<?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-2727292835576558356</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:33:27.978-07:00</updated><category term='Things I don&apos;t like'/><category term='awards.'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='snakes'/><category term='RIP'/><category term='lizards'/><category term='karate'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Hospital'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='Things I like'/><category term='Ribs'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Traveling'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='The Elements'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The World Ahead of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-2009053698014470903</id><published>2009-09-09T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T03:38:14.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Elements'/><title type='text'>The Elements</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d0zION8xjbM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d0zION8xjbM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-2009053698014470903?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2009053698014470903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=2009053698014470903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/2009053698014470903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/2009053698014470903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/elements.html' title='The Elements'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-4473503141585634884</id><published>2009-04-19T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:59:15.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lizards'/><title type='text'>R.I.P. Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/Seu6a7aJGBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9AR6hFfa0cY/s1600-h/jarod_buddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/Seu6a7aJGBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9AR6hFfa0cY/s400/jarod_buddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326555956082448402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;04/19/09 - 12:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;My bearded dragon Buddy died today.&lt;br /&gt;We will miss him. He was a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-4473503141585634884?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4473503141585634884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=4473503141585634884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/4473503141585634884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/4473503141585634884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2009/04/rip-buddy.html' title='R.I.P. Buddy'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/Seu6a7aJGBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9AR6hFfa0cY/s72-c/jarod_buddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-381347091333501366</id><published>2009-04-02T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:58:36.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>welcome Dakota</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been posting for a longtime. Over the weekend I will be trying to post some blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fist story is welcoming are newest pet to our family, DAKOTA!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of picuters of him (His racing name was dancin will)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SdVXWZLLb7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/HNQ2QqxLyLE/s1600-h/DSC01569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320254577034620850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SdVXWZLLb7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/HNQ2QqxLyLE/s400/DSC01569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; dakota and rocket laying with me in the back of the car ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SdVXWI8YuvI/AAAAAAAAADs/_DAqZuFeACk/s1600-h/DSC01550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320254572677610226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SdVXWI8YuvI/AAAAAAAAADs/_DAqZuFeACk/s400/DSC01550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here's dakota and dad at the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SdVXVEoHDTI/AAAAAAAAADk/JmKM3II-OlM/s1600-h/DSC01543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320254554338954546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SdVXVEoHDTI/AAAAAAAAADk/JmKM3II-OlM/s400/DSC01543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's me and dad with the boys ( dakota and rocket)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-381347091333501366?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/381347091333501366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=381347091333501366&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/381347091333501366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/381347091333501366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-dakota.html' title='welcome Dakota'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SdVXWZLLb7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/HNQ2QqxLyLE/s72-c/DSC01569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-8240330975425632585</id><published>2008-09-07T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T15:57:46.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lizards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes'/><title type='text'>LIzards and Snakes and Dogs Oh My!</title><content type='html'>Today I gave my bearded dragon lizard (Buddy) and my corn snake (Kashmir) a bath. But first I had to clean the sink. Mom told me to use the spic and span antibacterial spray. Then rince it out with water, dry it out with paper towels, and then we are good to go.  Once I filled the sink full of warm water (because reptiles are cold blooded and like warm things) we were good to go. Next I went to  get the MONSTER (Buddy) and when I put him in there he literally sat there like he was in his own personl bath tub. So we used dad's old toothbrush from the hospital and we used it to scrub the sand and poop off him and he loved it.  I kept scrubing until he was ready to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do the same thing for Kashmir. I got it ready and put Kashmir in the sink. He blasted off like lighting!  I let him slither around in there for a few and took him out and dryed him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppeaking of pets we are trying to  get a new dog. We are looking into getting a greyhound. I don't know wich won we are geting but we will be getting one eventually.  We are adopting from a greyhound rescue. These are the fastets dogs on the planet and they can go up to 45 miles per hour. Now thats fast!  Mom and Dad want a brindle dog, but me,  I dont care what color it is.  It takes a lot of time and work to find the right dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-8240330975425632585?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8240330975425632585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=8240330975425632585&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/8240330975425632585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/8240330975425632585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2008/09/lizards-and-snakes-and-dogs-oh-my.html' title='LIzards and Snakes and Dogs Oh My!'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-6551889832684153676</id><published>2008-08-04T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:41:21.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karate'/><title type='text'>I got my blue/black belt!</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling kinda bummed out about karate classes lately. I seem to have lost interest, but my Mom said I still have to go. She says I am to close to quit and we don't quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tested last Tuesday for my blue/black belt. This means I am one belt away from becoming a black belt and I am only 10 year old. When I got there and saw the instructors I started to get scared. I was the only one testing in my level. Mom kept trying to get me to smile, but I was shaking to much and trying not to let anyone see it. I tried to hold my smile as long as I could. It was hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then it was my turn to break wood. The last 3 kids before me did not break their wood. But I wanted to break wood, that is one of my favorite things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the first one, it was down to low. I did what is called a spinning wheel kick. Then I did a hand chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I was done I felt relieved that it was over. I then got my belt. Mom and Dad had to take turns coming in because we cannot bring my brother Jon to testing. He can get loud and it would make the others mad. So Dad came for my written test and Mom came in for my real test. Here is a video of me breaking the wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnVM3DYB4RY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnVM3DYB4RY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel kinda bad about going to karate, but I have to finish what I started even though I want to stop. Mom says that if I quit now and I decide one day to start over, I'll have to start over again. But once I am a black belt, I am always a black belt. So I guess I have to do what I have to do. She says I will understand one day and they both told me how proud they are of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-6551889832684153676?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6551889832684153676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=6551889832684153676&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/6551889832684153676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/6551889832684153676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-got-my-blueblack-belt.html' title='I got my blue/black belt!'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-4366959055543347511</id><published>2008-04-27T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:21:01.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I don&apos;t like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Been sick, did a walk and got busted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SBTsaeCLsPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Wp_9xGRc0HM/s1600-h/Jon_jarod_horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194036209747996914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SBTsaeCLsPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Wp_9xGRc0HM/s320/Jon_jarod_horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found a picture of me and my brother. We are sharing a horse  named baby doll. So I been sick and out for a week and I found out that I have asthmatic-bronchitis.  So my mom was like oh great. So I cant go to school yea and nooooo!  So I been sooo bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday we did the walk and we are guessing around a 100,000  wow right.  It was sweet. I played with the basketball  I was a crazy man and had food and listened to a awesome band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I was busted for looking in my mom email so I am grounded, waaa. I got grounded because I was told not to and I did so.  So lesson learned that if  mom says not to do it don't do it! I was allowed to come out to eat and write this story as my punishment and she keeps making me retype things.  I cant do anything really. So that's what happen this week at THE HOUSE OF DOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I will not read emails that is not mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-4366959055543347511?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4366959055543347511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=4366959055543347511&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/4366959055543347511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/4366959055543347511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2008/04/been-sick-did-walk-and-got-busted.html' title='Been sick, did a walk and got busted'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SBTsaeCLsPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Wp_9xGRc0HM/s72-c/Jon_jarod_horse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-6678999087856006262</id><published>2008-04-08T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:21:01.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I like'/><title type='text'>Good Grades!!!</title><content type='html'>This is me a few years ago with cheerleaders from the Phila Eagles. (Mom found pic on this old computer.) She thinks I look cool. NOT my idea.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_wNxw-aOqI/AAAAAAAAABs/NYIwQrtXqSM/s1600-h/jarod_cheerleaders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187036019435387554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_wNxw-aOqI/AAAAAAAAABs/NYIwQrtXqSM/s320/jarod_cheerleaders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got my report card today and I was surprised that I got good grades. So I'm going to tell you what they are for the third marking period I got a C then three A's and a B. I think this has been the best so far. Now lets get to the cool stuff. I got honor roll! I was really impressed because last marking period I didn't get it and I was a bad boy, not! So my Mom and Dad very happy, so I get to go shopping. Yess.! So I am HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and Mom gave me an award! Hahahahah, she is funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-6678999087856006262?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6678999087856006262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=6678999087856006262&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/6678999087856006262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/6678999087856006262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-grades.html' title='Good Grades!!!'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_wNxw-aOqI/AAAAAAAAABs/NYIwQrtXqSM/s72-c/jarod_cheerleaders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-7919360505418513116</id><published>2008-04-06T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:21:02.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ribs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospital'/><title type='text'>Detour</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_ksJQ-aOmI/AAAAAAAAABM/NwQvDpWtWCo/s1600-h/roadtrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186224983581014626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="203" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_ksJQ-aOmI/AAAAAAAAABM/NwQvDpWtWCo/s320/roadtrip.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me tell you about the time I went to the hospital. (Mom supplied me with some photos from her blog.) It started when I arrived at a restaurant called Where Pigs Fly. Me and my family stop there often on our way to the beach because they have the best ribs. When I got in my stomach started to hurt and I started to cry and I didn't want anything to eat, including the ribs! lol! I didn't need to go to the bathroom and it got worse. So we went to the hospital. We got in and I changed clothing and got on a bed and the nurse came and took some blood which I hated. I also had to get an IV, which I really hated. Then I had to drink that really bad YUCKY stuff for the cat scan. When that was over I had to wait and wait. Then they found nothing. So we went there for basically for nothing. We got out and got some food and headed out of there and got to Mom Mom and Pop Pop's beach house at midnight. Now that was an interesting and lonnnnnng way to get to the beach. At least everything was ok. It was a Friday night and my birthday was on Sunday! But we made it to the beach and mom and I had a good time shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_ksiQ-aOnI/AAAAAAAAABU/5GYvm7-UKJA/s1600-h/ER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186225413077744242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="194" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_ksiQ-aOnI/AAAAAAAAABU/5GYvm7-UKJA/s320/ER.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_ktCA-aOoI/AAAAAAAAABc/I59ZNlfztJk/s1600-h/sunglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186225958538590850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_ktCA-aOoI/AAAAAAAAABc/I59ZNlfztJk/s320/sunglasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-7919360505418513116?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7919360505418513116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=7919360505418513116&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/7919360505418513116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/7919360505418513116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2008/04/detour.html' title='Detour'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_ksJQ-aOmI/AAAAAAAAABM/NwQvDpWtWCo/s72-c/roadtrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-8374286472151082344</id><published>2008-04-06T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:21:02.373-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_kc-A-aOlI/AAAAAAAAABE/EUC18i3eBDQ/s1600-h/buddy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186208297633069650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="187" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_kc-A-aOlI/AAAAAAAAABE/EUC18i3eBDQ/s320/buddy2.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know about my life...yeah right! So let's cut to the chase. I want to talk about my lizard, Buddy. He is one of best lizards. When he was little he used to hiss and tried to bite. Now you can pick him up and hold him for a long time and he will not try to give any attitude. If you put him on a windowsill he will stay there and look out the window for a long time. Oh and he tries to get to the highest point which is your shoulder and he will hang on. We feed him three super worms and some crickets each day and that's all. That is what I do with my lizard BUDDY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-8374286472151082344?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8374286472151082344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=8374286472151082344&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/8374286472151082344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/8374286472151082344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2008/04/buddy.html' title='Buddy'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_kc-A-aOlI/AAAAAAAAABE/EUC18i3eBDQ/s72-c/buddy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727292835576558356.post-7057793129428860018</id><published>2008-04-05T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:21:02.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>My new pet....Kashmir</title><content type='html'>This is our newest member of the family, Kashmir. Kashmir is a very nice corn snake, he is very harmless, but very fast. He is very colorful and very clever and nice. He is a lot of fun to play with and when my mom was little she had a lot of snakes. So she knows how to handle them and what most eat and how to take care of them. Kashmir is getting use to our family and we are getting use to him. I think now he loves us even though we just got him the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_e9jA-aOkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eg7QwXeecyI/s1600-h/kashmir2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185821905195252290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_e9jA-aOkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eg7QwXeecyI/s320/kashmir2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_e9cw-aOjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fog9OklOhgI/s1600-h/kashmir1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185821797821069874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_e9cw-aOjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fog9OklOhgI/s320/kashmir1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727292835576558356-7057793129428860018?l=theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7057793129428860018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2727292835576558356&amp;postID=7057793129428860018&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/7057793129428860018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727292835576558356/posts/default/7057793129428860018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldaheadofme.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-new-petkashmir.html' title='My new pet....Kashmir'/><author><name>The World Ahead of Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858875682733818555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/SLnKHdNQ7wI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_dYaA-zHao/S220/jarod1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fH0HaHsWMw4/R_e9jA-aOkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eg7QwXeecyI/s72-c/kashmir2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
