<?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-12109387</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:34:17.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gina's Question of the Day! Plus Some Other Stuff!!</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my secondary blog... I'll figure out SOMETHING to do with it... wait... I already did. This blog (one of three) is going to be used for the QUESTION OF THE DAY!!! Hooray!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-4375906333770685668</id><published>2007-10-24T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:47:06.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm older XDDD</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm in class right now, so I'll do one question for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  You moved the pot before the coffee stopped brewing.  Do you smell the mountains or the burro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd probably smell evaporating coffee. Unless the flavor of the coffee was either "mountains" or "burro"... Is there even a flavor called the burro??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the sake of getting in trouble, let's do one more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  The hair from your last haircut ... what would it say about your new style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It would say something like "Oh, well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; could probably make you look ten times better than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;new style! Well, *sniff* you weren't worth it anyway! fine! Be that way! I'm glad we separated! *cries**emos*" XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-4375906333770685668?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/4375906333770685668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=4375906333770685668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/4375906333770685668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/4375906333770685668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-older-xddd.html' title='I&apos;m older XDDD'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-114204488472482023</id><published>2006-03-10T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T21:42:19.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes it has been a while...</title><content type='html'>... And for that I'll give you around 3 questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How is an ankle unlike a consequence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, and ankle is a body part, and a consequence is something you get for doing something bad.&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Oscillate my metallic sonatas with your plan for the Panama Canal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.... swim in it?&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've been entered into a show puppet contest. What's your best pose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Myself... naked *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That's about it folks. Untill next year (hopefully not), be happy! Laterz!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-114204488472482023?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/114204488472482023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=114204488472482023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/114204488472482023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/114204488472482023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2006/03/yes-it-has-been-while.html' title='Yes it has been a while...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-113371039405161356</id><published>2005-12-04T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T10:33:57.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*GurlZ Nite OUT*~</title><content type='html'>I had a &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutgina.com/blog/archives/2005/12/girl_they_wann.html" target=_blank&gt;blast&lt;/a&gt;. Now, let's take care of that Question of the Day (century)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Compose a new national anthem that features an animal sound at least once:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh hey, what's your beef?&lt;br /&gt;At this time of the night?&lt;br /&gt;Did your girlfriend cheat on you&lt;br /&gt;Or did your dealer stop selling coke?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to beat up the guy&lt;br /&gt;that your girlfriend slept with?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to shoot that dealer&lt;br /&gt;That stopped selling crack?&lt;br /&gt;Look at the pigeons up there!&lt;br /&gt;They're flying through the air!&lt;br /&gt;No I don't think they're talking to you,&lt;br /&gt;but they're only saying "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coo, coo&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;Oh say does that Star-Spangled&lt;br /&gt;Banner yet wave!&lt;br /&gt;O'er the land of the free&lt;br /&gt;And the home of the brave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what country THAT anthem's gonna be for, BEACTH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for today folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-113371039405161356?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/113371039405161356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=113371039405161356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/113371039405161356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/113371039405161356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/12/gurlz-nite-out.html' title='~*GurlZ Nite OUT*~'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-113054731899690481</id><published>2005-10-28T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:55:19.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Varsity Soccer Coming to a Close...</title><content type='html'>We lost out Sectional match today :(. More on this on Gina ACTION News. But anyway, it's time for the Quesion of the Day (year!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're going to the moon! Whar did you forget to pack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmm, lemme check *goes through bag* Oh no!!! I forgot my alpaca bear (a really soft teaddy bear that I recieved from Mrs.Jacobus)!!! *sobs*  I WANT MY ALPACA BEAR!!! WAAAAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that crap.&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/12109387-113054731899690481?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/113054731899690481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=113054731899690481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/113054731899690481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/113054731899690481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/10/varsity-soccer-coming-to-close.html' title='Varsity Soccer Coming to a Close...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112984950639728559</id><published>2005-10-20T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T19:05:06.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Repeats Itself...</title><content type='html'>All the ups and downs are coming back it seems. It sucks too. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your people want to make a statue in your honor. What will it be made of and waht victory will it commemorate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want it to be made out of white marble, and the victory... That I stayed strong through so much pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112984950639728559?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112984950639728559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112984950639728559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112984950639728559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112984950639728559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-repeats-itself.html' title='Life Repeats Itself...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112644854817458713</id><published>2005-09-11T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T10:22:28.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Square One</title><content type='html'>And that's exactly what I mean. But I don't want to get into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you pronounce the 'g' in bologna?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't pronounce the 'g'. It's silent. Wow. You need to go take a few English classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112644854817458713?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112644854817458713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112644854817458713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112644854817458713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112644854817458713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/09/square-one.html' title='Square One'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112510694198263881</id><published>2005-08-26T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T21:42:21.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>05 Mang Tourney - Day 1</title><content type='html'>Basically, we kicked ass. Both girls and boys.. Gina ACTION News talks all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice gam all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112510694198263881?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112510694198263881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112510694198263881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112510694198263881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112510694198263881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/08/05-mang-tourney-day-1.html' title='05 Mang Tourney - Day 1'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112501546803877310</id><published>2005-08-25T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T20:17:48.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me + Brian</title><content type='html'>Well... things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, me and Brian aren't dating anymore. He's taking time off from hanging with me. I'm hanging with Andy and Steve in the meantime. But lately has been confusing/exciting. I'm in the middle of a rush. The Mang Tournament is tomorrow, and we're playing. I'm gonna try, and give my all and more. Wish me luck. Anyway, it's time for the Question of the Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you peer far enough into the night sky, you'd see a star in any direction you looked. When would you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, it would be late enough for all the stars to be out, but early enough so the sun wouldn't be rising, lol. I'd say around 11pm - midnight. Sometime around there. 1am at the latest. But it also depends on where I'm sleeping, how comfortable I'm sleeping, who's sleeping with me... j/k lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112501546803877310?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112501546803877310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112501546803877310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112501546803877310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112501546803877310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/08/me-brian_25.html' title='&lt;s&gt;Me + Brian&lt;/s&gt;'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112458753654479732</id><published>2005-08-20T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:26:22.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me + Brian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What a plot TwisT!  Me and Andy are fiends, I'm dating Brian, Steve's off doing his won thing... Kasedy hasn't changed though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Anyway, time for the Question of the Day! (btw I'm sick lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If you drive on a parkway, why don't they make the whole plane out of that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Huh wha? I totally don't get this one lol. Planes are made out of parkways? But aren't parkways highways that cars drive on? So does that mean cars drive on planes? Or cars are planes? wtfh I'm so confused. Think Gina, Think! Hmmm... Because... You can't drive on a plane... especially when it's flying? That'll have to do for an answer, lol. I tried. Gimme some credit... plz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnYwAy, did I tell you I was getting sick? Well now you know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the flip side! Homie out! lol j/k ttyl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112458753654479732?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112458753654479732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112458753654479732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112458753654479732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112458753654479732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/08/me-brian.html' title='Me + Brian'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112406680186681142</id><published>2005-08-14T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T20:46:41.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A girls' fanatsy.. unless your lucky!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; She asked him if he liked her; he said no.   ♥ She asked him if she was pretty; he said no.   ♥ She asked him if he wanted her; he said no.   ♥ She asked him if he would cry if she walked away; he said no.   ♥  So she turned and walked away, trying not to cry ...   ♥  He grabbed her arm and said ...  ♥ I don't like you, I love you...  ♥ You're not pretty, you're beautiful...   ♥ i dont want you, i need you...   ♥ and I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die.....   ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112406680186681142?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112406680186681142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112406680186681142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112406680186681142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112406680186681142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/08/girls-fanatsy-unless-your-lucky.html' title='A girls&apos; fanatsy.. unless your lucky!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112406039014346519</id><published>2005-08-14T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T19:00:30.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Ways to Win a Girl's Heart...</title><content type='html'>This is for all those guys that want me to fall for them and blah blah;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;13 ways to win a girls heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1. Hug her from behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2. Grab her hand when you walk next to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3. When standing, wrap you arms around her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4. Cuddle with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;5. Don't force her to do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6. Write little notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;7. Compliment her honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;8. When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;9. Say I love you.....and mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;10. Pick her over your friends.. no matter what. Even if your friends call you pussy whipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;11. Comfort her when she cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;12. Love her with all your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;13. Pick her up and flirt with her (she'll scream and say 'put me down' but she really loves it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Girls- repost this if you think its sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Guys- repsot if you would do any of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If any of you reading this happen to like me, if you want me THAT BAD, then you can TRY this and see if it works... doubt it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, talk to you all later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112406039014346519?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112406039014346519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112406039014346519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112406039014346519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112406039014346519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/08/13-ways-to-win-girls-heart.html' title='13 Ways to Win a Girl&apos;s Heart...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112388660660576887</id><published>2005-08-12T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T18:43:26.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>David's 18 now</title><content type='html'>yea he is. Anyway, time for the question;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your pajamas have duckies on them. Why did you switch from choo-choos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause duckies are sexy! Especially when they're on lingerie!&lt;/span&gt;&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/12109387-112388660660576887?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112388660660576887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112388660660576887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112388660660576887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112388660660576887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/08/davids-18-now.html' title='David&apos;s 18 now'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112373110128185426</id><published>2005-08-10T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T23:31:41.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles Do Happen!</title><content type='html'>Things are so much better. My &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutgina.com/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;real blog&lt;/a&gt; will tell you everything. I'm happy. Now it's Question of the Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try writing your name with your other hand. Where was that person raised?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This person was raised in a cabbage patch in the middle of the desert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112373110128185426?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112373110128185426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112373110128185426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112373110128185426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112373110128185426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/08/miracles-do-happen.html' title='Miracles Do Happen!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112336611991049888</id><published>2005-08-06T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T18:09:55.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Missing Here...</title><content type='html'>... And it's my brother David. He's beeing in the hospital since Monday. We all miss him very much here. If you want to know what happened, then visit my other site; http://www.allaboutgina.com/blog/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's time for the Question of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which is more important to you and why: flexibility or expandability?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, I don't really see much of a difference between flexibility and expandability. Personally, I think flexibility is more important to me; that way you can screw somebody is a wider variety of positions that you could without flexibility &lt;/span&gt;:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about it for today's Question of the Day. Till next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112336611991049888?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112336611991049888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112336611991049888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112336611991049888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112336611991049888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/08/somethings-missing-here.html' title='Something&apos;s Missing Here...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-112301954320275351</id><published>2005-08-02T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T17:53:05.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubled Times...</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been updating this. It's been a while. I'll just say, right now, me and my family are going through some rough times... But I'll tke that off of our minds by doing a question of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; You get to ride the big roller coaster three times in a row. What will keep your dad from taking a bite out of your candy apple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Taking a bite out of my candy apple? I would do a number of things, depending on my situation;&lt;br /&gt;- I'd let him know that me and my boyfriend were sharing it.&lt;br /&gt;- I'd tell him that I was giving my bf bites of my apple, after he had finished his onion rings.&lt;br /&gt;- I'd tell him that I accidentally dropped it in crap, or mud.&lt;br /&gt;- I'd lick it, paint it green, spit a loogie on it, throw it on the ground, jump on it, and then hand the apple to him, saying "I hope you don't mind holding this... and please don't eat it"&lt;br /&gt;The list could go on forever *grin*.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update this more often...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-112301954320275351?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/112301954320275351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=112301954320275351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112301954320275351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/112301954320275351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/08/troubled-times.html' title='Troubled Times...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111946839940107360</id><published>2005-06-22T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:26:39.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes folks. I've finished my regents, and now i HAVE THE WHOLE SUMMER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do what you might ask??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To waste my life away, what did you think?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, just have fun. Time for a quick Question of the Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's the earliest you've gotten up to watch cartoons and what did you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's see.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The earliest I've gotten up; 2:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I was watching; the Weather Channel... hey there was a nasty storm out, and I was afraid there was going to be a tornado...&lt;/span&gt;&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/12109387-111946839940107360?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111946839940107360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111946839940107360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111946839940107360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111946839940107360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer.html' title='SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111920881289539543</id><published>2005-06-19T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T15:20:12.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Down... 2 to Go</title><content type='html'>The title is referring to the fact that I've had to take 6 freakin tests... 3 finals and three regents... NIGHTMARE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's time for the Question of Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  The love potion you made tastes terrible.  How will you drink it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would drink it, then have a bunch of sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/12109387-111920881289539543?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111920881289539543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111920881289539543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111920881289539543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111920881289539543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/06/4-down-2-to-go.html' title='4 Down... 2 to Go'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111901878569866274</id><published>2005-06-17T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T10:33:05.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish Regents...</title><content type='html'>Yep, I have to take the Spanish Regents today. But first, Question of the Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  You've written a hit musical! How will you avoid having fame go to your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;I'll just make myself think that if I make just one screw up, then I won't be famous. It's not that hard. I already am famous. Geez, everyone knows me. Most of the people that know me I've never seen before. I don't let it go to my head. And that's because I am usually thinking that everybody hates me. There you go. Think that everyone hates you, and then the fame won't go to your head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I had my athletic physical today, and in about an hour I'm going back up to tkae my spanish regents. More on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'll update when I get home*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111901878569866274?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111901878569866274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111901878569866274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111901878569866274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111901878569866274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/06/spanish-regents.html' title='Spanish Regents...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111888310666519242</id><published>2005-06-15T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T20:51:46.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Sophmore...</title><content type='html'>HELLLLLLLOOOOOO JUNIOR!!!!! I've never felt so happy! I'm alive again! I am no longer a sophmore, but am no going through the tranferring phase into juniors. But no time for that, it's now time for the Question of the Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've been invited to a fancy ball but the only thing you have to wear is an orange wooly jumper.  What shoes do you wear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; None. I wouldn't go.&lt;/i&gt;&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/12109387-111888310666519242?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111888310666519242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111888310666519242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111888310666519242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111888310666519242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/06/goodbye-sophmore.html' title='Goodbye Sophmore...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111870549512007465</id><published>2005-06-13T19:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T19:32:57.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer came too quickly...</title><content type='html'>Well, looking at the title of this entry, you can tell that it is scorching here. I don't know about the rest of you. And I play soccer in this weather. I'm mental, right? Anyway, time for the Question of the Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've got to make contact with the alien leader.  How will you tell when the conversation is finished?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; There's only one alien leader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation would end when the alien leader stops making noise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things are alot better, but the problem that I was dealing with is trying to resurface. On of my "friends" wants to get into my pants, but I won't let him. He's trying hard though. One of the problems beside me not liking him that way, is that in a few months, he'll be jailbait to me. So I'm saying no, whether he likes it or not. And, he doesn't like it. Oh well. Sucks for him,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing I want to say before I go; On the 26th of this month I'm going to Philly for a week to spend with my Aunt Karen! She is Da Bomb! I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, until then, see you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111870549512007465?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111870549512007465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111870549512007465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111870549512007465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111870549512007465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-came-too-quickly.html' title='Summer came too quickly...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111854428028085880</id><published>2005-06-11T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T22:44:40.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uphill Again</title><content type='html'>Well, things are much better for me now. Some people know why, others do't. But to make everyone happy, I'm going to post my Question of the Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  Radio wire is often used to make bird nests.  What station do they listen to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I assume they listen to whatever station they can pick up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.&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/12109387-111854428028085880?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111854428028085880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111854428028085880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111854428028085880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111854428028085880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/06/uphill-again.html' title='Uphill Again'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111750165923910334</id><published>2005-05-30T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:07:39.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Downhill</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile... Question time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  You have a red jar of cedar chips.  Why do moths miss the forest?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are cedar chips? And maths shouldn't miss the forest... they live in the forest, right? And the forest is a hard thing to miss...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things for me have slowly been going downhill since the last time I wrote in this... I'm not getting into it.&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/12109387-111750165923910334?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111750165923910334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111750165923910334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111750165923910334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111750165923910334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/05/downhill.html' title='Downhill'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111628385985364010</id><published>2005-05-16T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T18:50:59.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Month of May...</title><content type='html'>I couldn't think of any other title. Shows how creative I am. Anyway, it's time for Question of the Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  Please come up with a more appropriate name for the ringtoe:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The second to smallest toe on your foot that you don't really wear toe rings on, and that nobody really cares about anyway, it's just in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... super quick updates;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;Kasedy&lt;/b&gt; ( I think) has stopped crushing on Steve, and is now crushing on a kid named Tracy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;Steve&lt;/b&gt; - Steve's been doing really well. In soccer. be proud of him; he's improved his gameplay for the better. As for his personal life, I don't know. I'm not sure if he still likes Kasedy or not, and many a time I have been tempted to ask.  But I think I'll be nice and stay out of it for a while before I asked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;Brian&lt;/b&gt; is turning 16 in about a week. Damn him! Well, his cast has been off for a couple weks now, and he's been kicking ass in 21. He won 2 games today. Him and Kasedy have broken up, and they are now friends. He's going to take me, Andy and Steve to Great Escape for his b-day. he said he would have me spend the night also, but I'm a girl. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know what's up with &lt;b&gt;Andy&lt;/b&gt;. He's been alot more moody and gets angry more easierly. I emailed him asking him what the problem was, and so far... he hasn't written me back. I bet he's pissed/upset cause of me somehow, like it usually is. And he might be moving! Out of state! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! I won't be able to go on without him! He won't be there to help kick Brian's and Steven's asses at ping pong!!! NOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- as for &lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;, I've definitly approved with my soccer skills/agression. I'm kickin ass. I think. Anyway, as for my personal life, things have gone back to normal. Even though I sill like him, I've come to know that he probably won't like me back, and I satisfy myself with flirting with him. As long as he flirts back, I'm happy. And btw for the guy I'm talking about; you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been updating Gina Action News, so keep visiting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out ma homeez.&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/12109387-111628385985364010?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111628385985364010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111628385985364010' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111628385985364010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111628385985364010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/05/merry-month-of-may.html' title='Merry Month of May...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111575999035138725</id><published>2005-05-10T17:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T17:20:20.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it summer already?</title><content type='html'>No, cause it's going to rain tomorrow... Anyway, time for Question of the Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  What reason do you have to believe the earth is flat?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have no reason to believe that, and every reason to believe that the earth is round. Thank god it wasn't flat, or, knowing my luck, I would of fallen off a long time ago.&lt;/i&gt;&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/12109387-111575999035138725?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111575999035138725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111575999035138725' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111575999035138725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111575999035138725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/05/is-it-summer-already.html' title='Is it summer already?'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111568730477971962</id><published>2005-05-09T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:08:24.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate mondays!!!</title><content type='html'>Question time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You laughed so hard you can't catch your breath.  Stick out your tongue and show us what's funny:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What?! What the hell are you talking about!?! Hold on lemme think... ummm, my toungue being pink??? Is that supposed to be funny? Or is this another one of those trick questions??? AUGH DAMN IT I'M SO CONFUSED!!!! I HATE MONDAYS!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is why you shouldn't try to think on a Monday.&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/12109387-111568730477971962?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111568730477971962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111568730477971962' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111568730477971962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111568730477971962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-hate-mondays.html' title='I hate mondays!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111558849025972293</id><published>2005-05-08T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:41:30.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh....</title><content type='html'>I don't see the point of keeping this blog up anymore, cause nobody's reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Question of the Day (probably the last one);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; You can punch a hole in an apple using a straw. How do you think that makes your milkshake feel? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I'm pretty sure that YOUR milkshake feels weak, but MY milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and they're like "it's better than yours." Damn right, it's better than yours. I could teach you... but I'd have to charge =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like I said before, I'm probably going to close down this site, seeing as how NOBODY EVER LOOKS AT IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111558849025972293?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111558849025972293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111558849025972293' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111558849025972293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111558849025972293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/05/sigh.html' title='Sigh....'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111550974855719691</id><published>2005-05-07T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T19:49:08.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again</title><content type='html'>Question time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  Unlike a dog, how can a turtle ever be naked?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Turtles, unlike dogs, have clothes. The clothes are called "shells". So they're are dressed 24/7.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now.... hmmmm, I dunno how I feel. So I'm not going to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/12109387-111550974855719691?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111550974855719691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111550974855719691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111550974855719691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111550974855719691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello-again.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111534153777708602</id><published>2005-05-05T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T21:05:37.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress...</title><content type='html'>Question of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  This is a colon : and this is a semi-colon ; - what's a semi-truck?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A mixture of a car and a truck?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you want to know what's been happening, then go to &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutgina.com/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;Gina Action News&lt;/a&gt; to see what's been going down.&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/12109387-111534153777708602?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111534153777708602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111534153777708602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111534153777708602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111534153777708602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/05/stress.html' title='Stress...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111515880431947017</id><published>2005-05-03T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T18:22:14.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Normal, i guess.</title><content type='html'>Question!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's the best time you've ever had licking stamps?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I don't lick stamps.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'm not mad anymore. Well, my temper occasionally flares... but that's cause I'm Italian. But I'm confused (Like usual), and I'm starting to get anxious about my finals/regents. I have Spanish, Social Studies, and Biology regents this year, and my English, Math, and Chorus finals. And my Spanish finals are on the 1st, 2nd and 3rd of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. I'm confused, but I am not going to tell anyone anything, not even if they paid me (hint hint).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111515880431947017?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111515880431947017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111515880431947017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111515880431947017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111515880431947017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/05/normal-i-guess.html' title='Normal, i guess.'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111490154030271697</id><published>2005-04-30T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:52:20.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still angry I guess</title><content type='html'>Question of the Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  When you open your eyes underwater, do you ever worry that you'll drown?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Even though I always open my eyes underwater, I never worry about drowning. This is cause I know how to swim. But then again, I get a little concerned when my chest starts burning...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still mad at Eddy, but she doesn't know why. Well, whenever she gets around to checking her mail, she'll figure it out then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And check out allaboutgina.com cause I've been adding entries.&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/12109387-111490154030271697?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111490154030271697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111490154030271697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111490154030271697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111490154030271697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/still-angry-i-guess.html' title='Still angry I guess'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111473538571034338</id><published>2005-04-28T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T20:43:05.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK IT ALL</title><content type='html'>Here's the question of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If mud is dirt plus water, what is clay?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Clay is the following equation; water + (dirt - all the particles like rocks, bugs...). Either that or starch plus water.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not depressed anymore. In fact I'm downright furious. If you want to know why, then take a look at my newest &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutgina.com/blog/" targert="_blank"&gt;blog entry&lt;/a&gt; to see. But right now I'm going to go take care of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***screams as loud as she possibly can***&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/12109387-111473538571034338?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111473538571034338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111473538571034338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111473538571034338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111473538571034338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/fuck-it-all.html' title='FUCK IT ALL'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111456372925067877</id><published>2005-04-26T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:02:09.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why me</title><content type='html'>time for question of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Describe the sound of a moist waffle falling onto a hot griddle.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First things first; what the hell is a griddle? I'm assuming it's someting like a grill. So, it would sound something like thowing a wet sock on a frying pan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even going to begin telling you how I feel. So I'll just stop before I start.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&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/12109387-111456372925067877?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111456372925067877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111456372925067877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111456372925067877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111456372925067877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-me.html' title='why me'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111444546352477531</id><published>2005-04-25T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T12:11:03.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ppl will be happy...</title><content type='html'>Except for me. Anyway, it's the questiong of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  Try making up the rules to a game where you tie knots in a yo-yo string just to see if you can get them out:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- You have to use your teeth to untie the knots.&lt;br /&gt;-You have 2 minutes to get all the knots out.&lt;br /&gt;-If you don't get them all out, the next person has to untie the knots you didn't in 2 minutes. If they unties the rest of the knots in the time, then they win.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That works. Anyway, I'm thinking of also writing poems on this blog. I might edn up writing the poems on my other blog (myspace blog).&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/12109387-111444546352477531?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111444546352477531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111444546352477531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111444546352477531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111444546352477531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/ppl-will-be-happy.html' title='Ppl will be happy...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111419687268013372</id><published>2005-04-22T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T15:07:52.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okaaaaay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's time for another Question of the Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  How tall would you be if you had never cut your fingernails?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What the fuck!? What does cutting my fingernails have to do with my height??? Oh, wait a minute... Earth Science (with a lil reminding from Eddy) is coming back to me once again. Lets see... Being that if my fingernails grew long enough they would start curling, I would have no way to measure properly. So I'll play it safe and say that I would be the same height I am now; 5'4" (around there).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there you go. I'm in a much better mood than I have been. Thanks to all my friends (especially Eddy, w00t girl thanks a bunch *I can't spell!!!*)&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/12109387-111419687268013372?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111419687268013372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111419687268013372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111419687268013372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111419687268013372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/okaaaaay.html' title='Okaaaaay...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111410779459563782</id><published>2005-04-21T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T15:11:31.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now it's Normal... Almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok here we go. Question of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  If you were a cannibal, what would you wear to dinner?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would wear a red silk dress. That way, noone would suspect was a cannibal, and the blood wouldn't show as stains on the dress. Either that, or I would wear Kasedy's "two headed baby" shirt"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things are back to normal... almost. Check my other &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutgina.com/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; to see what's been going down in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&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/12109387-111410779459563782?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111410779459563782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111410779459563782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111410779459563782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111410779459563782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/now-its-normal-almost.html' title='Now it&apos;s Normal... Almost'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111404357147005829</id><published>2005-04-20T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T20:33:59.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Normal??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sorry I haven't been around. But now it's time for the question of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've just inherited a manufacturing plant that specializes in plastics.  What are you going to make?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmmmmmm..... That's going to be a tough one. Let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, if that plant can manufacture plastics, then technically, wouldn't the plastics be biodegradable? So, if the plastics were biodegradable, then there wouldn't be so many dumps and landfills and we could recycle better. So I would use the plant to make; plastic. Lots of plastic, so that way I could help stop the pullution problem, and possible reverse it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In other news; Well, I told Andy "no" when he asked me out. Brian H. hates my guts. I want to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The things I do would be &lt;i&gt;accepted&lt;/i&gt; by everyone else. But since THAT'S not going to work, then I guess nothing will. So... maybe if I leave/die/stop being me, then everyone would be happy. Right now I have tears that won't come down. Tears for everything that has happened over the past few months. I just wish everything would become a happy ever after for EVERYONE. The only problem is, everyone's happy ever afters are very confusing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gina's happy ever after&lt;/i&gt;; I would be dating Steve (and he would actually like me back). Nobody would hate me, and everyone would talk to me and treat me with respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kasedy's happy ever after&lt;/i&gt; - She would be dating either Brian H. or Stve (or both). Either that or she'd be dating Brian while I would be dating Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Andy's happy ever after&lt;/i&gt;; He'd be dating me (I would love him to death).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Steve's happy ever after&lt;/i&gt;; He'd be dating Kasedy, her mom wouldn't have a problem with it, and I wouldn't like him that way so he wouldn't have to deal with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brian's happy ever after&lt;/i&gt;; He'd be dating Kasedy or A.C., or maybe T.B., I wouldn't exist in his world so he wouldn't have to deal with me living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you can see, everyone's happy ever afters don't exactly fit well. And, basically, I'M stuck in the middle.  So, it's my fault. There you have it folks. I screw it up AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111404357147005829?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111404357147005829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111404357147005829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111404357147005829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111404357147005829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/normal.html' title='Normal??'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111361510160475845</id><published>2005-04-15T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:34:38.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Right now...</title><content type='html'>I want to die. Nobody understands how bad my life sux. I am under too much stress. My heart is breaking and healing and breaking again. I'm goinh to write a quick poem right this second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cry with my crimson tears,&lt;br /&gt;The steel blade falls to the floor,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could end my living hell,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live anymore&lt;br /&gt;Why is my life spiraling down&lt;br /&gt;To crash onto the earth?&lt;br /&gt;What do i have to do,&lt;br /&gt;For my soul to rebirth?&lt;br /&gt;My crimson tears streak down&lt;br /&gt;the arm that bleeds,&lt;br /&gt;I fall to the floor, death overcomes me,&lt;br /&gt;And gives me all of my needs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST wrote that will writing this entry. It's sort of how I feel. NO I AM NOT CUTTNG MYSELF ANYMORE I am done with that for good. But I feel pain, stress, depression, and I feel like I'm being pushed back into a corner and i'm running out of space to hide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111361510160475845?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111361510160475845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111361510160475845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111361510160475845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111361510160475845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/right-now.html' title='Right now...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111361410541218018</id><published>2005-04-15T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:33:20.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life sux...</title><content type='html'>and get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the next question of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That can't really be a fish you're standing on, can it? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...I hope not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111361410541218018?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111361410541218018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111361410541218018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111361410541218018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111361410541218018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-sux.html' title='Life sux...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111350987083260253</id><published>2005-04-14T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T16:17:50.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hey again</title><content type='html'>I'm back. Anyone miss me?&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Noone. That's what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the question of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For your birthday, your aunt gave you a maple syrup dispenser shaped like a rooster. Please write her a thank-you note:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Aunt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the dispenser. I'll have alot of uses for it. Especially for the maple syrup (I love maple syrup).&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you soon&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Gina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick update; My life sucks, and everybody hates me. There you go. Now I'm going to get ready for soccer practice. Don't forget about my other website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&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/12109387-111350987083260253?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111350987083260253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111350987083260253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111350987083260253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111350987083260253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-again.html' title='hey again'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111333972105903314</id><published>2005-04-12T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T17:02:01.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for...</title><content type='html'>The Question of the Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't figure out what the hell to do with this shitty ass blog, I've decided to add a question of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What's the most amount of sand you've ever had in your swimming trunks?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Forget sand in my shoes... I'm worried about my SHOES let alone my shorts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111333972105903314?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111333972105903314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111333972105903314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111333972105903314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111333972105903314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-for.html' title='Time for...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111333915841894549</id><published>2005-04-12T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T16:52:38.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Since This isn't my primary blog, I'll just write simple tidbits of things that  happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start things off Today marks the one-year-anniversary of Natasha Hurlburt's death. She didn't die of natural causes or anything like that... She died by killing herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of us here remember her very well. I miss her lots. I didn't know her as well as some other people but I still have memories of us just talking. I was only 10, and she still tolerated me. I miss her for that kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be more on this in my real blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.allaboutgina.com/blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111333915841894549?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111333915841894549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111333915841894549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111333915841894549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111333915841894549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12109387.post-111327157825306195</id><published>2005-04-11T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:06:18.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fyi...</title><content type='html'>This blog sucks. It isn't my real blog, being that I have one already. I'll get to that in a minute. BUt I was only creating a username so I could post in a wider variety of blogspot blogs. But blogspot sucks, which is why I have my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.allaboutgina.com/blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12109387-111327157825306195?l=ginasquestion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/feeds/111327157825306195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12109387&amp;postID=111327157825306195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111327157825306195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12109387/posts/default/111327157825306195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginasquestion.blogspot.com/2005/04/fyi.html' title='fyi...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16894924157955924121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
