<?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-823710982392040295</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:50:05.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake's HappY Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HappY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03941055052929350998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZXy_UMlSaE/SfDFTZFgD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/meNHqy8deUg/S220/100_0113%5B1%5D'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-823710982392040295.post-100176750500224781</id><published>2009-04-29T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:09:03.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compound words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;1. Vollyball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;2. Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;3. Skateboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;4. Without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Vollyball is for girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I am the everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I used to Skateboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I am without a vollyball so i am going to stick to skateboard and give it my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/823710982392040295-100176750500224781?l=jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/100176750500224781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/compound-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/100176750500224781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/100176750500224781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/compound-words.html' title='Compound words.'/><author><name>HappY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03941055052929350998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZXy_UMlSaE/SfDFTZFgD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/meNHqy8deUg/S220/100_0113%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-823710982392040295.post-9115379940091687399</id><published>2009-04-21T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:18:57.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This I believe...</title><content type='html'>I believe in people disliking me for who I am instead of liking me for who I'm not. People who put up a front end up getting tired of that front and change into a new front and end up finding a new crowd. Sometimes that could be a way worse crowd to hang out with. I would like to act and be myself around people and not put up a front just to make people think I am the person I am really not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in this because I don't think people should fake who they really are just for other people to like them. They should just be themselves and find the right crowd to be friends with and accept them for who they really are. A lot of my life I faked being who I really am just to fit in and be with the "cool" people. I wanted to hang out with the bad people because they were the people I thought were cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up seeing that I was turning myself into a person exactly opposite of me and didn't want to be that person. I wanted to be me so I changed back to my "real" self and just quit putting up a front. I still have the same friends but I also made friends for just being myself. I learned that I should just be myself because people will still like and appreciate who you are for you and not being fake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/823710982392040295-9115379940091687399?l=jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9115379940091687399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-believe-in-people-disliking-me-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/9115379940091687399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/9115379940091687399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-believe-in-people-disliking-me-for.html' title='This I believe...'/><author><name>HappY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03941055052929350998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZXy_UMlSaE/SfDFTZFgD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/meNHqy8deUg/S220/100_0113%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-823710982392040295.post-8033588426298604182</id><published>2009-04-20T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:30:26.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. I believe in people disliking me for who I am instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;liking&lt;/span&gt; me for who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I believe in this because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think people should fake who they really are just for other people to like then, they should just be themselves and find the right crowd to be friends with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. All my life I faked being who I really was just to fit in and be with the "cool" people. And I wanted to hang out with the bad people because they were the people I thought was cool. I ended up seing that I was turning myself into a person exactly oppisit of me and didnt want to be that person. I wanted to be me so I changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/823710982392040295-8033588426298604182?l=jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8033588426298604182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/8033588426298604182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/8033588426298604182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>HappY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03941055052929350998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZXy_UMlSaE/SfDFTZFgD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/meNHqy8deUg/S220/100_0113%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-823710982392040295.post-4377602889244001682</id><published>2009-04-17T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:56:31.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe...</title><content type='html'>I believe in a higher power.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in anti-abortion.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in love.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in standing up for you rights.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in respect.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in being yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in NOT being pushed off the couch.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in sex before marrage.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in technology.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in rap music.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in being a role modle.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in standing up for friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in reading.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in being people disliking me for who I am instead of likeing me for who i'am not.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in voicing your opinion.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in following your dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/823710982392040295-4377602889244001682?l=jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4377602889244001682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/4377602889244001682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/4377602889244001682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-believe.html' title='I believe...'/><author><name>HappY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03941055052929350998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZXy_UMlSaE/SfDFTZFgD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/meNHqy8deUg/S220/100_0113%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-823710982392040295.post-4023949485983740947</id><published>2009-04-16T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:57:46.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentence Correcting</title><content type='html'>Lorenzo wants to be on the swimming team.&lt;br /&gt;The car stopped at the red light.&lt;br /&gt;Is the beginning of the story hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Dante flipped a coin to decide who would kick off.&lt;br /&gt;The pirates were digging for buried treasure.&lt;br /&gt;The police permitted only one car to pass.&lt;br /&gt;Krista tripped because she didn't tie her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shoelaces&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Jose is good at out running everyone.&lt;br /&gt;"I could have done better," Patrick admitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thierry&lt;/span&gt; was happy to be getting the soccer trophy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/823710982392040295-4023949485983740947?l=jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4023949485983740947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/sentence-correcting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/4023949485983740947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/4023949485983740947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/sentence-correcting.html' title='Sentence Correcting'/><author><name>HappY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03941055052929350998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZXy_UMlSaE/SfDFTZFgD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/meNHqy8deUg/S220/100_0113%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-823710982392040295.post-6892354763166814465</id><published>2009-04-13T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:49:55.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing up for Family and Friends.</title><content type='html'>In my opinion, it is okay to stand up for family and friends. For example, I was at school and a person was picking on my friend. I got really irritated, because he was always picking on my friend because he was an easyer target to get at. i walked up to the "Blully" and simply said "you really need to leave my friend alone." He started to go off on me and i got frusterated and just hit him and walked away. I think he was shocked that i hit him and didn't expect me to do that so he just left my friend alone, and he started to talk to me and now we are bestfriends to this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/823710982392040295-6892354763166814465?l=jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6892354763166814465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/standing-up-for-family-and-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/6892354763166814465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/6892354763166814465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/standing-up-for-family-and-friends.html' title='Standing up for Family and Friends.'/><author><name>HappY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03941055052929350998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZXy_UMlSaE/SfDFTZFgD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/meNHqy8deUg/S220/100_0113%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-823710982392040295.post-5722940065925411045</id><published>2009-04-08T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:00:00.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would the world be like without laws.</title><content type='html'>A very messed up world. People would do what ever it takes to survive. I would totally live by the Sayin, "Only the strong survive."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/823710982392040295-5722940065925411045?l=jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5722940065925411045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-would-world-be-like-without-laws.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/5722940065925411045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/823710982392040295/posts/default/5722940065925411045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jakeshappyplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-would-world-be-like-without-laws.html' title='What would the world be like without laws.'/><author><name>HappY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03941055052929350998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZXy_UMlSaE/SfDFTZFgD2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/meNHqy8deUg/S220/100_0113%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
