregnant woman's water breaking causing the baby(or 18 year old) to be born. Kyle had a sister made and born in the same way- Jesse. They have super powers because they can use more than 1o% of their brain(reason #1 why Einstein was so smart(!) Kyle meets Nicole and lives with her and he thinks of her as a motherly figure and her husband and 2 kids as a family. Later(in the most recent season), Jesse joins the family. Kyle saves Nicole's life causing more trouble with the company that made Kyle and Jesse.&lt;br /&gt;Last night,Kyle's ex girlfriend tells Jesse that she will tell Kyle that she wants him back. Kyle discovers that the company wants to make thousands of copies of him and wants to stop it. He confronts the CEO of the company and tells him he can't "cheat god." The CEO threatens Kyle, so Kyle begins to choke him, at which point, the CEO/Rival says that he is Kyle's brother. The show ends there. Did I mention that was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SERIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; finale?!?! It wrapped up nothing! We don't know if Kyle stopped/killed him, what happens to Jesse, what happens with Josh(Kyle's adopted family's son)and his girlfriend Andy, what happens with Amanda or anything! It just raised even more questions!&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty good feeling they are going to HAVE to come back for at least 1/2 of a season in the fall!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-312656644564077166?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/312656644564077166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/kyle-xy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/312656644564077166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/312656644564077166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/kyle-xy.html' title='Kyle XY'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7036276075820428255</id><published>2009-03-16T18:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:57:27.713-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Race to Witch Mountain</title><content type='html'>This was the 3rd coolest Disney movie ever created(To Finding Nemo(1)and Shark Tale(2)! It is rated PG, and is one hour and 44 minutes long(with ticket purchasing time). It was the most awesome kick-butt action-packed movie Disney has ever created. It was HILARIOUS too! When you're watching a horror movie you say "Don't go into the closet/woods/empty street (insert character's name here)!" But they always do. Dwayne Johnson says "Don't go into the pimped out fridge Jack," which is the event that really gets the ball rolling. It was like a Star Wars+Star Trek+Geeks+Alien Expo= Race to Witch Mountain!&lt;br /&gt;Aliens(Dakota Fanning(cute hair BTW!) and some other kid) invade the planet in search for something that can save their planet. With the help of Dwayne, the action pursues and the fun is had by all. It is a great family movie and is very much worth the money for the entertainment, I rated it a 4.5.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7036276075820428255?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7036276075820428255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/race-to-witch-mountain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7036276075820428255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7036276075820428255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/race-to-witch-mountain.html' title='Race to Witch Mountain'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-3791636382130628949</id><published>2009-03-15T10:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:53:37.935-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Caricatures</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen how much a caricature is? They're 20-65 dollars apiece depending on where you go. Why are they so expensive? It usually only takes 2o minutes with oil pastels and charcoal! I am currently in the process of making my own. I will make one of each of my family members and I will post them when I finish. They should turn out okay, I am not expecting anything AMAZING(although, that would be pretty cool!).&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-3791636382130628949?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3791636382130628949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/caricatures.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3791636382130628949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/3791636382130628949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/caricatures.html' title='Caricatures'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5913604792778662573</id><published>2009-03-14T12:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T19:25:30.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unbelievable'/><title type='text'>L is for Layoff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SbvcFxCNiJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VO5UU-AT8vY/s1600-h/Oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313082177033701522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SbvcFxCNiJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VO5UU-AT8vY/s320/Oscar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is true, it's been on every news channel all day long. L is for Lay off of 20% of the Sesame Street characters. S is for sorry we have to see you go, R is for recession and s is for this is STUPID! W is for Wall street, that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; does effect everything from Main street to Sesame street. First you mess with one character, then you get rid of most of them. NOT NICE! The only for sure character is going is Oscar, the news casters say "Oscar the Grouch gets canned." I am therefore writing this post in memory of Oscar-1969-2009. We will miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rayanna&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/1980220246284097065-5913604792778662573?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5913604792778662573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/l-is-for-layoff.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5913604792778662573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5913604792778662573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/l-is-for-layoff.html' title='L is for Layoff'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SbvcFxCNiJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VO5UU-AT8vY/s72-c/Oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-124645156738418238</id><published>2009-03-13T20:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T19:26:06.498-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Wow. What a difference!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/Sbr5zzceQfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/D_CXzUj5fEM/s1600-h/FANCY+KITTY!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312833378815197682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/Sbr5zzceQfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/D_CXzUj5fEM/s320/FANCY+KITTY!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I changed the font and size and some of the colors on my blog today(in case you didn't notice, but you did! Yay you!). I love it! Friday the 13th-number 2 of the year along with Saturday the 14th which, according to Julianna, says that it is Pi day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you tell what this is?? Describe it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-124645156738418238?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/124645156738418238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow-what-difference.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/124645156738418238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/124645156738418238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow-what-difference.html' title='Wow. What a difference!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/Sbr5zzceQfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/D_CXzUj5fEM/s72-c/FANCY+KITTY!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1123552698176412550</id><published>2009-03-13T15:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:44:02.905-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Crazy Hazy Lazy Days of School</title><content type='html'>Yes, I took the title from an episode of Gilmore Girls- season 1.It sounds much better how it's supposed to be- Crazy Hazy Lazy days of Summer. I felt as though it would fit all the stuff I am gonna right in a second.&lt;br /&gt;I am LOVING this warmer weather!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to Biology- my teacher's dad is dying so she has to go to Germany all next week:(. I went to P.E. and didn't have to swim(YAY!) because the Showboat teaser shortened all the classes. The teaser was really bad, the singing was very pitchy,  all of the stuff they did was in the Audition packet. It mostly made me sad/mad that I didn't make it so I don't get to have the fun backstage. Next year's musical is Les Miserables. In Spanish the kids that always goof around were doing as they always do, and instead of dealing with it appropriately, she decided to stop the review games, the extra credit packets, and give everyone the cruel and unusual punishment of a mandatory write the whole vocab. list x3!&lt;br /&gt;I took the Spanish test and got 102%! I took my English test and did really well(I don't now the exact grade). I took my AP World test and it was REALLY easy! I think I only missed one! Then I took my Algebra test and I think I did really well. Then we had a PEP RALLY! There was NO pep in the pep rally, the Cheerleaders had no idea what they were doing. The girl's indoor track had a GPA of 95.8(they had the highest)!&lt;br /&gt;We are going to the movie theater tomorrow to see Race to Witch Mountain with Anna Sophia Rob and the ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1123552698176412550?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1123552698176412550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-hazy-lazy-days-of-school.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1123552698176412550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1123552698176412550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-hazy-lazy-days-of-school.html' title='Crazy Hazy Lazy Days of School'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8619430200174048989</id><published>2009-03-08T18:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:26:38.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Over Time Accomplishments'/><title type='text'>Bucket list</title><content type='html'>Well, my mom has a list, and so does my fabulous cousin &lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's my turn. This idea originated from the movie, but with a shorter period of time and far less morbid. My list will be for things I want to do/see before I start college, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;1. Ride a train&lt;br /&gt;2. See a Broadway play&lt;br /&gt;3. Actually learn a song on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;4. Swim with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;5. Ride in a hot-air balloon&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;7. Write/finish a book&lt;br /&gt;8. Find a cool club that would be worth the 2 1/2 hour ride home.&lt;br /&gt;If I find more stuff I want to add, I will post them. I haven't done any of the things in this list.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8619430200174048989?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8619430200174048989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/bucket-list.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8619430200174048989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8619430200174048989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/bucket-list.html' title='Bucket list'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1647473115094957470</id><published>2009-03-07T17:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:58:18.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Wonders what a new set a strings and 7 new picks can do!</title><content type='html'>My mom works on some Saturdays so my dad does some cool stuff for us. Today we went to a local Bike(Motorcycle) shop and my dad bought a new helmet and my brother bought gloves(I don't know why, I thought for Xtreme Video Gaming(LOL!). Then we went to a local music shop and I got a new set of strings, an electronic tuner and 7 new picks(for when I loose them, I only use one kind in one color)! I must confess that I have owned my guitar for 5 years, but if you put all my time playing together you'd probably get about a month of playing :(, well, I've picked it back up because I still want to play and I have the time now. My guitar is supposedly getting too small for me....&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1647473115094957470?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1647473115094957470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/wonders-what-new-set-stirngs-and-7-new.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1647473115094957470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1647473115094957470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/wonders-what-new-set-stirngs-and-7-new.html' title='Wonders what a new set a strings and 7 new picks can do!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7376737933791422053</id><published>2009-03-05T17:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:47:00.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Daily'/><title type='text'>Scramble Answers</title><content type='html'>1.Alexis Bledel (TV series) Gilmore Girls(My Favorite!) Rory&lt;br /&gt;2. Hugh Laurie (TV series) House(My Favorite!) House&lt;br /&gt;3. Theodore Geisel (Author) Dr. Suess(His dad wanted him to be a doctor- Suess is his MIDDLE NAME!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Daniel Radcliffe (Movie) Harry Potter... Uh, duh! Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;5. Emma Watson (Movie) Harry Potter- Hermionie!&lt;br /&gt;6. Dale &amp;amp; Chip(TV series) Chippendales! Chip and DALE! Bet'cha didn't get THAT one! Mu-hah-haw!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7376737933791422053?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7376737933791422053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/scramble-answers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7376737933791422053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7376737933791422053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/scramble-answers.html' title='Scramble Answers'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7505318851995382179</id><published>2009-03-04T17:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:51:04.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Daily'/><title type='text'>Eggs? Scramble this!</title><content type='html'>I hate eggs. I was thinking today about how people know too many roles they play in Hollywood, but never know their real names, it bugs me! Can you do these &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the Internet? I will post the answers tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Write the role they play &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; in what show/movie&lt;br /&gt;1. Alexis Bledel (TV series)&lt;br /&gt;2. Hugh Laurie (TV series)&lt;br /&gt;3. Theodore Geisel (Author)&lt;br /&gt;4. Daniel Radcliffe (Movie)&lt;br /&gt;5. Emma Watson (Movie)&lt;br /&gt;6. Dale &amp;amp; Chip(TV series)&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7505318851995382179?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7505318851995382179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/eggs-scramble-this.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7505318851995382179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7505318851995382179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/eggs-scramble-this.html' title='Eggs? Scramble this!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8354240407542682628</id><published>2009-03-01T16:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:46:08.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>I love Taylor Swift. She is my most favorite artist ever. She's only 17, she plays acoustic, and she doesn't have a diploma- she started her career instead! Anyway, we went to a local store and I got the CUTEST summer clothes ever, guess whose brand! Taylor Swift! I have the same hair(a little darker though) as her and I play acoustic (kind of...)too! I have tons of clothes for summer now! I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;I have seen plaid on everyone, where are they getting it?!? Do you know how hard it is to find a cheap pair of cute cowboy boots?!?! Why is it that when you have money and you know what you want, you can't find it?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Ew. I have swimming in gym, for the next 8 (odd) days. Time for the school's chlorine to reek havoc on my hair once again. I just don't get it. At least we don't have to ride the bus back to our school any more, but by the time we get changed(10 minutes), get instruction(10 minutes), get in the pool and warm up(5ish minutes), and do what ever the task is(5ish minutes), it's time to get changed again and go back to class! Therefore, you only get 10 minutes in the pool, and you're wet for the whole day! It would make more sense if gym classes were longer to have swimming.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8354240407542682628?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8354240407542682628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/taylor-swift.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8354240407542682628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8354240407542682628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/taylor-swift.html' title='Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-1124374923711451992</id><published>2009-02-25T18:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:03:45.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Life is good.</title><content type='html'>Life is good. Today is sunny and looks warm. It's not. This is late February in Upstate New York. My homework is basic and boring. My classes are too easy. My extended family has messed up and our vacation is scheduled for the week after my spring break. I am being forced to go! I don't want to miss school and I could stay with my Grandma. Nope. I have to go. Oh the torture(she types sarcastically)! Nothing worth sharing is happening right now in my life. Well, I made a kool-aid pouch lunch bag. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-1124374923711451992?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1124374923711451992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-good.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1124374923711451992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/1124374923711451992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good.'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7641416011881797890</id><published>2009-02-19T15:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:03:36.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random odds and ends'/><title type='text'>Online Journal</title><content type='html'>Now no, it hasn't taken me this long to realize that a blog is an online journal. I have known this for as long as I have blogged. However, it has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to me, after adding labels to every post(26 in counting), that I have put a lot of my personal daily events here. I enjoy hearing what others feel about my opinions and reviews and other things, that's why I started my own blog(and I got kicked off of my &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://thebainbridgechronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;dad's&lt;/a&gt;...). It really is a record of my day to day- or more accurately week to week life. I hope you continue to enjoy reading as much as I love writing.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7641416011881797890?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7641416011881797890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/online-journal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7641416011881797890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7641416011881797890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/online-journal.html' title='Online Journal'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5770761716400914006</id><published>2009-02-18T17:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:46:56.579-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>I am home this week. Thank you Presidents week(she types sarcastically). I am so bored. I have done so many things to stop the flow of boredom letting me think and worry about things from my past that no longer matter- why I didn't make SHOWBOAT, our high school musical, why I called that girl a cunt, why I hate the pain that needles give to me- my pain intolerance to begin with, etc. I have made a Kool-aid pouch purse, I am not quite done with that, friendship bracelets(I don't have friends that would wear them...), I cleaned the house, and I am getting blood drawn tomorrow. I have even watched the local, and national news stations. Haleigh? Are you kidding me? ANOTHER Casey Anthony Story? DID ANYONE LEARN?! Obama's $800 BILLION stimulus plan! ARE YOU KIDDING?!?! Thankfully they are almost done with &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" href="http://thebainbridgechronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;our house&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5770761716400914006?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5770761716400914006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5770761716400914006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5770761716400914006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-863132679128730331</id><published>2009-02-12T17:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:45:30.811-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>Today... mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Some bee-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;otch&lt;/span&gt;(NOT in a loving way) decided it would be a good idea to mess with me. Did I mention the bitch is 12?!? She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meddled&lt;/span&gt; into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;conversation&lt;/span&gt; I was having with a kid that hates her but she likes him. I sit next to my 12 year old brother everyday because I don't want to sit next to the dirt bags that ride our bus and I don't want him to either. I looked at the boy because he was being loud for 30 seconds! He said I was STARING at him and eavesdropping, then he told me that I have no friends. Believe it or not, I expect a LOT from my friends, so I only have 5 close friends. This hit me close to home, so I said "I'd rather have "no friends" then to have THAT for a friend.(I pointed to the BITCHY girl who I have had problems with before.)" She called me a bitch, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;incest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, stupid, ugly, etc. I called her a cunt. I have never EVER used this word before, but she just blew it off with the unintelligent word- Whatever. An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;acquaintance&lt;/span&gt; tried to stick up for me, bad ass that the bitch was trying to be didn't do anything. It was pretty much left there.&lt;br /&gt;I went on with my day believing that it still could be the best day ever(me and my optimism). It was fantastic and really easy. Then I got back on the bus....&lt;br /&gt;I took my seat with my brother and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; heard her talking about how she was going to hit me in the head or pull my hair WITHIN MY EARSHOT!!!! I asked my brother to trade places(Me on the inside, him on the outside), and the amazing brother that he is just moved with out asking why. The bus came to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;halt&lt;/span&gt; at her stop and someone said that I had called her a cunt(probably a friend of hers). EVERYONE from that stop, and I made absolutely sure that no one heard me call her that, agreed that it was me that called her that. They were ALL on her side- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;home side&lt;/span&gt; advantage I guess. The bus diver stood up for me, she gave me her last name and said go ahead. I am going to sue her if she even touches me. Done. DONE! DONE!!!! I am DONE WITH THE BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-863132679128730331?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/863132679128730331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/863132679128730331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/863132679128730331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-2580960310167231772</id><published>2009-02-06T16:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:47:17.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random odds and ends'/><title type='text'>Catch up.</title><content type='html'>It seems as though I am doing more catch up posts than actual posts these days. Anyway, I have a few Movie reviews... Bangkok Dangerous and City of Ember (see below). I am reading Fahrenheit 4 5 1 in English. It's about a man who is mentally pushed to think in a society where walking was illegal and unsafe, large TVs are on every wall with literally mindless shows, books are burned by firemen that &lt;em&gt;cause&lt;/em&gt; fires, and thinking is illegal. This may turn out to be the best book I have ever read(I am on page 18 at the moment). Today, I was singing in Women's Choir, and this beautiful line hit me like a truck sliding into a semi in the icy dead of winter(SLAM). Don't steal it. I am putting into the book I am writing.... "As she stood, the vibrations springing from the grand piano danced merrily through the sheet music she held in her hands, sending the notes strait into her heart." Any(I really do mean &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt;(reasonably of course) suggestions for my story at all I could use. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-2580960310167231772?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2580960310167231772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/catch-up.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2580960310167231772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/2580960310167231772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/catch-up.html' title='Catch up.'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-7728802462011238955</id><published>2009-02-06T16:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:47:45.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>City of Ember</title><content type='html'>A city is built underground with a box set to open in 200 years. Now with natural curiosity, two young girls and a boy attempt to seek the above world when the city with no natural light begins to have black outs. Why have LCD and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt; TVs when your TV is so synced into the room that the power goes off right at an important moment. I didn't finish the movie then, because the power didn't come back on for a while, but I watched the rest of it last night. It was fantastic, definitely a family movie. I rated it a 4.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rayanna&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-7728802462011238955?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7728802462011238955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/city-of-ember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7728802462011238955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/7728802462011238955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/city-of-ember.html' title='City of Ember'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-6848522753122324446</id><published>2009-02-06T16:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:48:05.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Bangkok Dangerous</title><content type='html'>Bangkok Dangerous. Oh My God. Nicholas Cage/Action Movie OF THE YEAR!! The plot had me on the edge of my seat. It involves an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assassin&lt;/span&gt;(Cage) on his "final run." This assassin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receives&lt;/span&gt; pictures of the people he is supposed to kill. When he goes to Bangkok(hints at the title), he makes an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apprentice&lt;/span&gt;. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;apprentice&lt;/span&gt; is a native and helps him along the way. Now, it is a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;racy&lt;/span&gt;, so I wouldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; you watch it with your 10 year old... nudity. As the story goes along, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;assassin&lt;/span&gt; has a deaf love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;interest&lt;/span&gt;, and the movie ends with a cliff hanger.... What cliff exactly, I am not sure. I give it a 3.7.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-6848522753122324446?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6848522753122324446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/bangkok-dangerous.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6848522753122324446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/6848522753122324446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/bangkok-dangerous.html' title='Bangkok Dangerous'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-8964677217152029253</id><published>2009-02-03T17:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:48:31.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Midterms are officially over!</title><content type='html'>I got my test results back! I did REALLY well. I won't share because of confidentiality reasons and I didn't do as well as I would have liked on most of them. Another hint that I am an amazing student is that the scores ranged from 81-89, with the exception of one grade, passing, but I am not happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;An on again off again friend tried to cause some drama today by telling my best guy friend that I wanted to date him... I didn't. He was supposedly heart-broken after "dating" me for 5 minutes(3 of which I didn't even know about!). Obviously, we are now off again. Probably for good. I just had to trust her words... which were most likely lies... I'm going to talk to him tomorrow. I am sure he will understand she's just a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-8964677217152029253?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8964677217152029253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/midterms-are-officially-over.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8964677217152029253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/8964677217152029253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/midterms-are-officially-over.html' title='Midterms are officially over!'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5396397848636312613</id><published>2009-01-31T20:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:48:56.817-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>The Women Movie Review</title><content type='html'>Okay, so you may have heard of this movie from &lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;YaYa&lt;/a&gt;, but now that I have seen it, and now it is my turn to review it, to give you another person's idea.&lt;br /&gt;The movie is &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be about about a group of &lt;em&gt;normal &lt;/em&gt;women that make it through a tough time. What it is actually about is a bunch of really rich, whiny housewives.  These housewives whole lives are about gossip. The trials and tribulations they go through when devestation hits one of them drag. It ends happily, but with no &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; answers. I've given a rating of 3.5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to watch Bangkok Dangerous starring *Nicholas Cage* a.k.a. my mom's boyfriend... I think he's an AMAZING actor and he knows what he's doing.... He's kind of the Jackie Chan or Robin Williams, in his own genre.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5396397848636312613?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5396397848636312613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/women-movie-review.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5396397848636312613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5396397848636312613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/women-movie-review.html' title='The Women Movie Review'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-5633393536777502174</id><published>2009-01-30T09:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:49:21.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random odds and ends'/><title type='text'>To Be Politically Correct... or not to be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SYMSB3TpRkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mPrselMPeO8/s1600-h/cookie-monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SYMSB3TpRkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mPrselMPeO8/s320/cookie-monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297097409953351234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a little thing called "Flashback Fridays" that &lt;a href="http://yayastuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;YaYa&lt;/a&gt; does. Well, due to idiotic liberals, the simple little things such as Cookie Monster, are taken from the very fabrication of little minds. We all know who Cookie Monster is, but now he's the "Veggie Monster." Cookie Monster's love of cookies made him relateble to little kids that like cookies. NOBODY likes vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;President Obama. I have a few problems with his morals... but I think it is great that we have taken a step forward in American History. However, just because he is black, people think you are racist if you say his morals stink. It's ridiculous. Stupid Liberals, you can take our bad grammar and our bad speech away, but when you mess with our childhood memories, that's where we draw the line of death... DO NOT cross.&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-5633393536777502174?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5633393536777502174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-be-politically-correct-or-not-to-be.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5633393536777502174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/5633393536777502174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-be-politically-correct-or-not-to-be.html' title='To Be Politically Correct... or not to be...'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SYMSB3TpRkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mPrselMPeO8/s72-c/cookie-monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1980220246284097065.post-972523369718232454</id><published>2009-01-27T17:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:11:05.162-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random odds and ends'/><title type='text'>Zzzzzzzz.</title><content type='html'>The above title to this post is what I did after my test today. It was like my teacher gave us all 10 review packets again. I barely studied. It was &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; easy. I think I did very well, not just in biology, but all of my midterms... we'll find out next week when I get my report card! Speaking of next week, Arbitron Ratings is paying me to do a Radio diary. It's only $2, but it's free, and I have to write very little for it, plus, it helps them out. What should I do with my new found money...YaYa had this problem, she bought windows....&lt;br /&gt;~Rayanna~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1980220246284097065-972523369718232454?l=ranneydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/feeds/972523369718232454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/zzzzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/972523369718232454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1980220246284097065/posts/default/972523369718232454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ranneydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/zzzzzzzz.html' title='Zzzzzzzz.'/><author><name>Rayanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16204844176254050461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hlp4Zw7yEQs/SVgRD6CP8ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/O4oc_qvUn6s/S220/IMG_0617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
