<?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-4447398077096406291</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:13:39.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books summaries</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Makila Leanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17842205804427189824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447398077096406291.post-8320994521893564240</id><published>2011-11-21T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T08:19:37.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No recent books</title><content type='html'>Okay well I haven't read any recent good books. So today I think I'm just going to name off some books that I have read that I really enjoyed. So here's the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exposed&lt;br /&gt;Burned&lt;br /&gt;Cures for Heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a bunch more. I really can't remember all of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4447398077096406291-8320994521893564240?l=mybooksummaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8320994521893564240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-recent-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/8320994521893564240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/8320994521893564240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-recent-books.html' title='No recent books'/><author><name>Makila Leanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17842205804427189824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447398077096406291.post-1653122418499522766</id><published>2011-11-01T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:34:28.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How far would you go (Exposed)</title><content type='html'>How far would you go to get an Internet boyfriend? Chan and her friend Devon have decided which online guy Chan will talk to. So Chan and this online guy have been talking for a while. He asked her out. She says yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my chances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I decided it would work&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let my fingers type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;But I don't know who he really is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person behind this screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;The one that tells me what I want to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me feel important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;But I don't know if he's real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let my mind go blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I just sit back and watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the words he types&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;But I was I could hear his voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he wants to meet me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I'm dumb enough to say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a big mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Because now... I'm trapped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4447398077096406291-1653122418499522766?l=mybooksummaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1653122418499522766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-far-would-you-go-exposed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/1653122418499522766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/1653122418499522766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-far-would-you-go-exposed.html' title='How far would you go (Exposed)'/><author><name>Makila Leanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17842205804427189824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447398077096406291.post-2581490523922949543</id><published>2011-10-25T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:53:44.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Book "Exposed"</title><content type='html'>I just started reading a new book called "Exposed" by Susan Vaught. So far it's really good. It's about this girl and she wants a cyber boyfriend. Someone she can have without the complications, someone who will love her and tell her shes pretty when she doesn't feel like it. It basically just tells you the dangers of having friends and boyfriends on the internet. It's a really good book so far. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;I clicked the search button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Hoping dating sites would show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;But to my surprise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Of course I'd already know&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;A thousand times and a thousand times more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Sites showed up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Guys lined up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;I thought I knew what was in store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;The way he would type "your beautiful"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;The way he showed emotion threw words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;I felt like he was perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Little did I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Behind that glass screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Was someone completely different from who he said he was&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He said he was 16 tall dark and handsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;But his words were a tunnel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He sucked me in whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He didn't let me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He said he wanted to meet me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;I said yes because my heart stole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He grabbed me by the arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He took me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He hid me and hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He told me I had to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He hit me and took back the words he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;No matter how much I begged&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;He never listened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;My eyes are blue because of my decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Now I'm in the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Now I'm in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Watching over girls like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Just so they wont die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4447398077096406291-2581490523922949543?l=mybooksummaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2581490523922949543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-book-exposed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/2581490523922949543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/2581490523922949543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-book-exposed.html' title='New Book &quot;Exposed&quot;'/><author><name>Makila Leanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17842205804427189824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447398077096406291.post-5886551314140775309</id><published>2011-10-18T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T09:17:20.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Figurative Language</title><content type='html'>Figurative language (the bet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In 2 years the piano was silent in the lodge"&lt;br /&gt;"He threw himself eagerly in the studies"&lt;br /&gt;"howling and giving the trees no rest"&lt;br /&gt;"He felt the darkness from the steps and the door"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;My own figurative language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"The wind whistled me a lullaby as aI fell asleep"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"The clouds made a blanket of darkness, and the rain attacked the ground as it fell"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4447398077096406291-5886551314140775309?l=mybooksummaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5886551314140775309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/10/figurative-language.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/5886551314140775309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/5886551314140775309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/10/figurative-language.html' title='Figurative Language'/><author><name>Makila Leanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17842205804427189824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4447398077096406291.post-4414776356594604728</id><published>2011-10-18T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:47:03.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They way they work (Tricks)</title><content type='html'>Drugs are black wholes. When you get close enough they suck you in and not let you out. The characters in the book (Tricks) meth and pot tear these teenagers apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecstasy isn't just a meaning&lt;br /&gt;It's a drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;It takes you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swallows you deep&lt;br /&gt;It makes you feel good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;But In reality holds you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;Making sure you not sane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;I know it's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;I don't let it get the best of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Better keep telling myself that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Because I know it's already messed me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4447398077096406291-4414776356594604728?l=mybooksummaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4414776356594604728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/10/they-way-they-work-tricks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/4414776356594604728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4447398077096406291/posts/default/4414776356594604728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybooksummaries.blogspot.com/2011/10/they-way-they-work-tricks.html' title='They way they work (Tricks)'/><author><name>Makila Leanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17842205804427189824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
