<?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-13932599</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:01:04.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Ever, When Ever</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-114162317070762546</id><published>2006-03-05T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T21:32:50.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post!!</title><content type='html'>Forgivness...what do you think? Everyone deserves more then one chance, cause everyone makes mistakes. If someone made a mistake and you forgave them, and they just kept doing it over and over again, would you still be able to forgive them? what if that person was a family member? Could you trust them? After some time of this repetativeness could you handle the feeling of being used? I don't think I could. Of course I believe everyone needs a few chances here and there, but if they just keep doing the same things and asking for forgiveness, I dont know if I'd be able to think that this time would be the last. I dont know if anyone else feels this way or if I'm just an unforgiving person. I really think i need to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-114162317070762546?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/114162317070762546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=114162317070762546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/114162317070762546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/114162317070762546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2006/03/post.html' title='A Post!!'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-113454455623077297</id><published>2005-12-13T23:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:15:56.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh</title><content type='html'>its christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;its hectic, i havent blogged in forever!! ive been soo busy with homework and such and its getting quite annoying! well.. things could be better, but if we dont go through the rough stuff, where do we learn?&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to blog it all right now im locked out of my house till about 11:30 cause the office misplaced my purse with my keys,&lt;br /&gt;and yea so im tired and i will blog later, so i guess this was kinda useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-113454455623077297?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/113454455623077297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=113454455623077297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/113454455623077297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/113454455623077297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/12/ahh.html' title='ahh'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-113454441915839448</id><published>2005-12-13T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:13:39.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-113454441915839448?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/113454441915839448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=113454441915839448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/113454441915839448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/113454441915839448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/12/ahhh.html' title='ahhh'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112762702252104807</id><published>2005-09-24T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:43:42.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At My youth, we have a time to sit in a group and have this big talk...and the leaders ask questions, we (and some leaders) answer them, yadda yadda. Well...we all know the answers to the questions, so we answer them. But what I noticed (and I admit, I do it too) is that we all say, "oh, you should do this..." and "What God inteded for us was to be like..." what ever right? But then we go home and we dont live like we know we should, we can tell other people how they should live to be perfect but we dont do it. I realized I did this two weeks ago at youth, and then I started asking the group "how can we do this?". I dont think thats right to do that, I mean, its good to help people with their problems and every thing, but what I think is wrong is that we know how we should live our lives and then we go and do somthing else that is wrong! I need to take some of my own medicine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112762702252104807?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112762702252104807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112762702252104807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112762702252104807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112762702252104807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/09/hmm.html' title='Hmm...?'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112640878936843730</id><published>2005-09-10T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T20:19:49.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh...</title><content type='html'>I have strep throat!! =O =( I've never had it before, and it hurts soooooo much! I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;I can barley eat anything, and I can't even swollow.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to take penacillian...and it tastes like crap. All I can do is sleep all day. I really hope that I can go to school on Monday, cause I dont want to fall behind all ready!! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112640878936843730?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112640878936843730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112640878936843730' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112640878936843730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112640878936843730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/09/bleh.html' title='Bleh...'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112581234525038942</id><published>2005-09-03T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T22:44:35.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found This..</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to add this to get peoples opinions on god, I used to belive in god, and in some ways i still do, but my opinion on this, is that god is not a man, nor a woman, god is a name, just a name given to somthing that helped create life (people,animals) , may even be a organisim, but some how got the name god and people started miss judging things and made there own opinion on it and the bible was writen, and was changed from what it was, to a man that could change things with his mind, a super power, my belif is that god is not a man nor a woman, but just a name that was given to somthing that helped create life.Take it or leave it, dont judge me lolI don't classify myself as Religious...but I believe in God...but I also usually refer to God as a source Energy of which we are all apart of. I believe each and every one of us 'is' god...literally. We each make up a part of the whole. Various religions call god different names....chi, prana, buddah, and so on. But it all means the same thing i.e.The incredible energy source that gives everything life and consciousness. I also think that ultimately we are our only judge. We are not judged by some 'separate' entity...and we are and never will be punished for anything that we do...no matter how bad it may seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I found this on someones website,&lt;br /&gt;and I dont really understand how it works, or doesnt work,&lt;br /&gt;im soooo confused&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112581234525038942?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112581234525038942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112581234525038942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112581234525038942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112581234525038942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/09/found-this_03.html' title='Found This..'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112517245671986707</id><published>2005-08-27T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T12:54:16.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need To Blog...</title><content type='html'>Wow, I Dont really have anything to say&lt;br /&gt;Except I cant wait to come back to church..&lt;br /&gt;and I just got back from camp, so I smell..&lt;br /&gt;Im going to shower&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112517245671986707?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112517245671986707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112517245671986707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112517245671986707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112517245671986707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-need-to-blog_112517245671986707.html' title='I Need To Blog...'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112362275727399270</id><published>2005-08-09T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T14:25:57.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back!!</title><content type='html'>Wow!! Camp was AMAZING!!&lt;br /&gt;I made a bunch of new friends, and got to know my old ones even better.&lt;br /&gt;I felt sooo good after words because I realized that I needed to start getting seriouse. What I did that week I will NEVER regret. I fully accepted Christ into my heart, and I feel amazing already!&lt;br /&gt;We had alot of long talks at camp, and I started to understand how much I really needed christ and how much of a liar I was, telling myself that I had accepted Christ when really I hadn't. Now&lt;br /&gt;that I have tho, I am so proud of myself and I'm too excited for words...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112362275727399270?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112362275727399270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112362275727399270' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112362275727399270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112362275727399270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-back.html' title='Im Back!!'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112308686366289799</id><published>2005-08-03T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T09:34:23.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Off...</title><content type='html'>Leaving for camp in princeton...not exactly looking forward to the drive..but w.e I'll just zone out with my music. It is going to be soooo much fun!! Tomorrow is my friends birthday, and shes going so it will be soooo much fun!! I hope it's really hot down there..and I can get an awesome tan!! =D I've seen pictures of the camp..and it looks sooooo nice!! I cant wait to get away from boring mission. Well..I'll blog again when I get back on Monday or Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112308686366289799?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112308686366289799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112308686366289799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112308686366289799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112308686366289799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-off.html' title='I&apos;m Off...'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112302429887468880</id><published>2005-08-02T16:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T16:13:36.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peircing</title><content type='html'>Yay! Im Sooo happy! On Sunday AfterNoon, I got my belly button peirced!! It didnt even hurt ..I didnt feel anything at all! I was soooo happy, I like so freaked out I was shaking in the peircing studio and then when the lady did it I didnt even feel a thing. It hasnt gone red or anything at all yet...doing well..im happy&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112302429887468880?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112302429887468880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112302429887468880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112302429887468880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112302429887468880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/08/peircing.html' title='Peircing'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112259115989943869</id><published>2005-07-28T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T15:52:39.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMP!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't wait!!! I'm going to a christian camp with my youth on wednesday!!! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;Im Soooooo  excited!!!! It's gna be soooooo much fun!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112259115989943869?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112259115989943869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112259115989943869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112259115989943869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112259115989943869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/camp.html' title='CAMP!!!'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112235848924391869</id><published>2005-07-25T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:14:49.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PlayLand!</title><content type='html'>OH MY!!!! Play Land was sooooo much fun!!! Me and my friends left at like 10...*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;And when we got there we were soooo excited!!&lt;br /&gt;haha I had only been on one roller coaster in my whole life...and it was in Disneyland (I didn't know it went up side down) So My friends made me go on the wooden roller coaster...scary!! i like got flung out of my seat because I was sitting with a skinny (&amp; good looking) guy lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then they made me go on the corkscrew *yawn* rather boring actually...&lt;br /&gt;and then the hellavator.. I only got scared because I didn't know when it was gna go up!!&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to people walking around lol..rather strange but still fun lol.&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear was the drop zone!!! I was sooooo happy and proud when I actually went on it!!! :D :D :D :D :D  IT WAS SOOOO MUCH FUN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I saw Josh and Lisa and Mr. A and Jordan and Lauren And Sarah and people lol there, so that was fun. I also made a new friend.. he was all alone because his friends didnt show up so we told him he could hang out with us lol. He was pretty cool, his name was Geoff (Jeff) Lol..yea..it was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;Us girls have planned water slides for Friday!!...YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112235848924391869?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112235848924391869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112235848924391869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112235848924391869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112235848924391869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/playland.html' title='PlayLand!'/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112217993287616842</id><published>2005-07-23T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:38:52.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;New Blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Makyla Started Blogging go check it out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.Mblack9.blogger.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.Mblack9.blogger.com&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/13932599-112217993287616842?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112217993287616842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112217993287616842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112217993287616842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112217993287616842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-blogger-makyla-started-blogging-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112215600203818521</id><published>2005-07-23T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:35:43.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Help me understand??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Night Was My friend Bethany's Birthday Party. (Her Birthday is the 4th but we are going away to a bible camp so she had her party last night). But anyways it was me and her a 3 or 4 other girls, who were all chrisitan. We got around to talking at like 2 in the morning in our tent haha...but it wasnt about the "usual girly type things". We started talking about God, and how much he loved each one of us and how AMAZING he is and all this stuff. Thats when I realized how much he actually loves me, it was really comforting. I finally figured out that he thought about me before any one else even thought that I would some day be created. I realized that he actually took the time to decide every single little tiny aspect of my life, every millisecond, everything. Who my friends were going to be, my family, what I would look like, what I will do when I'm like 24 or somthing, when I was born, when I will die, how I will die. I couldn't understand how God could care THAT MUCH...about me, especially when I have offended Him and tried to push him away. I was soooo amazed! I told them a short version of Ben's last blog about the professor and that evil is the absence of God and not somthing he created. My friend's thought that that was really cool and that made alot of sence...before I read that I never really understood what evil was or how it got here. One of my friend's then started to tell us about how a few years ago she used to live in a really bad neighborhood and her and her family would pray every night that they would stay safe through the night and such. She started to tell us about how one night she woke up in the middle of the night and saw angels in the corners of her room. I wasn't too sure about that because I've never heard of people actually seeing angles before. Then my other friend started talking about how one time her mom was lost and she was driving down a back road and then at the end of the road was a clift and her mom didn't know and then all of a sudden there was a man and she wasn't frightened at all or anything and he told her that there was a clift and to turn around and then she went to thank him and he was gone. Can this really happen? Then she started talking about how one time her mom was staying at her aunts house and at the time her aunt was like into Witchcraft and all that stuff and her mom was sleeping on a pull out couch in the living room and she woke up because she felt someone pushing down on her shoulders and she saw a man who was all black with two little horns on his head and then she said "Flea in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ" and he was gone. Can that happen? I'm so confused about all this. Also we were talking about how Physcics and stuff say that they can talk to spirtis and such and how one of the girls thinks that what they are really talking to is demons. And the same girl was telling us about how Satan and demons and such would try to distract us and she thinks that Aliens are one of those distractions because they have so much thought given to them and stuff..I don't think I really understand any of this so if any one wants to explain any of this to me if it even makes any sence then can you please help me? Because I would like to know. Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112215600203818521?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112215600203818521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112215600203818521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112215600203818521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112215600203818521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/help-me-understand-last-night-was-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112165096622886623</id><published>2005-07-17T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T13:50:58.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The wonders of hair!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wowza...its amzing what you can do with a brush!! Okay, if your wondering..me and my friend tried to make me have an afro..it didnt EXACTLY work. We had just gotten outta the pool and our hair had dried...so we decided it was afro time! We started brushing my hair while I was putting my hair upside down. Having naturally curly hair all my life I could only imagine the embaressment about to come upon me. And oh how right I was! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My hair was a GIGANTIC poof ball...to say the least. Our next idea was to frolic up and down the street...singing. We gpt some of the longest lasting stares I've ever gotten in my whole life, and I dont think what was going threw thier minds at that time was... "Wow, what beautiful hair that girl has!" I imagine it was more along the lines of "AHHHH!!!!! HOLY CRAP!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me and my friend laughed sooo hard at some of the faces I got. We waltzed into my house and showed my dad..he wasn't as impressed as the people on the street! More occupied with the t.v, but oh well. So today turned from a boring day...to a laugh and a half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112165096622886623?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112165096622886623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112165096622886623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112165096622886623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112165096622886623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/wonders-of-hair-wowza.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112139130572377661</id><published>2005-07-14T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T19:40:56.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/448/1245/1600/DSCF0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/448/1245/320/DSCF0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;--Emma!!! &amp; Scott, but he's not as cute. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=O =O =O =D =D =D =D Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo freakishly amazingly happy =D =D =D !!!! I MET EMMA AND CONNOR TODAY!!!!! I absolutly LOVE them!!!! Teehee...Ben's cousin's are soooo adorable. I just want to take them home and cuddle them for ever!! They are the BEST!!! I played mario with Connor and he beat me. On the tramp he also decided that he was going to jump on me and ben and sing my new favorite song!! Here is how it goes: humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, eating a christmas pie! Haha I Love it!! Dont you? Connor is the coolest!! And Emma is the MOST adorable thing you will ever see in your whole entire life!! Ben is sooo lucky! Lol!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112139130572377661?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112139130572377661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112139130572377661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112139130572377661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112139130572377661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/emma-o-o-o-d-d-d-d-yay-im-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112110912716728390</id><published>2005-07-11T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T12:12:07.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shes Gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a few friends over on saturday for Michelle, when she left...I cried, with a few others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;She just messaged me today saying the 12 hour plane ride was horrible and she hated it lol, can't blame her can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shes in China now and shes doing fine, but she really wants to come home!I want her home to. She said that it is soooo hot there and its raining!! This morning when I got up I turned on the T.V and the news was on...I got scared! What I saw was a report that West China was bombed or somthing, Michelle was there..I dont know where in China, but thats where she was and I freaked. What if she got killed!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So you can imagine how relieved I was when she messaged me!! That made my day becuase I was really worried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't think I would miss Michelle as much as I do...I don't know what I'm going to do with out her. With out all our girly nights, doing all the things girls do!Lol! She's my best friend and shes moved away for 2 months! I hope I can get through being with out her because I don't think I've gone a week with out seeing her since kindergarten besides when I went to Ontario, but I could still talk to her everyday and even call her!! This summer's gna be a long one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112110912716728390?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112110912716728390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112110912716728390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112110912716728390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112110912716728390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/shes-gone-i-had-few-friends-over-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112104033184794005</id><published>2005-07-10T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T17:05:31.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SUNN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FIANLLY!!! I spent the night at holly's and it was fun! Lol...We went in the pool and tanned this morning! yay! I'm really white (if you haven't noticed yet) but today i actually got a tan!!) hurray!! lol...I am soooo excited =P lol. yes well.. It's rainging now.. So I think I'll go take a dip!! Lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112104033184794005?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112104033184794005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112104033184794005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112104033184794005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112104033184794005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/sunn-fianlly-i-spent-night-at-hollys.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112079829458823540</id><published>2005-07-07T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:51:34.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm Sooooo excited!!! (probably mostly because I have been bored out of my mind latley and haven't really gone anywhere...but anyways...) I might be going to merrit and tofino with one of my good friends that I haven't really hung out with for a while!! It will be soo much fun!! It should be soo awesome and if I get to go I can see her new house in Meritt that she is moving too soon!! And I could get a killer tan! Lol! and Also I have kinda been invited to go to Calgary, well actually Drumheller, Alberta! My friend good ol' friend cody is out there already and his mom and sister are going out but his sister might not want to go...so that means that they are thinking about giving me her ticket!!! YAY!!! But I hope I will be home intime for camp!! Its gna be the best!! Lol! I just hope I will be allowed!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, sorry but I'm totally changing the subject. I hate how in the summer you feel so...lazy. Just because you aren't in your normal busy schedual running around routine. And I feel like I should be doing somthing for school or dance or somthing. Wow, I miss dance, I mean it's nice not to have to stretch for like 2 hours and then like jump around for an hour after that. But I miss it. I'm determined to get back into the routine of stretching every day and going on &lt;u&gt;fun&lt;/u&gt; runs (if you think of them like that they arent as bad lol). But I don't want to be all "un-flexible" in September again. It sucks, the teachers make you stretch futher, I think I'll go small and aim for my splits back at the end of summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, Changing the subject again but just so much keeps comming to my mind each time I try to end this blog. I feel so sorry for all the people that died today in London. I think it is &lt;u&gt;TERRIBLE&lt;/u&gt; that people have to die that way. Also I hate how the terrorists are going around terrorising every thing. I just dont get why! If any one understands alquida's (or how ever you spell that) reasoning for bombing the states and london and who knows who ever is next, please let me know because I honestly just don't see why it is nescissary. Thanks! I will be praying for the people's families and I hope you will be too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112079829458823540?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112079829458823540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112079829458823540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112079829458823540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112079829458823540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/yay-im-sooooo-excited-probably-mostly.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112075549189384928</id><published>2005-07-07T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:58:11.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Cant wait for sun!!! =D =D  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really want to go camping, this week has been extremely boring. I Looooove camping soo much! Lol..I haven't been in like 4 years, so I miss it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The thing I'm looking forward to the most this summer is The Folk Fest. Lol, it's sooo much fun to go with all my friends!  =D Well, I cant really think of much else to blog 'cause I just woke up. So maybe later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112075549189384928?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112075549189384928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112075549189384928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112075549189384928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112075549189384928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-cant-wait-for-sun-d-d-i-really-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112036971058562834</id><published>2005-07-02T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T22:48:30.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batman!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought it would be WAY better then it was! I think that Batman should be more like Spiderman, you know, the whole, get bit by a spider...turn into Spiderman, get bit by a bat...turn into Batman. But NOOOOOOO they just gotta make it all "complicated" and keep jumping back and forth between when batman was a kid, and when he is an adult trying to save the world! Maybe I'm just not the Batman "type" but I, personally think that it stunk! WAAAAAAAAY to confusion for me. (I mean, its summer right? I dont wanna pay money to "relax" when I actually have to end up thinking just to follow the plot of a movie! not my idea of fun). Sorry to all you batman lovers, but I just dont think im fit for the part of a batman fan..I'll stick with Spiderman thank you very much. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(maybe Batman can't be like Spiderman because Michelle killed Spiderman in her car!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112036971058562834?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112036971058562834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112036971058562834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112036971058562834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112036971058562834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/batman-i-thought-it-would-be-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-112036899479736360</id><published>2005-07-02T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T22:36:34.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHELLE!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My all time BEST FRIEND is leaving too China in 8 Days!! Im heart broken! She is leaving me for TWO WHOLE MONTHS and I dont know what I'm going to do with out her! She's SO awesome and she is sitting here with me right now. The thing that sucks is I can't even go to the airport to drop her off!! I'll miss her sooooooooooooo much!! But I hope she has TONS of fun (without me *weep*) ! Gosh, I'll have like nothing to do, I'm always with her! Wow, Lets hope its sunny!! (I dont know where that came from =P) She can walk the Grea Wall Of China for me though! Yay, I'll miss her with all my heart and I can't wait to get back to school so I can see her. I'll miss our back to school shopping and co-ordinated outfits, but she should just have fun! Good Luck Michelle! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-112036899479736360?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/112036899479736360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=112036899479736360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112036899479736360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/112036899479736360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/07/michelle-my-all-time-best-friend-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-111994149946908171</id><published>2005-06-27T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:51:39.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow! Church sunday was AMAZING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I absolutly loved hearing the youth speak! Their sermons really moved me. I'd never felt so proud of my peers before. I was really looking forward to church that week because I'd missed it the week before and that just totally lifted my spririts! I can't wait till we have them speak again. I think they did a TERRIFIC job! BRAVO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-111994149946908171?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/111994149946908171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=111994149946908171' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/111994149946908171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/111994149946908171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/06/wow-church-sunday-was-amazing-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-111975090794385053</id><published>2005-06-25T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T18:55:07.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow, sorry if that sounded like I was complaining, didn't mean to make it seem like it was a bad day. Just a lazy one. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-111975090794385053?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/111975090794385053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=111975090794385053' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/111975090794385053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/111975090794385053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/06/wow-sorry-if-that-sounded-like-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-111975077162587033</id><published>2005-06-25T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T18:52:51.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not much happening today. I got new shoes! =) Now Ken cant make fun of me for having "only" phat farms. Today was rather boring, all I've done was go out to my cousin's new house he is building and layed out on the lawn and soaked up some of the nice weather we've been having.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm soo excited for church tomorrow! I missed last week so I've been looking forward to church for the past two weeks! Lol...well I'll see you all in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-111975077162587033?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/111975077162587033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=111975077162587033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/111975077162587033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/111975077162587033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/06/not-much-happening-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13932599.post-111964504455755284</id><published>2005-06-24T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T16:02:50.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm new at this, so I think I'll start small and work my way up. I just started going to new heights a little over a month ago and I absolutly LOVE it!! When I'm there it just feels like a big family, (emotionally), everyone is there to worship God. That is totally different from the church I used to go to. When I was at the old church I got the feeling that everything is kind of...materialized, and that people weren't there soly to worship God. It wasnt exactly the kind of church that seemed as though everyone and anyone was invited to come in. But at this new church it seems that is exactly how it is. I think that I will stay at new heights, it is the best church I have been to so far, as soon as I stepped in the door I felt welcome. To me new heights isnt "owned" by anyone, its just God's place, where you can get away from every thing else and just love God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13932599-111964504455755284?l=nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/feeds/111964504455755284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13932599&amp;postID=111964504455755284' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/111964504455755284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13932599/posts/default/111964504455755284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolewoolner8.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-new-at-this-so-i-think-ill-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Niicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06173395080169648385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/205/2909/640/Pict0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
