<?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-5264078858113492137</id><updated>2011-09-21T08:28:21.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chanter's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-446860255362909639</id><published>2010-07-20T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:49:06.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deer</title><content type='html'>so i am laying in bed and i start to hear this cry, i wonder what it is, could it be one of the dogs?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i hear a dog howl in the distance. nope, not a dog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe a cat? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no that doesn't sound like a cat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that only leaves one thing a baby. could the neibor have wandered over? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no she is too old to cry like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; could it be a deer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; it doesn't make much sense but i google what sound does a baby dear make? and sure enough it discribed ecactly what i was hearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; basicaly it sounds like something between a baby cry and a cat's meow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-446860255362909639?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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i will be in collage studying to become a teacher at a comunity collage or a local university. I band and orcastra and chior going home after work and school to take my dog out work on my wrighting and practise my instruments. On weekends i will drive to my parents home to ride my horse and visit my family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-2399409258805727185?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/2399409258805727185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=2399409258805727185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2399409258805727185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2399409258805727185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-you-hope-to-be-in-ten-years.html' title='where you hope to be in ten years.'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sxb5C87KBoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/n4M9vQoFL3w/s72-c/bm-image-747554.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-4156573521684805925</id><published>2009-09-01T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:34:44.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And</title><content type='html'>--&lt;br&gt;==================================================================&lt;br&gt;This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&amp;amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-4156573521684805925?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/4156573521684805925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=4156573521684805925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/4156573521684805925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/4156573521684805925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/09/and.html' title='And'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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-5264078858113492137.post-5309377712470967223</id><published>2009-09-01T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:00:25.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of school luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sp2niahY93I/AAAAAAAAAGw/i4mbKHMkp6E/s1600-h/bm-image-725699.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sp2niahY93I/AAAAAAAAAGw/i4mbKHMkp6E/s320/bm-image-725699.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376637739827001202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I found twelve four leaf clovers today in the orchard.&lt;p&gt;What happened was that i went to the garden to pick corn for dinner and when we (my papa and i) went to leave the garden through the orchard he decided to harvest some pea seeds and i wandered around the orchard (that i havent mowed in a month) and i saw a four leaf clover. I was walking over to show my papa when i saw annother one and annother and after that untill he was done with his peas i walked around the orchard looking at the clovers and ended up  finding twelve four leaf clovers&lt;p&gt;i (if i manage my time wisly) have twelve more semesters of school. So i guess it is luck for school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-5309377712470967223?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/5309377712470967223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=5309377712470967223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/5309377712470967223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/5309377712470967223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/09/start-of-school-luck.html' title='Start of school luck'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sp2niahY93I/AAAAAAAAAGw/i4mbKHMkp6E/s72-c/bm-image-725699.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-7010391525955678319</id><published>2009-06-12T09:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:44:26.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trombone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SjPwBKsAGcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K-lhY6c6AUY/s1600-h/position_chart_trombone%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346881085458356674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 512px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SjPwBKsAGcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K-lhY6c6AUY/s400/position_chart_trombone%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my trombone it is my favorite instrument of all the ones that I play. there are a few notes that bug me, like the alternate (i think thats what its called) for "F," wich is 6, becouse on a song we played in band I had to move my slide from 1 to 6 and back again wich is hard for a trombopne player who has only been playing for a month (at thet time). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Austin, the second trombone player in the seventh grade band, told me that I could play the "F" in sixth position so that there was not any movement.  Of course he said that right after we played that measure, a grouping of musical beats made by theregular recurance of primary accents and located on the staff emediatly fallowing and fallowed by a vertical bar, during wich I watched confused while they didn't move their slides for that measure. It confuses me when austin plays a note wrong that i know that we both know becouse there is so much movement on that side that i have gotten used to sertain movements but when he movs his slide wrong it throws me off and so we both mess up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5264078858113492137-7010391525955678319?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/7010391525955678319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=7010391525955678319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/7010391525955678319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/7010391525955678319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-my-trombone-it-is-my-favorite.html' title='Trombone'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SjPwBKsAGcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K-lhY6c6AUY/s72-c/position_chart_trombone%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-6819811444487611436</id><published>2009-06-02T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:42:06.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SiXG3sdTRaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bEZ-Utokp1k/s1600-h/bm-image-726519.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SiXG3sdTRaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bEZ-Utokp1k/s320/bm-image-726519.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342895193074124194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I have not practiced all qurter and quarters are 9 weeks long so i have to practice for two and a half hours a day. &lt;br&gt;The reason i have to do that is becouse i have two band classes (eighth grade and seventh grade band)  so i have to do double the practicing than if i onlx had one band class (eighth). For one class u have to practice for two hours every week so for two classes i need to practice for four hours every week and when you dont practice it acumulates so i have to practise annother thirty hours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-6819811444487611436?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/6819811444487611436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=6819811444487611436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/6819811444487611436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SgEDSWfohjI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CpWegkRBsjI/s1600-h/bm-image-761106.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SgEDSWfohjI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CpWegkRBsjI/s320/bm-image-761106.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332547047594165810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I got this haircut today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-8550606342620866892?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/8550606342620866892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=8550606342620866892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-164418298301054261</id><published>2009-04-24T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:44:56.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell phone pic of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SfHsiJO2qUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_HX7dvcjvRA/s1600-h/bm-image-796461.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SfHsiJO2qUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_HX7dvcjvRA/s320/bm-image-796461.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328299905493936450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Clue 1: cold&lt;br&gt;clue 2: squareish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-164418298301054261?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SfHsiJO2qUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_HX7dvcjvRA/s72-c/bm-image-796461.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-3806843577731340059</id><published>2009-04-23T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:31:45.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell phone picture of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SfB70SCEBwI/AAAAAAAAAGI/16DlBUB3CvM/s1600-h/bm-image-705829.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SfB70SCEBwI/AAAAAAAAAGI/16DlBUB3CvM/s320/bm-image-705829.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327894497303201538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Clue 1: it is delisious&lt;br&gt;clue 2: flour &lt;br&gt;clue 3: sugar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-3806843577731340059?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/3806843577731340059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=3806843577731340059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/3806843577731340059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/3806843577731340059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/cell-phone-picture-of-day_23.html' title='Cell phone picture of the day'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SfB70SCEBwI/AAAAAAAAAGI/16DlBUB3CvM/s72-c/bm-image-705829.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-2463535063674606522</id><published>2009-04-22T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:45:19.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When i post a picture and clearly lable it as picture of the day the first person to guess what the picture is of gets &lt;p&gt;--&lt;br&gt;==================================================================&lt;br&gt;This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&amp;amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-2463535063674606522?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/2463535063674606522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=2463535063674606522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2463535063674606522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2463535063674606522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-i-post-picture-and-clearly-lable.html' title=''/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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-5264078858113492137.post-7742824743756970881</id><published>2009-04-22T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:43:27.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell phone Picture of the day rules</title><content type='html'>When i post a picture and clearly lable it as picture of the day the first person &lt;p&gt;--&lt;br&gt;==================================================================&lt;br&gt;This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&amp;amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-7742824743756970881?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-3558455059747528198</id><published>2009-04-22T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:41:14.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell phone Picture of the day rules</title><content type='html'>When i post a picture and clearly lable ht as picture of the day the first person &lt;p&gt;--&lt;br&gt;==================================================================&lt;br&gt;This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&amp;amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-3558455059747528198?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/3558455059747528198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=3558455059747528198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/3558455059747528198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/3558455059747528198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/cell-phone-picture-of-day-rules.html' title='Cell phone Picture of the day rules'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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-5264078858113492137.post-3833719629210359239</id><published>2009-04-22T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:37:10.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell phone picture of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Se8rlvxuoyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DFdPGbq1erQ/s1600-h/bm-image-730478.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Se8rlvxuoyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DFdPGbq1erQ/s320/bm-image-730478.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327524811682784034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Can you guesse what this is a picture of?&lt;br&gt;Hint 1: it has been around for a long time... Lets just say that my grandma hade it in germany when she was a kid.&lt;br&gt;Hint 2: everyone in our school has it.&lt;br&gt;Thats all the hints I am giving on this one, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-3833719629210359239?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/3833719629210359239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=3833719629210359239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/3833719629210359239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/3833719629210359239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/cell-phone-picture-of-day.html' title='Cell phone picture of the day'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Se8rlvxuoyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DFdPGbq1erQ/s72-c/bm-image-730478.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-494526422563221684</id><published>2009-04-17T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:56:02.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej68m9aY8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/u5MndQhDdVw/s1600-h/bm-image-762478.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej68m9aY8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/u5MndQhDdVw/s320/bm-image-762478.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325782478522835906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We worked in the wetlands today during fifth period and mr zizette made me and jessica build a bridge through the mud so to do that we had to walk through the mud. Both of our feet got al muddy. I didnt care but jessica did becouse her mother is crazy about her shoes. She is going to get in trouble when she gets home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-494526422563221684?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/494526422563221684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=494526422563221684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/494526422563221684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/494526422563221684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/multimedia-message_9170.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej68m9aY8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/u5MndQhDdVw/s72-c/bm-image-762478.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-6958797136240557547</id><published>2009-04-17T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:51:58.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej5_ppcIXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/DSCzSWSNehY/s1600-h/bm-image-718570.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej5_ppcIXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/DSCzSWSNehY/s320/bm-image-718570.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325781431272350066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We worked in the wetlands today during fifth period and mr zizette made me and jessica build a bridge through the mud so to do that we had to walk through the mud. Both of our feet got al muddy. I didnt care but jessica did becouse her mother is crazy about her shoes. She is going to get in trouble when she gets home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-6958797136240557547?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/6958797136240557547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=6958797136240557547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/6958797136240557547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/6958797136240557547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/multimedia-message_8867.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej5_ppcIXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/DSCzSWSNehY/s72-c/bm-image-718570.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-238353637604996743</id><published>2009-04-17T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:41:56.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej3pBaeUTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/H4kesRtK5eg/s1600-h/bm-image-716342.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej3pBaeUTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/H4kesRtK5eg/s320/bm-image-716342.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325778843491782962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is my friend sura. She is like a sister to me. I love her. I have allot of sisters and brothers like her. She julie and i play our ds&amp;#39; on the bus. She came to my birthday party. She eats breakfast with me in the morning. She is the best arm wrestler i have ever batled. She could have brocken my arm if she wanted to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-238353637604996743?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/238353637604996743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=238353637604996743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/238353637604996743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/238353637604996743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/multimedia-message_17.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej3pBaeUTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/H4kesRtK5eg/s72-c/bm-image-716342.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-522190281083844367</id><published>2009-04-17T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:29:34.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej0viVqtpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rtyLfKL5jUU/s1600-h/bm-image-774066.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej0viVqtpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rtyLfKL5jUU/s320/bm-image-774066.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325775656874325650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is my little sister julie.  She is a brat.&lt;br&gt;Joe (our step dad) doesn&amp;#39;t like being woken up by my alarm clock, but Julies doesnt wake him up. Becouse of that i have to use Julies alarm clock. I have made a new rule: if Julie gets me up by 6 o&amp;#39;clock she doesn&amp;#39;t have to carry my trumpet.  My reasoning on this is that if she gets me up on time i have time to drink my coffee, so i dont have to carry it.  If i don&amp;#39;t have to carry coffee i have annother hand to carry both my instruments.  She doesn&amp;#39;t want to carry my trombone becouse it&amp;#39;s &amp;quot;awckward&amp;quot;  evan though the trombone is lighter than the trumpet.  Wich means that tie trumpet is denser than the trombone, wich makes totel sence becouse: the trumpet case is an older dezighn so it is made of a heaver matierial, however the trombone is a newer dazighn and as such is made of a lighter matierial.&lt;br&gt;Julie is having her cosin over this weekend her name is somer. I dont think this will work out verry well becouse i &amp;quot;strongly dislike&amp;quot; her. Arg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-522190281083844367?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/522190281083844367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=522190281083844367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/522190281083844367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/522190281083844367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/julie.html' title='Julie'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sej0viVqtpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rtyLfKL5jUU/s72-c/bm-image-774066.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-2405576327405679278</id><published>2009-04-17T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T07:05:48.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SeiMvMs4-JI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5hbw9qJMORk/s1600-h/bm-image-748154.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SeiMvMs4-JI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5hbw9qJMORk/s320/bm-image-748154.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325661301856860306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I am standing in the rain at my bustop.  It is wet sitting on my trombone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-2405576327405679278?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/2405576327405679278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=2405576327405679278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2405576327405679278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2405576327405679278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/multimedia-message.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SeiMvMs4-JI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5hbw9qJMORk/s72-c/bm-image-748154.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-5452813212970442887</id><published>2009-04-16T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:12:34.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SegPwm8pz7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/qp-8dcHbmZo/s1600-h/bm-image-754891.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SegPwm8pz7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/qp-8dcHbmZo/s320/bm-image-754891.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325523887128694706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is one of my best friends.  Her name is Jessica.  She has 5th period sience with zizette. I have 5th period sience with Hoelting. Zizette and Heolting are working together for the next week so we get to work together. &lt;br&gt;Jessica and I have been friends since 5th grade.&lt;br&gt;Jessica got her ears pierced over the summer. Jessica and sara got a dog recently. They are going to move soon. Jessica is a pin. She is all skin and bones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-5452813212970442887?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/5452813212970442887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=5452813212970442887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/5452813212970442887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/5452813212970442887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/04/jessica.html' title='Jessica'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SegPwm8pz7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/qp-8dcHbmZo/s72-c/bm-image-754891.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-490969496937842002</id><published>2009-03-16T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:56:57.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frontier house</title><content type='html'>Family Name:&lt;br /&gt;Casey&lt;br /&gt;Occupations/Schools:&lt;br /&gt;house keeper, chef, kamiak high school, langley middle school, south whidbey primary school, south whidbey childrens centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open answer questions (attach additional pages. All questions must be answered.):&lt;br /&gt;What attracted you to this project?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing attracted me to this project.&lt;br /&gt;What hobbies and interests do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Horseback, sewing, knitting, computer, cellular phone,  cards pegs and jokers, woodwork, math, reading, righting, german, korean, japinise, cribage, country music, korean music, DS.&lt;br /&gt;What image do you have of pioneer living?&lt;br /&gt;it is hard and clauserophobic.&lt;br /&gt;What's the most challenging thing you and your family (or group) have experienced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were chosen what do you think you would most miss about modern life?&lt;br /&gt;my friends internet modern poopforks (for cleaning horse pastures)&lt;br /&gt;What qualities do you and your family have that make you suited to this experience?&lt;br /&gt;we are all equestrians. me danielle and kathy are musitians. we are all athleats.&lt;br /&gt;What skills do you have that may help you?&lt;br /&gt;I can play tabs to wake everyone up. i can bake well.&lt;br /&gt;What would you hope to get out of the experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think will be the most difficult challenge of pioneer life?&lt;br /&gt;julie is a vegatarian.&lt;br /&gt;What skills would you like to learn from the experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd like you to tell us:&lt;br /&gt;What interests you about this project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any concerns about your participation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do you know about your family history -- do you have pioneer roots?&lt;br /&gt;we are from germany britan france scotland and ireland.&lt;br /&gt;How did you hear about Frontier House?&lt;br /&gt;My teacher told me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-490969496937842002?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sa66DhIb7KI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JWim1H7jKkE/s1600-h/-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sa66DhIb7KI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JWim1H7jKkE/s400/-3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309385580312521890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;far left pictures: Payton, Dawn, and me before we got in the water. the picture in the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sa654ZEXhpI/AAAAAAAAABo/aOPMsKUxYIQ/s1600-h/-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sa654ZEXhpI/AAAAAAAAABo/aOPMsKUxYIQ/s400/-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309385389169411730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sa659RUgyPI/AAAAAAAAABw/gCpm2PHYmUE/s1600-h/-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sa659RUgyPI/AAAAAAAAABw/gCpm2PHYmUE/s400/-2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309385472988989682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;middle pictures: me, Payton, and Dawn after we jumped in the water.&lt;br /&gt;the picture on the far right (top) is a  picture of me, and pj  getting ready to jump, Dawn  jumping and Payton already in the water.&lt;br /&gt;the picture on the  far right (bottom) is a picture of me jumping,  dawn in the water, payton swimming towards shore, and pj still to jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/student/Desktop/-1.jpeg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-4796465984163750861?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/Sa66N3zoCdI/AAAAAAAAACA/XMAB23rUZ3k/s72-c/-4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-6477383111636868229</id><published>2009-03-03T09:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:38:05.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/2357467/me_singing_love_story_by_taylor_swift_guy_version.swf" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;i love this video i think ill find the normal song as well to have in annother post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/2357467/me_singing_love_story_by_taylor_swift_guy_version/"&gt;Me Singing "love Story" by Taylor Swift (guy Version)&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;These bloopers are hilarious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNjEwMTUwMzAzMiZwdD*xMjM2MTAxNTI5ODY5JnA9MTcyNDAxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz*2YTJjNzA4MGNjMTE*YzY1YmU3ZDM*NzJmMWFiOWEwZQ==.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-6477383111636868229?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/6477383111636868229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>what happened here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SabTTySG8aI/AAAAAAAAABA/c_qVh_LODU8/s1600-h/What+Happened+Here"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SabTTySG8aI/AAAAAAAAABA/c_qVh_LODU8/s400/What+Happened+Here" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161547771408802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;From the Journal of Jane D. Lone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I walked through the crowd. &lt;i&gt;Come on I need an empty space.&lt;/i&gt; I thought to myself. &lt;i&gt;Why is the airport so crowded?&lt;/i&gt; This wasn't good. &lt;i&gt;I might just have to do this the mortal way. With a car. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I decided to go down the elevator, then some stairs. I traveled to the other side of the building deliberately avoiding the escalators. I was terrified of escalators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Once I got to the ground floor I left the building, crossed the street and found my orange Toyota. I… I forgot my keys in Germany. I took a look around then I unlocked the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate driving without keys what if a cop pulls me over I would be accused of stealing.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I played it safe on the way home, going exactly 60 in the 60 zones and 55 in the 55 zones. I traveled north on highway WA-525untill I hit the Mucleteo speed way. Yes I know the Mucleteo speedway is part of 525 but I still call it Mucleteo speedway. There was a half hour wait for the ferry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not long &lt;/i&gt;I assured myself &lt;i&gt;I'll be on the next boat. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I got some Ivers clam chowder and coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"Ouch," &lt;i&gt;Looks like I broke my hand. Again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be eating without hands too. Great.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I got back to my truck and pulled out my laptop. &lt;i&gt;A long wait I might as well use it.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Ten minutes later, I heard honking. allot of honking. I opened my eyes. The car in front of me was already getting on the boat and I was holding up quite a few cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I sat right up and drove strait onto the ferry. 15 minutes later I got off the ferry and headed north continuing on highway 525.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I traveled until I got to Dead Goat rd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I reached for my keys. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I left my keys in Germany remember. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"Ugh" I slapped myself in the face and unlocked the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;From the Journal of Charles H. Magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Another immigrant from yet another country overthrown by India. Why do we have to fight like this? It is so stupid. And over something like education. Every child witch or human should get an education no matter where they lived.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"Hello Ms. Lone." I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;A nod was her only reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"This is your house you need to live like a normal human American. Not an immigrant German witch. Ok."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"ja," was all she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"You also need to learn to speak English fluently not partially."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"Yes," she replied in a shaky voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I smiled "good," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;She blushed. Now I got a good look at her. She looked to be around 20, my age, beautiful blue eyes. A perfectly shaped nose. Her skin shade was just perfection extremely pale except where she blushed. She wore her blond hair cropped short to about chin length. Her face looked like it would be square and masculine if she asked it to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"u-u-u-um," I stuttered "your room is upstairs third on the left." I felt heat rise in my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"Da-I mean, thank you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"Your welcome," she turned to walk away, "hey listen," I called, "I am sorry about your sister and all I understand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;She nodded once, and I could swear I could see a tear forming in her eye. She promptly left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;That is the only bit you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-5293696068115611698?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/5293696068115611698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=5293696068115611698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/5293696068115611698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/5293696068115611698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-happened-here.html' title='what happened here'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SabTTySG8aI/AAAAAAAAABA/c_qVh_LODU8/s72-c/What+Happened+Here' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-2334503558438835800</id><published>2009-02-26T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:39:32.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems blog</title><content type='html'>hello everyone if you want t see my poems they are on my other blog at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.chanterspoems.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-2334503558438835800?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/2334503558438835800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=2334503558438835800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2334503558438835800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2334503558438835800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/02/poems-blog.html' title='Poems blog'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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-5264078858113492137.post-8069711564468522617</id><published>2009-02-23T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:58:18.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SaNvisEy9rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cgGzNIKjMxQ/s1600-h/map.dib"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306207427710088882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SaNvisEy9rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cgGzNIKjMxQ/s400/map.dib" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here is my Interactive Fiction map if Mr B tells me how i will make my game availible on my blog by the way its sucks but oh well and its mr bs fault he wouldn't help me when i was sighned up for three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5264078858113492137-8069711564468522617?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/8069711564468522617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=8069711564468522617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/8069711564468522617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/8069711564468522617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-is-my-interactive-fiction-map-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SaNvisEy9rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cgGzNIKjMxQ/s72-c/map.dib' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-4061260443569014832</id><published>2009-02-12T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:32:50.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SZRcfJvlX2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/KGZLkq-L9es/s1600-h/Patrick"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SZRcfJvlX2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/KGZLkq-L9es/s400/Patrick" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301964351583117154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SZRcehW2TrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PEdEtSacvgY/s1600-h/Michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SZRcehW2TrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PEdEtSacvgY/s400/Michelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301964340741951154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i lost my description and will type it up again if mr b or patric gives it back to me.&lt;br /&gt;                   Sorry,&lt;br /&gt;                   Chanter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-4061260443569014832?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/4061260443569014832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=4061260443569014832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/4061260443569014832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/4061260443569014832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-lost-my-description-and-will-type-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SZRcfJvlX2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/KGZLkq-L9es/s72-c/Patrick' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-3417743485495070841</id><published>2009-01-08T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:45:32.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years</title><content type='html'>on New Years eve me and my older stepsister Danielle planned to watch all five Harry Potter movies and stay up all night...that didn't happen. at 9:00 we started Harry Potter and the philocerfers stone (also known as Harry Potter and the sorcerers stone). at about 10:30 our parents (her dad my mom) left to a party with some of there "adult" friends. when we finnished that we had 25 minutes let in the year so me my younger sister Julie and Danielle woke the little kids up so that they could watch the fireworks on chanel 5 my youngest sister ashleigh refused to get up so me and julie came up with a plan as soon as the clock strocked midnight we were going to bang pans (not my step-dads chef ones the cheap ones we have had at least 7 years) with wooden spoons...there were no clean wooden spoona so i grabed a spatula a serving spoon a wisk and other utencils like that. i got a call from my boyfriend and we talked for about tn minutes after that he said he would call back after midnight. 8 and a half minutes were left on the clock when there was one minute left my little brother fell asleep and me and julie got up and and got our utencels and started clicking the "drumsticks" together untill the clock said :10 then we started to count down. "10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1,HAPPY NEW YEAR!" and we banged on the pots and pans that lasted about 7 seconds and i got board so i sat on the couch TRYING to read but kept looking up at the television to watch the fireworks. after the fireworks we watched a little longer then went back into my room and watched harry potter and the chamber of secrets about the time when dobby drops the cake on the japanize embaseders wives head (sorry if i got the occupation wrong but i havn't read the book in a while) my boyfriend called again we talked until Hermione go petrafied then his dad told him to et off the phone. right when harry is about to kill the basilisk my parents get home so i missed that part too. after we finished that we started Harry Potter and the prisoner of askaban. danielle fell asleep before the kids get on the train. i fell asleep when they got to there first class. my little sister julie stayed awake untill halfway through harry potter and the goblet of fire i know this becouse i woke up during the feast at the begining of the movie. I read twilight to keep myself awake fell asleep during the second task anyway.&lt;br /&gt;when we woke up in the morning danielle commented "I think the reason you and i fell asleep was becouse we have seen these movies so many times we end up speaking along with the actors and actrices."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-3417743485495070841?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/3417743485495070841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=3417743485495070841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/3417743485495070841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/3417743485495070841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years.html' title='New Years'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-7727978235173958844</id><published>2008-12-10T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:17:45.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Claymation essay</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=2080811819261402990&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true" style="width:400px;height:326px" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school we had to make a Claymation about a Famous European explorer. i did mine on James Cook. all we had to do was take  pictures load them onto the computer add sound and bada bing bada boom all done. not so easy.&lt;br /&gt; I started out by finding clay which took forever. then i took pictures of sceen 1 and tw then i loaded them to the computer then i loaded onto i movie. then i loaded black pictures beetween eace picture. then i didthe same with the rest off the sceens.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the fun things were when the pictures took forever to load onto the computer i got to sit and read. another fun thing was taking the pictures. annoth thing was talkingto meaghan wile pictures were laoading.&lt;br /&gt; some of the bad things were recording. another thing was making the sceens on time. another was my camera was on 12 instead of four and so it took forever to upload the pictures.&lt;br /&gt; so I realy didn't like this progect at all. i dont thin that mr bergquist should continue doing this progect.  I am never making annother claymaition again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-7727978235173958844?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/7727978235173958844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=7727978235173958844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/7727978235173958844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/7727978235173958844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/12/claymation-essay.html' title='Claymation essay'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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-5264078858113492137.post-1621290479628094782</id><published>2008-10-15T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:11:00.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>united 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;United &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chapter 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hermiones Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hermione started cooking breakfast before everyone else was up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hermione, love, why are you up so early? ooaasha(yawn)-- Oh! sorry dear i forgot. todays the day isn't it, the day you'll meet your dad?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hermione nodded quickly, with a smile on her face, a childs nod. they continued down the river that day untill they came to a large cave that went through a mountain they took that paththrough the mountain. when they got to the other side of the mountain 5 hours later they were suprised to find themselves in a forest full of lush trees. it was now about about 1 oclock in the afternoon. they continued through the forest untill 8 oclock that night. hermione was styarting to get worried that she would not meet her dad today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then a group of people came out of the forest they looked like native amaricans to hermione but she knew they wern't becouse they wern't in america or evan earth but they looked like native americans all the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"who are you?" yelled hermione &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;voiced ones &lt;/em&gt;sounded a voice in there heads &lt;em&gt;atack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no don't we are not trieng to harm you " screamed ginny "wait, what did you call us?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;voiced ones&lt;/em&gt; sounded another voice in there heads &lt;em&gt;you can talk and sing so you are voiced ones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"all right we promise not to harm you let us dine with you and talk and maybe we can help with any problems youy have" inquired draco&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;all right we will let you dine with us make it a potluck let everyone bring a dish &lt;/em&gt;said a man that seemed to catch calidas eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"wait!" cried hermione "let me know if any of you have the name sharn?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do&lt;/em&gt; this was the first voice that had sounded &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5264078858113492137-1621290479628094782?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/1621290479628094782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=1621290479628094782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/1621290479628094782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/1621290479628094782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/10/united-7.html' title='united 7'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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-5264078858113492137.post-2721759001779398019</id><published>2008-10-12T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:28:18.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>united 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;they were walking along the sacred path to were the river meats the wall. when they got there they got ready to jump in when a girl came up to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"calida, calida what are you doing everyones looking for you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sorry shara i am leaving and there is nothing you can do to stop me for i hane a feiw peaple here who are all more powerfull than you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...O-O-Outlanders"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yes shara you are welcome to come with us if you want but you dont know how to swim so you will have to stay in my trunk would you like to come?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why are you leaving?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"becouse i can't stay here the rest of my life i'm sorry but i just can't"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'll come whith you you need some one responsible with you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at that four wands were raised at her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you insult us again i'll kill you." said draco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what are those" all of a sudden her eyes widened "you are from earth arn't you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why yes we are"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well then i'll com with as another person who knows the land"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"great" said hermione "calida can you get your trunk out and let her in"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"all right"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that was done they jumped into the water and it caried them out of antaris when the river took a turn they were throughn onto the land.as soon as hermione was out she cast a spell on the map that they had so it would show were they were.once that was done they started to head to the south toward another river so that they could follow that one to spiridrell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after 3 hours they set up camp and slept with wards surounding there trunks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next day they walked untill they reached the river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when they reached the river hermione conjured a small boat and they sailed south to spiredrellthey ended up sleaping on the boat that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next morning hermione was up and exited &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-2721759001779398019?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/2721759001779398019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=2721759001779398019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2721759001779398019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/2721759001779398019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/10/united-6.html' title='united 6'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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-5264078858113492137.post-8992452036172009948</id><published>2008-10-12T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:16:01.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>united chapter 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;united &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chapter 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hermione's true haritage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dear hermione, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to talk to you and only you please come here when everyone goes to sleep so you dont have to worry about them moving to come talk to me think of my office. tell every one that you are leaving and won't be back for at least 1 and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hermione was nervouse as she got ready to leave she looked around to make sure no one was watching then she thought hard of dumbledores office then she was in the living room she had rought a book along for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was about to finish the book when she herd the familiar voice say, “Your apperation is about to finish please take a moment to make sure that you have all of your personal belongings before we finish if you don’t they will vanish forever. Thank you, and have a nice day.” she smniled shrank the book and put it into her pocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few minutes later she was standing in dumbledor's office he beconed her to sit in a chair and she sat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hermione this meating i called you for is about your parents--"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM!?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"nothing hermione"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"then what is this about?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"they are not your parents"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wh&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;t?..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"they are not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;your parents&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;your parents are a girl named Dominique  and a man named Sharn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"who are they and when can i meet them?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you will meet your dad in three days he is from tramaris"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"and were is my mom from?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"winding circle temple emalon"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so how did they meet?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you meen how are they going to meet when you are in tramaris you are in the past and you musnt interfere whith the goings on here is all that needs to happen none of this can change but you will help them along." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"all right"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so go back and by the way try some spells that calida can teach you mabe they will work."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"thank you professor"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when she got back she realised that she had been gon quite some time and everyone had woken up and was waiting for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"are you ready to go love?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yes but when we get accrose the wall can i go to sleep in my trunk while one of you carries it" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sure but lets copy your trunk so calida can have one to put her stuff in then shrink them and make them waterproof. " replied harry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what did dumbledore tell you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"that my parents arn't my parents"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she then relayed her meating with dumbledore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as they were packing up hermione asked calida if she could teach her some chantments calida agreed and started putting clothes into her trunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5264078858113492137-8992452036172009948?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/8992452036172009948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=8992452036172009948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/8992452036172009948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/8992452036172009948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/10/united-chapter-5.html' title='united chapter 5'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-7009996354609849884</id><published>2008-10-09T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:37:40.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>united chapter 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A/N: please read the first three chapters before you read this one you will not understand this if you don't. I dont own anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;united chapter 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermione stumbled backward.&lt;br /&gt;"Can you do magic"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know if I should answer that..." she looked around, "...WITH WORDS!" she then started singing a swift chantment that froze the spittle in their mouths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Hermione cast a nonverbal spell that warmed up there bodies enuf to melt the ice in there mouths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"what did you do that fo--" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just then a red light comming frome each of there trunks made them all turn and look. Ginny opened hers before anyone could protest. when she opened the trunk the liaght faded to a faint glow. she notesed that the thing making the light was the note. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"guys a new note" she yelled the three hogwarts students came running but calida stayed still. the note read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dearest harry hermione ginny and draco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;calida is calwyns mother so you can not interfere whith her love life untill she has had 2 children (witch will not be long) from now but she is the type of girl that doesn't like being con fined so she will want to get out she may try to melt the wall DO NOT LET HER the only way out is to swim through the river out under the wall. you will have to teach her how to swim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"knows how to swim?" yelled Ginny every body raised there hand including calida "I didn't think you could swim?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I have been practising I am not verry good but i can do it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;" thats great! why were you practising?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"well i wanted a backup plan if my friend will not come with me or at least help me when i leave this horred place then i will have to swim out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"um calida..." and they explained every thing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"well we should make a plan to leave here how about the river?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"that'll work"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"lets colect some supplies"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I'm on it" said calwyn "er... you guys should probably stay here. can you cast a spell to make yourselves invisable?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"yes, we can  we will do that now" said draco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"wait, we should give her a charm so she can see us."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"and i should go with under the invisability cloak"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"good idea harry" said ginny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"well lets come up with a plan for all we will do" said draco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"calida can you get us a map of this world?" asked hermione&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"It'll be hard but i can do it" replied calwyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"do you know anything about the outside world?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"yes but i'll tell you that later first let's get the map then one of you can put marks symbolising what each country has as it's chantment"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"all right"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that evening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"meriturose origanaly had ironcraft as it's chantment but now if anyone is a chanter then they will be stolen away and taken to the black palace to be tought and kept there againts there will"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"thats horrible" said hermione &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I know it is i want to start a school were every one can come and practice chantment freeley whithout being stolen away from there familys"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"we could help you with that"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"thanks" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"well we should go south to spiradrell and find a chanter of becoming first so if any of us gets hurt we won't have to rely just on hermione's and my spell casting so what do you think." said ginny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"thats a great idea so we can leave tomarrow do we need food"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"maybe a variaty would be good but when you get food only get a little becouse we can make more if we have some."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"all right"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-7009996354609849884?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/7009996354609849884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=7009996354609849884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/7009996354609849884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/7009996354609849884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/10/united-chapter-4.html' title='united chapter 4'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-7236443428987982066</id><published>2008-09-30T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:04:00.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a reel kiss? to foot ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SOJKX7wn48I/AAAAAAAAAAU/37jYH4SvjBY/s1600-h/tn-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 74px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SOJKX7wn48I/AAAAAAAAAAU/37jYH4SvjBY/s400/tn-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251841890506499010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SOJNip9hKoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tvQpDQbiBfI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SOJNip9hKoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tvQpDQbiBfI/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251845373242190466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love photo editor. What i did was i took a pickure with my phone of julie making kissie lips, then a seprate picture of boon making kissie lips, then cut the pictures then pasted them on another picture close together so it looks like there kissing. I love photo editor. My phone is a light shade of pink it is a nokia it has unlimited messaging so go ahead an I M me on my hotmail account but if you are rude then i wil block you. so far i have noone in my blocked folder but there can be soon. I use it to get ahold of my stepsister who lives in muckleteo but i se her every weekend her dad is anoiing and loves foot ball. so you can see howthings can go from one thing to another like that.(snaps fingers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-7236443428987982066?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/7236443428987982066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=7236443428987982066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/7236443428987982066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/7236443428987982066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/09/reel-kiss-to-foot-ball.html' title='a reel kiss? to foot ball'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SOJKX7wn48I/AAAAAAAAAAU/37jYH4SvjBY/s72-c/tn-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-707792209901180299</id><published>2008-09-25T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T08:42:01.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SNuseACcNzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cf4JM9yAa3o/s1600-h/Michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SNuseACcNzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cf4JM9yAa3o/s400/Michelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249979422036735794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my life graph there is nothing itrest on it that would not make me kill someone  so i'll right about when ashleigh was born when my mom wnt into labor me and my little sister julie and my other little sister kiara  met and started conspiring against me and i was annoid becouse i had to stay at my dads house over my birthday  and my sister was born on my birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-707792209901180299?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/707792209901180299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=707792209901180299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/707792209901180299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/707792209901180299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-my-life-graph.html' title=''/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9w1q1V-Ods/SNuseACcNzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cf4JM9yAa3o/s72-c/Michelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-467951181776037002</id><published>2008-09-23T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:16:58.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>united chapter3 calida</title><content type='html'>A/N please read my fanfic story first or you will not under stand this&lt;br /&gt;Hermione and Draco left their trunks then started to make breakfast. Hermione started to crack open the eggs when Draco came up from behind and grabbed her hand and kissed it.&lt;br /&gt; “That better be Draco”&lt;br /&gt; “Oh, it is love”&lt;br /&gt; “All right then,” She turned and moved in to kiss him only to find Harry and Ginny standing right behind him she blushed and let go of Draco’s hand.  When he noticed he turned around.  When he saw Harry and Ginny he too blushed then he turned and cracked more eggs.  Hermione followed suit.  &lt;br /&gt; “Uh guys Dumbledore left another note do you want to see what it says?”&lt;br /&gt; “YES!”&lt;br /&gt; “Let’s go read it” was Ginny’s reply. Hermione and Draco started to head toward Harry’s trunk “um can we go to one of the other ones Harry’s is a bit of a mess”&lt;br /&gt; “………  Oooh. Ok” and they headed toward Hermione’s trunk and opened the lid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hey guys, &lt;br /&gt;I forgot one person in that list her name is Calida she is in the world were you are now&lt;br /&gt;Well thank you, &lt;br /&gt;  Albus Dumbledore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        “ok we should start looking for her”&lt;br /&gt;        Just then a girl tried to get through there wards but was thrown backwards.&lt;br /&gt;       “Oh my gosh” screamed Hermione running over to the girl, “here let me help.” She helped the girl up’ “Whats your name”&lt;br /&gt;       “Calida.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-467951181776037002?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/467951181776037002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=467951181776037002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/467951181776037002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/467951181776037002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/09/united-chapter3-calida.html' title='united chapter3 calida'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-933199762048828560</id><published>2008-09-11T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:55:16.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fanfic story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;J.K. Rowling, Tamora Peirce, and Kate Constabele&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;United&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dumbledore… what&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harry, Ginny, Hermione and Draco stared at Dumbledore in horror. Did he just say that they had to apperate into another world to bring … &lt;i&gt;mages&lt;/i&gt; … into their world?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“What exactly are mages?” Ginny asked when it occurred to her that she did not know what a mage was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“A mage is a witch or a wizard like yourselves” the four backed up a step “some of them only can only work with cirten things; others only have the power to see magic; still others have the same powers as us jus they don’t use wands”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I have read about them a little there was a small mention of them in Hogwarts-a-history. It said that many people have tried and failed come back dead.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone but Dumbledore looked at Hermione as if she were mad to say that calmly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She just shrugged and said “it doesn’t scare me if I die I will be fine just going to heaven”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone’s jaws hit the floor nobody ever knew of her religon they thought she was atheist like she acted but apparently she was Cristian the only person who knew this was her boyfriend Draco who thought she wouldn’t tell anybody that little secret about herself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Anyway some of the people you will be collecting are just warriors and muggles but know the world of magic”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Ok”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Some sing their magic”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Ok”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“So you will be gone all year so you will take your text books and study you WILL pass all your exams with your usual grades or you will have to go back in time via time turner and take all this years classes and take your exams in my office at the end of term.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hermione said ok but everyone else gulped&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Here are your trunks they have every thing you need sleeping quarters food that will never go bad so just make more of it every time you start to run out; all your stuff and a note from me.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He handed them each a box the size of a peanut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“The not from me will change when I want to talk to you. When you want to talk to me just write in it I will answer when I can or right then if possible&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Now to disaperate think of Tremaris”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; POP, POP, POP, POP,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A/N sorry about the first chap. being so short it s not an excuse but it was my first chapter of my first story and I typed it in one night and I don’t have internet so I have to take my flash drive to school, early in the morn’, and submit it there because the library computers don’t have the capability to use my flash drive. I hope to submit a chapter every day at about 7 in the morning only on weekdays though and every other weekend. I hope you like this chapter. (Sorry about my little rant in the authors note here)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;United&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Traveling and the Note&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Traveling through worlds is a whole different experience from traveling between worlds when you travel between worlds you land in an open living room with a television that only has four channels news in England, news in Tremaris, news at the Winding Circle Temple and news in Tashbond.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hermione got there and said that they should watch the news in Tremaris due to the fact that they were going there. The others agreed arrogantly and switched the channel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Their jaws dropped. All they saw was a wall of ice, and dead body’s everywhere in neat rows, and people in the ice wall just …there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hermione gasped, “I know what this is! I think. I’ll have to do more studying on the subject.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Well, get out a book, love” Draco said, “and I’ll help”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hermione reached into her pocket, grabbed her trunk, pulled it out, opened it, found her book, and began to read.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After ½ hour there was a sound like a voice on a ferry that tells you to get off it said, “Your apperation is about to finish please take a moment to make sure that you have all of your personal belongings before we finish if you don’t they will vanish forever. Thank you, and have a nice day.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“That’s cheerful”, said Harry sarcastically and kissed Ginny on the cheek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;About 3 minutes later they were all standing on the other side of the ice wall facing the castle (though they didn’t Know it yet)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Lets set our trunks down and set a ward so that people can see us but not touch us”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“All right love”, Harry replied to Ginny’s idea and they did so. But when they opened their trunks they saw the note that read:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey guys,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are a few people you need to bring along they are&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The singer of all songs her first name is Calwyn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A mage of each power; to teach her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alanna of pirates swoop and her housebound George and her daughter and her daughter’s housebound and her daughters kid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keladry of mendalen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becca cooper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Briar, Tris, Sandry, and Daja of winding circle temple emalan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for doing this, Albus Dumbledore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A/N thank you for reading this and please review. I don’t know when I can post the next chapter because my mom has restricted me from leaving the house early every day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chanter321&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-933199762048828560?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/933199762048828560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=933199762048828560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/933199762048828560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/933199762048828560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-fanfic-story-chapter1.html' title='My Fanfic story'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264078858113492137.post-1305595020314277497</id><published>2008-09-09T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:11:48.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my stuff</title><content type='html'>you can email me at &lt;a href="mailto:Chanter321@yahoo.com"&gt;Chanter321@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Chanter321@hotmail.com"&gt;Chanter321@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or for school and schoolfreinds only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Chanter321@gmail.com"&gt;Chanter321@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;for email you would most likly reach me at &lt;a href="mailto:Chanter321@gmail..com"&gt;Chanter321@gmail..com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5264078858113492137-1305595020314277497?l=chanter321.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/feeds/1305595020314277497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5264078858113492137&amp;postID=1305595020314277497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/1305595020314277497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5264078858113492137/posts/default/1305595020314277497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanter321.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-stuff.html' title='my stuff'/><author><name>Chanter Magic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06423575356311852068</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>
