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<channel><title><![CDATA[Red Bananas - Home]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/index.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[Home]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 01:33:41 +0700</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[Soo...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/08/soo.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/08/soo.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 13:11:23 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/08/soo.html</guid><description><![CDATA[I think I'm going to be closing this site. Sorry for no warning. I just don't feel like there is a reason, or much of a purpose for it at the moment. I may start a site sometime in the future. Maybe not. Until then. [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; ">I think I'm going to be closing this site. Sorry for no warning. I just don't feel like there is a reason, or much of a purpose for it at the moment. I may start a site sometime in the future. Maybe not. Until then.<br /></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Have to Get Up in 4 Hours]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/i-have-to-get-up-in-4-hours.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/i-have-to-get-up-in-4-hours.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 21:50:56 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/i-have-to-get-up-in-4-hours.html</guid><description><![CDATA[I haven't really talked about this at all yet, but I'm going on a mission trip to Buffalo, New York all next week, and then that Saturday we're going to Niagara Falls.So since I'm not done packing and have to get up in 4 hours, [we're leaving at 5AM. REALLY?! Yeah, really. -.-] so what am I doing? Blogging! :DIt's going to be about a 16 hour drive there, so I am really not looking forward to that, but I'm bringing a book with me and my mp3  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">I haven't really talked about this at all yet, but I'm going on a mission trip to Buffalo, New York all next week, and then that Saturday we're going to Niagara Falls.<br /><br />So since I'm not done packing and have to get up in 4 hours, [we're leaving at 5AM. REALLY?! Yeah, really. -.-] so what am I doing? Blogging! :D<br /><br />It's going to be about a 16 hour drive there, so I am really not looking forward to that, but I'm bringing a book with me and my mp3 player, and a coloring book and my pillow. I think that shall keep me pretty occupied. Not to mention the other 17 people from my youth group going as well. <br /><br />Though I'll be working my butt off all next week, I'm pretty excited. I get to meet lots of new people and it's generally a lot of fun. I just hate packing. With a passion. <br /><br />I won't have internet there, so I'll be dead for a while. So until then, I guess you could say I'm on a hiatus. <br /><br />I still need to pack my shoes...and tools... and overnight pack... and coloring books and crayons...and...<br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[It's an Unspoken Rule]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/its-an-unspoken-rule.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/its-an-unspoken-rule.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 09:58:37 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/its-an-unspoken-rule.html</guid><description><![CDATA[This is a little late, but expected since I've been extremely busy as of late. I went and saw Harry Potter at the midnight premier, and it was amazing! It was crazy, we have a pretty big movie theater (as in 12 theaters) and all of them were showing Harry Potter, and it was sold out. As I said we would in my last post, we got there about 2 hours early, and I t [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">This is a little late, but expected since I've been extremely busy as of late. <br /><br />I went and saw Harry Potter at the midnight premier, and it was <span style="font-style: italic;">amazing</span>! It was crazy, we have a pretty big movie theater (as in 12 theaters) and <span style="font-style: italic;">all</span> of them were showing Harry Potter, and it was sold out. <br /><br />As I said we would in my last post, we got there about 2 hours early, and I thought we would have had to wait in line at the theater that we were assigned to with our ticket, but we didn't (which I was thankful for). Half of the theaters were open and the other half you had to wait for, so duh, we were going to choose the open ones--and they weren't that crowded either. We found some of my friends which were already there so we sat with them, waited for my other friends to come along and they did. In all, I think we took almost the whole back row. Mwahahaha. I didn't have to sit next to any creeps which is always a plus.<br /><br />I actually saw it again last Friday with one of my friends, Emily, where in fact this older man came and sat down. Right next to me. And we were sitting towards the right end of the row, we weren't even in the middle. So he had the whole row to choose from, and you have to sit right next to someone else?<br /><br />I mean, isn't it like an unspoken rule that if there is a whole row of seats to choose from, you don't sit right next to another person you don't even know? If I can respect your space, then I think you can respect mine. It's just annoying. And then you can't have that armrest... <br /><br />I liked the movie as a whole a lot, just little things here and there bugged me. But I won't say anything to ruin the movie for anyone except, I thought they could have added something to the ending, and stuck a little more to the book. Either way, I think it's the best of all the Harry Potter movies so far. <br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[On Being an Impatient Person and Harry Potter]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/on-being-an-impatient-person-and-harry-potter.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/on-being-an-impatient-person-and-harry-potter.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 19:46:51 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/on-being-an-impatient-person-and-harry-potter.html</guid><description><![CDATA[I am not going to lie--I love Harry Potter. I've read all seven books and have seen the previous five movies. So now that I'm going to be seeing the sixth installment, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, I'm positively STOKED! :DI'm going with my best friend, Becky, who is probably more of a Harry Potter fanatic than I am, and we're going to meet up with a couple of other friends. We're arriving about two hours early, which is probably sad, but by  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">I am not going to lie--I love Harry Potter. I've read all seven books and have seen the previous five movies. So now that I'm going to be seeing the sixth installment, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, I'm positively STOKED! :D<br /><br />I'm going with my best friend, Becky, who is probably more of a Harry Potter fanatic than I am, and we're going to meet up with a couple of other friends. We're arriving about two hours early, which is probably sad, but by golly, I want good seats and<span style="font-style: italic;"> I am going to get them</span>!I also think it adds to the excitement though. I mean sure, I could go see it in a week and won't have to deal with the crowds, could put my feet up on the chair in front of me (I could do that tonight, but I don't think it's common courtesy), and heck, save five dollars! But what's exciting about that when I could go at midnight?!<br /><br />Or maybe it's because I'm an extremely impatient person and I wouldn't be able to wait that long. Either way. :]<br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Some People Change]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/some-people-change.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/some-people-change.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 19:44:25 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/some-people-change.html</guid><description><![CDATA[[Thought of the song "Some People Change" by Montgomery Gentry] If there's one thing that I learned this previous school year, it's that people change. Whether they change for worse or for better, people change. You meet new people and make new friends, though should still keep the old ones. These new people help form and shape who you are whether you realize it or not. They help shape your feelings, your attitude, and your character itself. [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">[Thought of the song "Some People Change" by Montgomery Gentry] <br /><br />If there's one thing that I learned this previous school year, it's that people change. Whether they change for worse or for better, people change. You meet new people and make new friends, though should still keep the old ones. These new people help form and shape who you are whether you realize it or not. They help shape your feelings, your attitude, and your character itself.<br /><br />Standing on the sidelines, I've watched one of my best friends slowly drift farther and farther from me and closer to these new friends she's met. It's hard for me not to be bitter about the way things have turned out and how she's let these new friends change who she is. <br /><br />I've realized that it's beyond my power to control other people's actions and to change who they've become. Yet, I still wish and hope she might yet become who she once was, and it's sucks, it really truly does. I feel like she's trying to change herself to impress these friends and to please them. Maybe it's just because I'm in a position that's biased...<br /><br />I know I've changed as well and I pray that I'm becoming the girl that God wants me to be and one that will always be there for her friends. And I want them to slap me, HARD TOO!, if I ever start to lose sight of who I am. I don't want to wake up one day and hate who I've become. <br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Broken and Broke]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/broken-and-broke.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/broken-and-broke.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 15:08:08 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/broken-and-broke.html</guid><description><![CDATA[When I was on vacation, I was taking a walk along the beach with my dad and was taking pictures as we went. So I had the strap of my camera around my wrist, and was swinging my arms when the strap broke. I was like, "Oh dang!" You know, no harm done. Except that there was.I still had had my camera on, so when it hit the sand, the lens hit it and it was crooked, almost like falling out. So... I was pretty ticked. I mean, it really broke just from me dro [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">When I was on vacation, I was taking a walk along the beach with my dad and was taking pictures as we went. So I had the strap of my camera around my wrist, and was swinging my arms when the strap broke. I was like, "Oh dang!" You know, no harm done. Except that there was.<br /><br />I still had had my camera on, so when it hit the sand, the lens hit it and it was crooked, almost like falling out. So... I was pretty ticked. I mean, it really broke just from me dropping it like that? I thought, 'Its alright, I have a warranty on it, and I can get a new one or get it fixed or something'. <br /><br />When we get home, I go to Best Buy, which is where I bought it, and they tell me that my warranty expired two days ago so they can't do anything. I wanted to punch the lady in the face. Two days?! Two days and you're not going to do <span style="font-style: italic;">anything</span>?! She then said that it would cost more to fix it then to just buy a new one. My dad attempted to fix it, and he managed to get the lens un-crooked, but it still won't turn on. <br /><br />So now I am camera-less and have to spend the money that I've been saving on another camera. Ok, technically I don't <span style="font-style: italic;">have </span>to, but I really would like a camera. It's really convenient and I take pictures <span style="font-style: italic;">all the time</span> of anything and everything. It just makes me so mad, that it broke just from the strap breaking.<br /><br />Another bummer is that in about 3 weeks, I'm going to Buffalo New York and Niagara Falls. Camara-less. Talk about frustrating. So, my parents said I could take theirs, so I might just do that. <br /><br />I've been working with my mom over the summer, so when the time comes when I want to buy a new one, I really want to make a good choice and spend my money wisely. And then take good care of it. I won't be carrying it by it's strap anymore! <br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Feel Awful]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/i-feel-awful.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/i-feel-awful.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 00:19:46 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/07/i-feel-awful.html</guid><description><![CDATA[I haven't blogged or updated on here in a while. Not like I really have any readers, but this is one of the things I was really wanting to stick with, so I am. :]Well, school is obviously out and I went on vacation to Daytona Beach Florida and it was amazing. I also managed to run into my middle-school art teacher down there. Talk about a small world! My driving escapades have been improving. I'm still not great, but I can manage to only ti [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">I haven't blogged or updated on here in a while. Not like I really have any readers, but this is one of the things I was really wanting to stick with, so I am. :]<br /><br />Well, school is obviously out and I went on vacation to Daytona Beach Florida and it was amazing. I also managed to run into my middle-school art teacher down there. Talk about a small world! <br /><br />My driving escapades have been improving. I'm still not great, but I can manage to only tick driver's off about 3 times a week instead of&nbsp; 25. Hehe. <br /><br />God, I have so much to talk about, but I can't manage to think of anything at the moment. So we'll save all that for later eh? <br /><br />Oh, new layout. The other one was driving me insane to a point where I just wanted to give this up. But this one is definitely a keeper. :]<br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[In a Perfect World]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/05/in-a-perfect-world.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/05/in-a-perfect-world.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 17:40:00 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/05/in-a-perfect-world.html</guid><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;In a perfect world I'd be a perfect little driver. I would look over my shoulder when I'm about to pass into another lane. I would slow down and make perfect stops. I wouldn't piss off other drivers so they honk their horn at me. I wouldn't miss a turn and go down the wrong street. I would use my blinkers at all times. I wouldn't have a dad that makes me feel like crap. In a perfect world my dad wouldn't tell me that I'm a crappy driver. He wouldn't  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">&nbsp;In a perfect world I'd be a perfect little driver. I would look over my shoulder when I'm about to pass into another lane. I would slow down and make perfect stops. I wouldn't piss off other drivers so they honk their horn at me. I wouldn't miss a turn and go down the wrong street. I would use my blinkers at all times. I wouldn't have a dad that makes me feel like crap. <br><br>In a perfect world my dad wouldn't tell me that I'm a crappy driver. He wouldn't tell me that I'm not concentrating. He wouldn't distract me. He wouldn't tell me that I should know how to go somewhere just because I've driven there once before. He wouldn't tell me that I think driving is all a big joke and that I suck at it. Or that&nbsp; I'm not trying. He wouldn't make me cry. He wouldn't be a jerk and tell me that I would be the one to start crying of all his children.&nbsp; He wouldn't be such a hypocrite. He would actually apologize and wouldn't act like nothing happened. He wouldn't think he was always right like the stuck up brat he is.<br><br>In a perfect world, my mom would stick up for me. She wouldn't sit there with her lips pressed together and act like nothing was happening. She would reprimand my dad for being a sadistic jerk. <br><br>In a perfect world, Iwouldn't want to tell him off or punch him in the face. <br><br>If only I live in a perfect world.<br></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Whats Been Going Down]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/04/whats-been-going-down.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/04/whats-been-going-down.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 13:55:26 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/04/whats-been-going-down.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Simply to say, I've had a very long and trying week. At the moment I have a lot on my mind and can't concentrate on one thing for more than 30 seconds. 1. Someone stole my $200 mp3 player that I bought with my own money. Needless to say, I'm really pissed off.2. I'm currently cleaning my room, hoping and praying that maybe it didn't get stolen, and it just fell behind my desk or something... I'm not to hopeful though.3. My creative writing  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">Simply to say, I've had a very long and trying week. At the moment I have a lot on my mind and can't concentrate on one thing for more than 30 seconds. <br><br>1. Someone stole my $200 mp3 player that I bought with my own money. Needless to say, I'm really pissed off.<br><br>2. I'm currently cleaning my room, hoping and praying that maybe it didn't get stolen, and it just fell behind my desk or something... I'm not to hopeful though.<br><br>3. My creative writing portfolio for English was due this week. I think I did good on it, but I can't be sure.<br><br>4. End of Course's are all next week and if I don't do well on my Bio and engineering one, then I'm going to fail. Not really, but I won't have a very good grade... so I should be studying. But I'm not.<br><br>5. It's really hot outside and I love it, but I can't go out until my room is cleaned, so then when I don't find my mp3 player I can really freak out.<br><br>6. We had a work day up at church today and while we were waiting for people to show up, my mom let me drive around the parking lot. I almost ran into the one and only pole. I've only been behind the wheel once, and I already don't like it. I think we're driving later on too...<br><br>7. I've read about 10 books in the past month and need to write book reviews on them. I need to do that before I forget what I even read about.<br><br>8. Our school musical has been Wed, Thu, Fri, and tonight. I've worked in the concession stand Thursday night and last night. It was kinda fun, for the 15 minute intermission. Other than that, really boring because me and my friend have to watch the stand for an hour and a half before that. Either way, tonight I'm actually going to watch it. Then nobody will show up to help, and my choir director will be pissed at me and Kortney.<br><br>9. Wednesday night I was the only girl up at church for youth group [again] and we played dodgeball. I just sat in the middle of the court and let all the boys throw the balls at each other until I was the only one left on our team... Somehow I managed to get the two guys on the other time out, two games in a row. Then they started throwing balls at me. I was proud of myself. 8D<br><br>10. One of my best friends for like 4 years has suddenly made new best friends and she's ticking me off. I'm not one for drama, so I'm just letting it go, but she's slowly pushing me away and just ignoring me. She's also smoking and cussing all the time now, which makes me so... not exactly mad, but disappointed. She acts like nothing has changed. *sighs* <br><br><br></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA["I'm driving down an old dirt road..."]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/04/im-driving-down-an-old-dirt-road.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/04/im-driving-down-an-old-dirt-road.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 20:15:48 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://red-bananas.weebly.com/1/post/2009/04/im-driving-down-an-old-dirt-road.html</guid><description><![CDATA[I can now legally drive with adult supervision. Watch out world! Here I come! :DSo, here's to say, I got my permit. :D And I must say, I didn't do half bad. I only missed 3 out of 25. They were mostly number questions, like "Legally, when do you need to turn your brights off when another car is coming?" I was like PSH. 350? It was 300. =P And just other questions like that. I was proud of myself. :]] I think my mom was hoping I would fail,  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">I can now legally drive with adult supervision. Watch out world! Here I come! :D<br /><br />So, here's to say, I got my permit. :D And I must say, I didn't do half bad. I only missed 3 out of 25. They were mostly number questions, like "Legally, when do you need to turn your brights off when another car is coming?" I was like PSH. 350? It was 300. =P And just other questions like that. <br /><br />I was proud of myself. :]] I think my mom was hoping I would fail, her and my dad. xD Nah, I came out all smiling and stuff and she just rolled her eyes. <br /><br />Either way, I'm sure there will be many more entries related to my adventures. :D<br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>
