<?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-3988814145814117393</id><updated>2012-01-09T11:03:15.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>asdfghjkl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988814145814117393.post-3394730278289824010</id><published>2011-12-07T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:45:08.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Dawg</title><content type='html'>I am so exhausted today. I just want food. I had to take notes over the whole chapter 2 in AP Calculus. I just finished doing a district science test which took forever. Now I have this class and I have no clue what I will be doing. Hopefully it is something easy because my mind is on food right now. A 5 Guys burger sounds so good with a large of fries. Yummm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-3394730278289824010?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/3394730278289824010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/12/hot-dawg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/3394730278289824010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/3394730278289824010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/12/hot-dawg.html' title='Hot Dawg'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-5913559322755211704</id><published>2011-11-30T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:51:52.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was so quiet it....</title><content type='html'>It was so quiet that it was weird. I don't usually go to places where it is quiet. My house there is always either music or the TV on at all times. &amp;nbsp;Having it so quiet right now gives me a chance to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-5913559322755211704?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/5913559322755211704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-was-so-quiet-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/5913559322755211704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/5913559322755211704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-was-so-quiet-it.html' title='It was so quiet it....'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-7212374218501495019</id><published>2011-11-16T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:46:06.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Rather</title><content type='html'>I'd rather be home right now. I'm so tired right now. Physics class my lab group didn't help me with the lab and when I asked them to give me the numbers for the data table. They gave me the wrong one.School is to boring to deal with. I just want to go home and take a nap. I don't feel productive but I still have to do research for my group essay. Then I have to study for Ap Economics free response.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-7212374218501495019?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/7212374218501495019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/11/id-rather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/7212374218501495019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/7212374218501495019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/11/id-rather.html' title='I&apos;d Rather'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-216382371056218278</id><published>2011-11-09T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:48:23.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>Ap Economics gets so confusing at times. There are hundreds of graphs to learn and memorize. All of the curves of each graph is difficult to&amp;nbsp;comprehend. You have to know your Classical and&amp;nbsp;Keynesian&amp;nbsp;theory and&amp;nbsp;know&amp;nbsp;that a fiscal or monetary policy does to the graph. It is&amp;nbsp;overwhelming&amp;nbsp; but is&amp;nbsp;satisfying&amp;nbsp;know that you can explain what the graph says. I wish there weren't hundreds of curves on one graph. I can't be expected to know what is the effect of the price level on them. But nope you have to know every outcome to each curve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-216382371056218278?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/216382371056218278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/11/confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/216382371056218278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/216382371056218278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/11/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-36268150735548442</id><published>2011-11-02T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:02:39.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winterball Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.29149070335552096" style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;As October changes to November that means Winterball is slowly coming. A senior named Dustin has no clue who to ask to Winterball. Dustin was one of those guys who talks to a lot of girls but doesn’t commit to any of them. Dustin narrowed it down to three girls to ask to Winterball. His first choice is Lydia. Lydia and Dustin did go out before and was great until Lydia decided to break it off because of school. Dusitn had to get over so he stopped talking to her but that made Lydia hate him. So Dustin decided not to go with her. The second girl is Sierra. She goes to another high school and is one year younger. Dustin thinks she is cute but doesn’t see much in her personality. Dustin believes that it will boring time with her. Then finally there was Tiffany. Now Tiffany was not just any ordinary girl. She was perfect. She was outgoing, funny, and always had a smile on her face. She does a lot of community service, plays sports, and still maintains a high GPA. Tiffany was someone special that Dustin wanted. However, Dustin doesn’t not how Tiffany feels about him. But the Friday before Thanksgiving break Dustin with all his strength and courage got up and asked Tiffany to Winterball. Tiffany said, “I would love to go with you.” Now Dustin’s dilemma is solved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-36268150735548442?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/36268150735548442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/11/winterball-dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/36268150735548442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/36268150735548442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/11/winterball-dilemma.html' title='Winterball Dilemma'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-4371812536625325694</id><published>2011-10-26T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:57:53.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>I am missing Japantown. Japantown is located in Downtown San Jose and is very tight knit community. I have been going to Japantown almost once a week for the past 2 years. Lately I have been busy with college applications and Senior year so I have been to Japantown in little over a month. Japantown has the best shaved ice and clothing stores. I support the local clothing lines. One store, Aristocrats lets me just hang out in the shop and do whatever. I'm practically apart of the Aristocrat family. The cafe down the block makes an awesome coffee. Japantown is filled with the nicest people and has a strong bond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-4371812536625325694?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/4371812536625325694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/10/missing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/4371812536625325694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/4371812536625325694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/10/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-3073486238783917156</id><published>2011-10-19T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:47:37.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Thing To Do</title><content type='html'>My favorite thing to do is photography. I enjoy creating a photo that no&amp;nbsp;else&amp;nbsp;has created. &amp;nbsp;Photography calms my mind and lets me focus only on photography. The process of editing is fulfilling. It is a step that is needed if it is a digital image. But also I don't limit myself to one aspect of photography. I also use film cameras when I get bored of shooting digitally. Film camera's photos are more abstract compared to a DSLR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-3073486238783917156?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/3073486238783917156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/10/favorite-thing-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/3073486238783917156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/3073486238783917156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/10/favorite-thing-to-do.html' title='Favorite Thing To Do'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-4606512723922386445</id><published>2011-10-05T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:52:44.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Get So Mad When....</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I get so mad when people start rumors about me. I always hear rumors about me talking to this girl or how I ignored this girl. I don't know how these rumors get started but come on who has the time to spread rumors. It isn't hard to ask me a question about me talking to a girl or why I came as rude the other day. I don't appreciate how these rumors spread about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;So when people start rumors about me I try to clear them up. I usually tell the person who said to me that it is false. That didn't happen. But sometimes I ask where they heard it from. Then I confront the person and make sure that rumors don't spread again. But then another rumor starts to spread and the cycle continues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-4606512723922386445?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/4606512723922386445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-get-so-mad-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/4606512723922386445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/4606512723922386445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-get-so-mad-when.html' title='I Get So Mad When....'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-4656615134568382571</id><published>2011-09-28T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T10:56:11.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texting</title><content type='html'>There was a boy and girl named Dustin and Joy. They liked each other and started to going out. It was all fine in Dustin eyes. But Joy saw it differently. When the recess bell ended Dustin was with Joy to class. Dustin then tried to be all sly and tried to hold her hand. But Joy moved her hand away and said "We need to&amp;nbsp;talk&amp;nbsp;after school." Dustin knew what was coming it was the break up talk. Dustin then replayed all these scenarios in his head. But couldn't think of why she would break up with him. So when after school came Dustin checks his phone and sees he has&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;a text. It was from Joy breaking up with him because she wanted to focus on school. Dustin was crushed but he knew it was for the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-4656615134568382571?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/4656615134568382571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/09/texting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/4656615134568382571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/4656615134568382571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/09/texting.html' title='Texting'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-4524804522304840297</id><published>2011-09-21T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T10:53:59.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing A Blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.19264731206931174" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;     I always draw blank at the worst times. It usually happens when I’m taking a &amp;nbsp;multiple choice test and I come across a question I know. But when I look at the the answer choice I lose focus and forget what would be the reasonable answer. Then when I choose an answer, I second guess myself. After drawing a blank on one question I begin to draw a blank on the rest of the questions. My train of thougth goes spiraling down until, I finish my test. The next second I turned in the test everything comes back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-4524804522304840297?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/4524804522304840297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/09/drawing-blank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/4524804522304840297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/4524804522304840297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/09/drawing-blank.html' title='Drawing A Blank'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-7569858211525284879</id><published>2011-09-07T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T10:58:10.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Freaking Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.18980165175162256" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I’m freaking out about college! I still have to retake the SAT or take the ACT. I dislike my SAT score. My SAT score is so low!I still have to edit my personal essay for the UC Colleges. I have to fill out my common application. I’m worried about how much I will get from the state for grants and loans. I still haven’t received any scholarship money. I’m still undecided on my major. I have to lower down how many colleges I’m applying to from eight to six. The big thing that freaks me out is the cost of the colleges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-7569858211525284879?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/7569858211525284879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-freaking-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/7569858211525284879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/7569858211525284879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-freaking-out.html' title='I&apos;m Freaking Out!'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-418880437069527509</id><published>2011-08-31T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T11:05:40.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C&amp;C</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.5491299768909812" style="background-color: transparent; color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;    There was two sisters, Cecile and Crystal. They would always fight. One day their parents left to go to the Meryrose Grocery Store. Cecile then tip toed to Crystal’s room and took Crystal’s favorite Kardashian doll while she was sleeping. Crystal then woke up and her doll couldn’t be found. Crystal became furious. Crystal then took her shrink ray and shrunk Cecile! Cecile let it out shriek. Then the front door opened! The parents came home. Crystal was in panic. She just shrunk her sister The parents see Cecile and told Crystal to unshrink Cecile. Crystal then learned she should’t fight with her sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-418880437069527509?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/418880437069527509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/08/c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/418880437069527509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/418880437069527509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/08/c.html' title='C&amp;C'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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-3988814145814117393.post-2814946470445318644</id><published>2011-08-24T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:30:16.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy to be at school because....</title><content type='html'>I'm&amp;nbsp;happy&amp;nbsp;to be in school! I'm finally a senior at Santa Clara. I'm glad&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;see some&amp;nbsp;familiar&amp;nbsp;faces. The classes I got this year are easy for the most part. I don't have a class with Cecile or Brian. Tres sad. But I have English with one of my best friends, Alex.&amp;nbsp;Apparently, everyone knows me somehow. I hear underclassmen&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;never spoke to say my name in the halls. It is going to be an&amp;nbsp;interesting&amp;nbsp;year to say the least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3988814145814117393-2814946470445318644?l=justcreativity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/feeds/2814946470445318644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-happy-to-be-at-school-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/2814946470445318644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988814145814117393/posts/default/2814946470445318644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justcreativity.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-happy-to-be-at-school-because.html' title='I&apos;m happy to be at school because....'/><author><name>Justin Dixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103240115238705041</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>
