<?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-7263910287438259675</id><updated>2011-10-18T09:48:05.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*senior 09*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-9067450889848853007</id><published>2009-05-01T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:05:38.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SfsPe6bYBHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/q3L7lAXCr3U/s1600-h/art.pigs.gi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SfsPe6bYBHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/q3L7lAXCr3U/s320/art.pigs.gi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330871607677682802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;i think its pretty scary how this is spreading quickly....i mean, there are already schools here in texas that are closed because of reported cases.......i know that i do not want to end up getting the swine flu!! so it better not come here!! and by the way i didn't know that this is what pigs usually get....ewwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-9067450889848853007?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/9067450889848853007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=9067450889848853007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/9067450889848853007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/9067450889848853007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu.html' title='Swine Flu'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SfsPe6bYBHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/q3L7lAXCr3U/s72-c/art.pigs.gi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-2484448184164664769</id><published>2009-04-08T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:37:34.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st grade teacher Mrs. Atchley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my teacher was kind of like a mother to me....... she always treated me kindly and really made me feel good about myself.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i didn't write this story/poem.......but this relates to kind of how my 1st grade teacher really just wanted what was best for me ( and so did my parents!!) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Whose child is this?" I asked one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Seeing a little one out at play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Mine", said the parent with a tender smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Mine to keep a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To bathe her hands and comb her hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To tell her what she is to wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To prepare her that she may always be good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And each day do the things she should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Whose child is this?" I asked again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As the door opened and someone came in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Mine", said the teacher with the same tender smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Mine, to keep just for a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To teach her how to be gentle and kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To train and direct her dear little mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To help her live by every rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And get the best she can from school"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Whose child is this?" I ask once more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just as the little one entered the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Ours" said the parent and the teacher as they smiled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And each took the hand of the little child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Ours to love and train together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ours this blessed task forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-2484448184164664769?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/2484448184164664769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=2484448184164664769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/2484448184164664769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/2484448184164664769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-teacher-was-kind-of-like-mother-to.html' title='My 1st grade teacher Mrs. Atchley'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-4402366786210225112</id><published>2009-03-13T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:23:04.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/Sbp6Psz4CsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0TRaAKJat6w/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/Sbp6Psz4CsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0TRaAKJat6w/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312693120582290114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-4402366786210225112?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/4402366786210225112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=4402366786210225112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/4402366786210225112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/4402366786210225112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/Sbp6Psz4CsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0TRaAKJat6w/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-568212949443965523</id><published>2009-03-11T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:25:47.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking back&lt;br /&gt;At my past&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness&lt;br /&gt;It has gone by way too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems just like&lt;br /&gt;The other day&lt;br /&gt;When we were in elementary school&lt;br /&gt;Learning our ABC'S and 123's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came high school&lt;br /&gt;I will say...&lt;br /&gt;These are the most memorable years of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened&lt;br /&gt;And all so fast...&lt;br /&gt;Soon is graduation&lt;br /&gt;This is my class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made many friends&lt;br /&gt;But lost some too...&lt;br /&gt;Some to accidents,&lt;br /&gt;Some to deaths,&lt;br /&gt;And some better left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live from the past&lt;br /&gt;And start over new&lt;br /&gt;Life does go on&lt;br /&gt;And that is what is keeping me strong :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-568212949443965523?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/568212949443965523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=568212949443965523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/568212949443965523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/568212949443965523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2009/03/looking-back-at-my-past-oh-my-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-3016634368297388496</id><published>2009-02-26T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:19:09.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*10 Reasons why i love the spring semester*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. warmer weather.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. spring break is getting closer and closer.....(which im not too excited because i still have to work) :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. GRADUATION IS COMING UP!!!!! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. my daddy is gonna come home for 2 weeks in may  yay!!! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;5. rainy days.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;6. getting ready to leave childress....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;7. ooo my dad is getting me a car for graduation!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;8. will be leaving my mom soon!!! (well its kinda sad, but...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;9. did i already say graduation????!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;10. school will be out before i know it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-3016634368297388496?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/3016634368297388496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=3016634368297388496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/3016634368297388496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/3016634368297388496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-reasons-why-i-love-spring-semester.html' title='*10 Reasons why i love the spring semester*'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-8859625161405027472</id><published>2009-01-17T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:31:30.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle baby born two days after mother’s ‘death’ Doctors kept mom’s heart beating; 2-lb. infant delivered premature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;div class="textMedBlackBold"&gt;By Mike Celizic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="textMedBlack"&gt;TODAYShow.com contributor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="textTimestamp"&gt;&lt;span id="udtD"&gt;updated &lt;span class="time"&gt;8:37 a.m. CT,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="date"&gt;Thurs., Jan. 15, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script language="javascript"&gt;   function UpdateTimeStamp(pdt) {    var n = document.getElementById("udtD");    if(pdt != '' &amp;&amp; n &amp;&amp; window.DateTime) {     var dt = new DateTime();     pdt = dt.T2D(pdt);     if(dt.GetTZ(pdt)) {n.innerHTML = dt.D2S(pdt,((''.toLowerCase()=='false')?false:true));}    }   }   UpdateTimeStamp('633676270325730000');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;A tiny baby girl gaining strength in an incubator in England is named “Aya” — Arabic for “mi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SXK8zq2tqMI/AAAAAAAAACM/oqZs3syM7U0/s1600-h/090115-miraclebaby-hmed-8a.hmedium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SXK8zq2tqMI/AAAAAAAAACM/oqZs3syM7U0/s320/090115-miraclebaby-hmed-8a.hmedium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292500107976878274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;racle.” The name is not only beautiful but also descriptive of her birth: She was born two days after her mother was declared brain dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;Jayne Soliman, a former British figure skating champion, was 41 years old and looked to be in perfect health as she carried the child she and her husband, Mahmoud, had dreamed of having. She was 25 weeks pregnant and working at her job as a skating coach on Wednesday, Jan. 7, when trouble signs appeared, according to a story reported Thursday for TODAY by NBC News’ Dawna Friesen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;“She said she didn't feel well, she had a headache and went home early,” Soliman’s friend, Abi Baldwin, told NBC News.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Once at home, Soliman collapsed. She was rushed to a hospital, where it was determined that she had suffered a massive hemorrhage caused by an aggressive tumor that had been growing undetected in her brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Between life and death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Soliman was declared brain dead, Friesen reported. But doctors kept her heart beating on life-support machines in the hope that they could save her unborn baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;For two days, they fed the tiny fetus large doses of steroids through her mother’s blood vessels to force the baby’s lungs to develop. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SXK-EvPgXFI/AAAAAAAAACs/0KBNgaTd5sI/s1600-h/090115-soliman-vmed-10a.standard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SXK-EvPgXFI/AAAAAAAAACs/0KBNgaTd5sI/s320/090115-soliman-vmed-10a.standard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292501500724010066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;On Friday, 48 hours after Soliman died, an obstetrician delivered Aya Jayne Soliman via Caesarean section. Soliman was disconnected from the machines that had kept her body alive, and shortly after, her heart stopped beating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;The infant weighed just over 2 pounds. Although she is in an incubator in a neonatal intensive care unit, Friesen said, “She is tiny, but perfect. And, friends say, will be showered with love.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;“It was Jayne's one true wish to be a mum. She would have been a great mum,” Mahmoud Soliman said in a statement to the media. “In the space of 48 hours I have experienced joy at the birth of my child and endured torment over losing my wonderful wife.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;span id="byLine"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tragedy and triumph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can't help but be touched by the tragedy of the situation, that this is a mom that lost her life and a baby that won't know her mother,” Dr. Deborah Harrington, the obstetrician who delivered Aya, told NBC.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;span id="byLine"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In 1989, Soliman became Great Britain’s figure skating champion and was ranked seventh in the world. She continued skating and coaching after her professional career ended. She met her husband while she was working in Dubai two years ago, according to British media reports.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;span id="byLine"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Skater David Phillips, a 48-year-old colleague and friend of Soliman’s, told reporters in England that Soliman was ecstatic at the prospect of becoming a mother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;span id="byLine"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“To Jayne, becoming a mother was the best thing in the world that could have happened to her,” he is reported to have said. “She was so happy, she had always wanted to be a mum more than anything else. She lived to have a baby girl — that was the one thing she wanted in her life.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;span id="byLine"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A tearful Baldwin told NBC, “I hope that Jayne's spirit will live on in Aya, and every time Jayne's husband looks at Aya he'll realize how wonderful Jayne was.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-8859625161405027472?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/8859625161405027472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=8859625161405027472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/8859625161405027472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/8859625161405027472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2009/01/miracle-baby-born-two-days-after.html' title='Miracle baby born two days after mother’s ‘death’ Doctors kept mom’s heart beating; 2-lb. infant delivered premature'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SXK8zq2tqMI/AAAAAAAAACM/oqZs3syM7U0/s72-c/090115-miraclebaby-hmed-8a.hmedium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-5468087963617871661</id><published>2008-12-12T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:58:28.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Room 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SUKJqPLIkZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5owP4zRD5jk/s1600-h/Love-bugs-726562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SUKJqPLIkZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5owP4zRD5jk/s320/Love-bugs-726562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278933071952384402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The room 101 would be tiny and filled with bugs (which i HATE!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-5468087963617871661?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/5468087963617871661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=5468087963617871661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/5468087963617871661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/5468087963617871661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/12/room-101.html' title='Room 101'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SUKJqPLIkZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5owP4zRD5jk/s72-c/Love-bugs-726562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-8167745742444023116</id><published>2008-11-25T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:02:07.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Happy Thanksgiving!!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My family always has great food like....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Cherry cheese cakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Pecan pies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Pumpkin pies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Chocolate pies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Potato salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Broccoli casserole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oh man i love it soooooo MUCH!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;10 REASONS WHY I LOVE THANKSGIVING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1. we get out for like a week (well almost :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2. seeing my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3. eat, eat, and eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4. don't have to work on thanksgiving day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5. don't have to go to school!!! yay me!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6.  ummm..... well i dont know anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;reasons but..... yeah i have 6 so....&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/7263910287438259675-8167745742444023116?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/8167745742444023116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=8167745742444023116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/8167745742444023116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/8167745742444023116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='~Happy Thanksgiving!!!~'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-3021257737488424785</id><published>2008-11-21T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:03:06.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Packed My Chute</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1. my daddy (i love him soooo much!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2. my mom (even though we always fight and argue about something stupid, i still love her and she has and will always be there for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;3. Brittney J. aka Brit Brat ( we have had our "moments" where we were extremely mad at each other, but other than that she has been here for me since freshman year....love ya gurl!! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4. My sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. My Grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6. My cousin tasha (she's always been there for me and gave me advice when i needed it....i don't know how i could have done it with out her!! :]])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-3021257737488424785?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/3021257737488424785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=3021257737488424785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/3021257737488424785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/3021257737488424785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/11/they-packed-my-chute.html' title='They Packed My Chute'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-8297866105900672568</id><published>2008-11-13T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:29:59.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever....</title><content type='html'>I am not looking forward to work today....yeah because it's sooo boring and we are usually slow..... and  I don't have anything else to blog about so :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-8297866105900672568?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/8297866105900672568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=8297866105900672568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/8297866105900672568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/8297866105900672568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/11/whatever.html' title='whatever....'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-7172649652571535330</id><published>2008-11-04T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:56:01.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Costumes Banned for School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I think that it was stupid for that boy to wear a hitler costume to school...but that shouldn't have made the rest of the school not able to wear any costumes....that just got a little bit out of hand...i know that i would be mad if i couldn't wear a costume to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ten Things I Like About Halloween&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;1. Scaring little children (FUN!!!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Watching scary movies&lt;br /&gt;3. Candy, Candy, and more Candy!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Costumes&lt;br /&gt;5. Parties&lt;br /&gt;6. tp'ing random peoples houses&lt;br /&gt;7. Haunted Houses&lt;br /&gt;8. Halloween cookies&lt;br /&gt;9. Carnivals&lt;br /&gt;10. Trick-or-treat!!!&lt;br /&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/7263910287438259675-7172649652571535330?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/7172649652571535330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=7172649652571535330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/7172649652571535330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/7172649652571535330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-costumes-banned-for-school.html' title='Halloween Costumes Banned for School'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-2593018399781168564</id><published>2008-10-24T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:05:14.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Coach Rhodes</title><content type='html'>well i remember coach rhodes from freshman year; in class people would always forget there homework or not do it at all...and he would always say "Now that's why I don't have any hair, I have to put up with you freshmen". We all knew that he was not saying it to make us mad, so we all laughed. I remember Brittney Jackson (sorry gurll but i love u!!) would always forget to do her homework and coach would say "Jackson! Now Jackson...where is your homework!?" The way he said it would be so funny.... he also used to say "Well...I really don't know!" Oh and I can't forget that when someone has a birthday he would always sing to them....... so Happy belated birthday coach!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-2593018399781168564?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/2593018399781168564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=2593018399781168564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/2593018399781168564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/2593018399781168564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/10/memories-of-coach-rhodes.html' title='Memories of Coach Rhodes'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-6387676451492191975</id><published>2008-10-10T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:03:05.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Once upon a time there was this little bug who lived in Bugsfield. His name was Buggly. He was a tiny little bug who lived all by himself in a tiny little house. Buggly used to live in Tumbletown with his family, but he started going to Bugsfield College. One night there was lots of rain in Tumbletown, and everyone was told to leave. Well Buggly got the news and he worried about his family the whole time...His parents and baby sister Cuddly were flying to Bugsfield trying to get away from the rain...As they were flying, the rain started coming down really hard....&lt;br /&gt; Meanwhile in Bugsfield, Buggly was conserned because he knew that his family should have been here by now... So he started looking for them... He was out all night searching and still couldnt find them...&lt;br /&gt;The next day he went to Tumbletown and he seen his baby sister Cuddly crying while laying on a leaf by the Wiggly store...He came up to her and said come with him...She said that their parents had died.......so they moved back to Bugsfield and lived together forever!!!! THE END!&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/7263910287438259675-6387676451492191975?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/6387676451492191975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=6387676451492191975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/6387676451492191975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/6387676451492191975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/10/once-upon-time-there-was-this-little.html' title=''/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-5045176512414476156</id><published>2008-10-03T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:08:02.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>b~day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;well..........i used to have birthday parties and stuff.....but i dont anymore......my mom and dad just tell me happy birthday and thats pretty much it.....i usually get a present, but nothing major.....so yeah my b~day is pretty much just another day....:(&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/7263910287438259675-5045176512414476156?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/5045176512414476156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=5045176512414476156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/5045176512414476156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/5045176512414476156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/10/bday.html' title='b~day!'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-323032440762808260</id><published>2008-09-19T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T07:43:27.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons why i love fridays!!</title><content type='html'>1&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.  its the end of the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. pep rally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. football games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. dont have to go to school the next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. get to stay out until 12:00 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-323032440762808260?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/323032440762808260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=323032440762808260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/323032440762808260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/323032440762808260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/09/reasons-why-i-love-fridays.html' title='reasons why i love fridays!!'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-943534194269679097</id><published>2008-09-12T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:08:45.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Future</title><content type='html'>Whenever I'm like out of college and around 30 years old....I will hopefully be married and have at least 2 children (a boy and a girl). If I'm not married by then, well... I'm probably never getting married. I will have a huge house with like 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a big pool in the backyard ( kind of like the houses you would see on MTV cribs)....yeah I would be married to someone who was rich and famous! I wouldn't have to work. :] Yeah my life would be great!&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, we don't know what our furture holds, so I more than likely wont be rich, but this is kind of my "dream".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-943534194269679097?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/943534194269679097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=943534194269679097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/943534194269679097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/943534194269679097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-future.html' title='My Future'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-4163242930769806496</id><published>2008-09-05T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:06:41.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Bonfire!!! :(</title><content type='html'>It really sucks that we cant have a bonfire!!! Everyone (especially the seniors) was looking forward to this...it was a tradition for many years and now we cant even have one!!! I think that we all need to think of something to make a new tradition..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7263910287438259675-4163242930769806496?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/4163242930769806496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=4163242930769806496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/4163242930769806496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/4163242930769806496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-bonfire.html' title='No Bonfire!!! :('/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263910287438259675.post-5463308230594383448</id><published>2008-08-29T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T07:58:22.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first week of my senior year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really didn't want to start school again, even though it's my last year... I hate school and im ready to get it over with..... Can't wait till graduation!!!!!&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/7263910287438259675-5463308230594383448?l=tellanorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/feeds/5463308230594383448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7263910287438259675&amp;postID=5463308230594383448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/5463308230594383448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7263910287438259675/posts/default/5463308230594383448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tellanorton.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-week-of-my-senior-year.html' title='The first week of my senior year'/><author><name>~tella~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071135332115077539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mkzgd92UaZI/SbqfkTRTofI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8SgvBA2omrc/S220/Photo+6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
