<?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-679318482096663645</id><updated>2012-01-27T14:01:32.018-07:00</updated><category term='chest'/><category term='winner'/><category term='red'/><category term='Manti Pageant'/><category term='podcast'/><category term='back'/><category term='lizards'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='Over'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='getting better'/><category term='watch'/><category term='Manti Temple'/><category term='new'/><category term='no school'/><category term='tie'/><category term='jeremiahpena.com/forum'/><category term='Rescue'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='Sorry'/><category term='tan'/><category term='nothing'/><category term='peeling'/><category term='itching'/><category term='Rex Rabbits'/><category term='bike'/><category term='Johanson'/><category term='v-cast'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Blisters'/><category term='scouts'/><category term='Wikipedia'/><category term='Gym'/><category term='LMMS'/><category term='excited'/><category term='Snow College'/><category term='Bounty Hunter'/><category term='volley ball'/><category term='Escape'/><category term='shoulders'/><category term='layout'/><category term='Canada'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='classical'/><category term='guitar'/><category term='Camp Aspen Ridge'/><category term='piano recital'/><category term='Pain'/><category term='comments'/><category term='notes'/><category term='School'/><category term='future'/><category term='Episode 2'/><category term='Youth Conference'/><category term='stop'/><category term='sun burned'/><category term='lost'/><category term='schedule'/><category term='golf'/><category term='Dark Infinty coming out soon Yes'/><category term='Dark Troubles Movie'/><category term='wierd crew'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='look'/><category term='win'/><category term='tournament'/><category term='games'/><category term='ryan'/><category term='Mason'/><category term='blog'/><category term='wordpress'/><category term='mission'/><category term='cocky'/><category term='face'/><category term='boring'/><category term='rain'/><category term='not acoustic'/><category term='amazing'/><category term='guitar lessons'/><category term='hurts'/><category term='Ranting'/><category term='hi'/><category term='Happy Fourth of July'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='more tomorrow'/><category term='Brazil'/><category term='thinnk'/><category term='scrapes'/><category term='Curse Shyness'/><category term='JT'/><category term='July'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Fathers Day'/><category term='teaser chapter'/><category term='Have a great day'/><category term='England'/><title type='text'>The Adventures of Garrett</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my life. My adventure.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5510797416451781203</id><published>2012-01-25T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T16:05:37.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things...</title><content type='html'>Okay, first of all, there are three dots up there because they make things seem more dramatic and important than they actually are. So, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so, if you see posts with a title like "Rant-(number here)" there just rant posts. I was originally going to have a separate page on here, but, I couldn't get it to do what I wanted, so I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here's what I really was posting about. (I probably should have put this with the rant, but, whatever) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how to open this up, so I'm just going to go, and see where it takes me. I see friends who aren't always feeling the best (more specifically, feeling down) and I want to talk to them and try to help them, cause it gives me a sick feeling to to know that they aren't happy. But, I'm so much of a coward that I just let it eat away at me. And it really bothers me how much of a coward I am. I really wish I was more confidant, and had the courage to ask someone whats wrong, then not give up when they lie (and I know they're lying) and say nothing is wrong. That is something I really need to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along those lines, to all my friends out there that might decide to read this: If you ever need to talk to someone, or just rant, or whatever, let me know. I may not be the best at talking, but, I get the inverse, so I'm pretty good at listening. If you want advice, I can try and say what I honestly think. But if you just need someone to talk to, don't hesitate to ask me, cause I'd be more than happy to oblige.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5510797416451781203?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5510797416451781203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5510797416451781203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5510797416451781203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/things.html' title='Things...'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2112849949259337517</id><published>2012-01-25T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:49:04.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>Rant-1</title><content type='html'>Here is a rant from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I feel quite inadequate- like all the time. Especially in winter drumline, especially in part two. I suck at counting and rhythms and such, and so part two is especially hard for me. And I get so frustrated every time. It's just… arrgh! I was so frustrated yesterday that I went out and punched a wall twice. And because of that I've bruised my knuckle and so it kinda hurts now. :P I haven't punched that wall in awhile and I can't remember why I did before, I was just frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I hate about ranting on things people read- or can easily- is I don't want people to worry about me. I don't want people to worry about me because I know I'm not worth that worry. I just rant because I need to say some things, just to be them off my chest. You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what else to say. These rant posts will probably be shorter, but it will help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2112849949259337517?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2112849949259337517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/rant-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2112849949259337517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2112849949259337517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/rant-1.html' title='Rant-1'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7960639495064086377</id><published>2012-01-20T22:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:10:46.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I said I would</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday, I said I woe post today, so, here it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I was excited about was answering the person who asked me to sweethearts. That I did this morning, after the classes I had this morning. That was basically the reason I was excited to go to school this morning haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also excited because I had been asked to sweethearts by a pretty awesome person :) if I said it made my day though, I wouldn't be completely honest. Cause, honestly, it made my week :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you can't tell, I'm pretty excited :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically all I wanted to say, so, yay :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7960639495064086377?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7960639495064086377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/because-i-said-i-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7960639495064086377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7960639495064086377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/because-i-said-i-would.html' title='Because I said I would'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-8240362418097514809</id><published>2012-01-19T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T20:26:14.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>There are so many things that I wan't to say... arrgh! I can't yet though :P sorry. I will tomorrow, but, know this, I'm pretty freaking happy and excited right now, and having to go to school tomorrow morning doesn't seem like such a bad thing to me :) That is all... until tomorrow (at the soonest) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-8240362418097514809?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8240362418097514809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8240362418097514809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8240362418097514809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-407673193924072055</id><published>2012-01-11T18:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T18:45:51.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegitarian vs Meatatarian</title><content type='html'>I said I would do this, so here I go. I'm going to explain my reasoning why I see being vegetarian as… dumb. (not trying to offensive, just best word I could think of.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first of all, humans are technically animals, right? I'm going to be working with that. We evolved to be omnivores, which means we eat meat and plants. When you refuse to eat meat, you're fighting nature. If you're vegetarian because of you abounding love for nature- you're a hypocrite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the animals are going to be killed whether or not you eat meat or not. And at the same volume. Which means if you don't eat it, it gets wasted. That means that that animals death was in vain if you're vegetarian because you love animals, then you're going about it the wrong way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am interested to know what your arguments are though. But I'm sure I could refute your reasoning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-407673193924072055?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/407673193924072055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/vegitarian-z.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/407673193924072055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/407673193924072055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/vegitarian-z.html' title='Vegitarian vs Meatatarian'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7192193451941498410</id><published>2012-01-09T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:52:14.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>Yeah whatever</title><content type='html'>So todays been pretty crappy. It started out alright, but went down hill all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So you know what? Im not even worth the oxygen and he matter that I take up and use. I've had several brushes with death, and it's been my bad luck to survive them. I know that I'm hated, so I don't know why I convince myself otherwise. I know that I'm meant to be alone. I'm just a dumb fat ho. A spineless yelowbellied coward. I'm not worth the dust found in elephant crap. The whole wide world would be better off without me. Everyone would be happier- me and the world. &lt;br /&gt; You shouldn't waste your time caring about those who aren't worth it. That being said, I know I'm not worth peoples time do people aren't worth mine trying to be worth time. I'm done caring cause the hurts too much. I know Who my friends are don't matter as long as they're a good example. Because statistically a person won't stay in contact with his/her friends from high school. Which means people don't matter. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  I'm sick and tired of feeling used. I feel like I'm there for my friends all the time, and then they're never there for me. Life isnt so onesided. What happens next time you need me and I'm not there huh? Cause that's the path we're walking right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  High school is supposed to be a time of learning. So, that means people need to learn to watch their tongues. Because if you can't watch what you say, your mouth is going to get you in trouble one day. So people better start learning fast, cause humanity has a long way to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been another useless rant. Humanity pisses me off, and I don't want to live on this planet anymore. This is the end of my useless rant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You know the best thing abou not having people read your blog? No one knows what you say unless you say you said something, that way no one cares and gets offended and you can say whatever you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7192193451941498410?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7192193451941498410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeah-whatever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7192193451941498410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7192193451941498410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeah-whatever.html' title='Yeah whatever'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-1829177233132083019</id><published>2011-12-31T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:52:14.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking lately (a dangerous pastime I know) and I've realized that I really don't know who I am. I know my name, but I don't know how to describe myself, I don't know what my interests are. I don't know what I'm good at. I don't know anything about me. I know there are a bunch of cliche answers out there (more so depending on your culture) but I don't want a cliche answer. I want the truth. I want to know what people think when they see my name or see me. I want to know people's uncensored thoughts about me. Don't worry about offending me because I'm past caring right now. If you're reading this, I beg of you, please do this as a favor to me and tell me what you think of me. You don't have to post it as a comment, just find some way to let me know, because I feel lost and alone. And I'm scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-1829177233132083019?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1829177233132083019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1829177233132083019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1829177233132083019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-1253389482803370001</id><published>2011-12-30T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:03:53.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explanation</title><content type='html'>A while back, on twitter, I posted about 'some days just needing 'one''. (I wanted to use the direct quote, but I couldn't find it :P) Well, I didn't say what it was because I didn't want it to change how people act around and to me. But, In my current, drugged state, I have deemed it wise (which is parodoxyl because I just got my wisdom teeth taken out :P). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what I meant by 'one' was a hug. Thre, I said it. Yeah, hugs are nice, but I'm just kind of the guy who doesn't get hugged. I'm not sure why, maybe I come off as not liking being hugged, or maybe I'm just not 'huggable'. I'll never know. But, there's my drugged rant for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to add this shortly after- Do you know what's nice? Just talking to people. It doesn't matter about what, but just having a conversation with somebody can just brighten up a day, and so I feel very lucky to have friends who are actually willing to talk to me (:P haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-1253389482803370001?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1253389482803370001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/explanation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1253389482803370001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1253389482803370001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/explanation.html' title='Explanation'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4514116732554903700</id><published>2011-12-17T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T15:15:30.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things of which you shall see</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was thinking about why I don't care and a bunch about myself, so, basically a bunch of self-reflection and such. Well, I think I realized why I am so apathetic about everything. I think it's because, when I do feel emotions, I feel them very strongly. And when I get very emotional (meaning just feeling emotions very strongly) I loose control of myself. My throat tightens, and my eyes moisten, when I'm mad, sad, etc. I've grown afraid of myself and my feelings, and so I've repressed them. Honestly, I'm starting to wonder what, and how many, mental illnesses I have. I'm starting to think I have mild bipolarness, depression, and maybe others. Yeah, I understand that it's probably just hormonal unbalances due to puberty and such. But, still. Mental illnesses are genetic, and my grandpa had one, I have cousins that have had some, so, I wonder if I've hit the jackpot of being messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was... interesting. (Yesterday being December 16, 2011). I told myself I would be happy, and for the beginning I was. I tried to keep a smile on my face, even though it's harder for me because my face is so unaccustomed to it, and I did alright. Then in English, after my vocab test, I tried to sleep (unsuccessfully) and my thoughts wandered, which is never a good thing. And then for some explainable reason, I crashed, burned, and fell into Tartarus in a matter of seconds. I don't know why, and I probably won't. But, it was horrible. I was cast into a bout of depression I haven't felt for a long time, if ever. And the weirdest part I didn't know why. Usually I know why I'm feeling the way I am when I'm like that, and I usually have a reason, but, I didn't this time. It was horrible, and I was not in the mood for being around people, which I had to because it was my family Christmas party. But, when the two biggest families on that side have other things that they are doing, it makes a smaller crowd, which was nice, and so by the end of the day I started feeling better. But, it was the worst I have ever felt, and I think it was made worse by the fact I didn't have a reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what's nice? Friends that understand how things are, and have very similar thought process's as you. Friends that you can talk about girls, and they understand where your coming from and visa versa. Friends like that are pretty awesome, and I'm glad I have one like Calvin. He helped me feel better, or better understand, the way things are, and just so you all know, he is pretty fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4514116732554903700?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4514116732554903700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-of-which-you-shall-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4514116732554903700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4514116732554903700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-of-which-you-shall-see.html' title='Things of which you shall see'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-652844479670184766</id><published>2011-12-14T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:30:55.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The eyes of confusion</title><content type='html'>So, this is going to be a very... interesting (?) post. More of a rant really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random spaces to make it so what I'm going to say, which could be found offensive, isn't the first thing you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what is very annoying? Awesome girls. I mean, honestly, could you stop being so awesome all the time? That way guys (like me) don't have as many things to worry about. Stop messing with our heads and hearts (intentionally or unintentionally) and let us have a respite. Please? Like, really, pretty please with a inch-thick layer of chocolate on top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, life is pretty confusing. Understandably, because if someone understood it, they would have written a 'How To' guide and made millions. But, I just don't know what to think anymore. I'm not sure who I am, and I'm not sure if I want to find out. I just need to make my decision, and go 'the whole hog' as Huck would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't worry so much about what other people think of me. In all honesty, it doesn't really matter, and I need to get over my fear and stop worrying about it. Gosh darn it, why I'm I so dumb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm stuck in a swamp of self-pity, and, I need to stop looking at the lights, and the dead bodies, and follow Gollum on the paths that are safe. (refer to Lord of the Rings the Twin Towers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what I'm saying... I'm kinda just prolonging the inevitability of me getting off and doing dishes, and posting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what is awesome? Awesome friends. Somehow I got stuck with friends that actually care. How that happened, I have no idea, but, I won't complain about my luck. Speaking of luck, I try not to trust in it, because I seem to have bad luck, and I'd rather not rely on that too much, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about all I can really say, and I'm lucky I said this much (:P), but, I guess that's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you made it to the end, I think you deserve a gold star. So now go do something with your life, don't stick stuff in peoples ears (because, at least for me, I know I don't have signs on them saying "Insert something of your choice here!"), and if you're working on a story, go write it instead of reading about my crap :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if you read this far, you are either a stalker, or a pretty good friend, or a stranger. I'm just going to assume the second, so, I'm ignoring the other two. So, thanks being a good friend, I really do appreciate it, even if I may not show it (which I am sorry about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all the time I can waste now, so, until next time my avid readers, ado. (That's funny because I don't have any avid readers :) haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-652844479670184766?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/652844479670184766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/eyes-of-confusion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/652844479670184766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/652844479670184766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/eyes-of-confusion.html' title='The eyes of confusion'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4053554078102202486</id><published>2011-12-06T19:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:41:52.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friek</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to think anymore. I tired of life, and I just want to give on, and float along through the water, letting the tide carry my body to shore. I wish that I actually felt needed, instead of being just a burden of depression. I just want to understand myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear this may be a pivotal time in my life, right now, and there is no easy roads. (To roughly paraphrase a quote from &lt;i&gt;Inheritance&lt;/i&gt; ). No matter what I do, I fear, it will have repercussions through the rest of my life. I really just need an outlet, and I don't have one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just freaking hectic, and like I said, I just want to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4053554078102202486?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4053554078102202486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/friek.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4053554078102202486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4053554078102202486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/friek.html' title='Friek'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3141852110565312884</id><published>2011-11-16T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T16:23:14.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Time... From my life in the pit</title><content type='html'>Okay, so these stories are from when I was in the pit in the musical, and it's written collectively by Tyler, Kristianna, and I. You probably won't be able to tell where each person wrote, and I won't separate it, so don't worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Story)&lt;br /&gt;    The princess banged on the door, wishing it would open. She was in desperate need of food, and it was raining. The door remained closed, she looked over her shoulder and saw they were getting close. Running short on hope with the door, she looked around for another means of escape. She opened her utility belt and grabbed her shark repellent can. A hand grasped her mouth, and then everything went black.... (yes, on the paper there were four dots)&lt;br /&gt;    She woke in a cold, dark room with cold chains keeping her stationary. The door remained closed. Actually, the door was open, but that didn't matter since she was chained. to keep her mind awake and active, she started singing her favorite song, Nellie the Elephant. She looked down then back up, the chains were now diamonds. Since the door was still open, she took a few diamonds, because she wasn't greedy, and ran out the OPEN door. But, to her dismay, she crashed into an invisible door, and fell on her back, full of dismay. She was pretty dismayed. But then she realized she wasn't dismayed at all, but actually very happy, "Trolled by my own body again... Dangit," emphasizing the dang it with with a fist pound on the ground, which caused the floor to fall, "my," her brain thought, "this is a run on sentence." The princess, May, decided then to escape her prison. But it really wasn't a prison, because hadn't seen any guards. But, shed decided, it was really a prison because, in all technicalities, she was a prisoner. &lt;br /&gt;    Using her stealthy Asian powers, she daringly picked the invisible door with a hairpin. Using her Jamacian powers (her family was royalty, so she had many powers) she quickly ran away, going as fast as shed could to jungle, with a trumpity trump, but sadly she forgot to pakcer her trunk.&lt;br /&gt;    There she saw a door the seemingly lead to nowere. The door remaind closed, but, the door, oddly enough, lacked a middle, so it was mor like and arch, so she walked through, ignoring the protests of the door handle. Unfortunately, the door didn't really lead anywhere so she continued onward. However, things started to look strang; the trees were warped, there were blue leaves instead of green, as well as bowls of soup floating around. *Intermission Music here (because I'm lazy)* Our feature presentation brought to you by Head On^(R), "Apply directly to the forehead", now, back to your feature presentation.&lt;br /&gt;    Asmerelda (actually it's May), the princess, thought to herself "What a LAZY Asian!" And then wondered why she thought it, but it didn't matter, then she tried to figure out why she thought of so many stereotypes &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; the time. She stalled a bit longer. And then more... And then she saw a sign that said "Magic Elixir This Way! --&gt;", (that's supposed to be an arrow) so she followed the signs for awhile (long enough to take up part of a sentence, but not long enough to be a full sentence) until she reached a courtyard with a pedestal in the center (the pedestal was surrounded by signs saying things like "Here it is") and on that pedestal was a can of Mountain Dew^(trademarked limited/(R)), and it made her mouth water, but she couldn't tell from there what flavor it was (and of course she though about run on sentences again). May drank some Dew. She concluded that it was the flavor of pure awesomeness in a can, then she read the backs of the signs, all of which had signs of warning, saying she would '_Blank_ forever'&lt;br /&gt;   May sighed, of course the painter left a blank, that troll; then something on the corner of the sign caught her eye, she examined it and saw that it was a troll face. That was the last thing she ever saw.&lt;br /&gt;   SHE WENT BLIND! But she could still see with her ears because she had the uncanny ability to hear everything, and that created pictures in her mind. She saw a gun next to the now empty can of Dew, with a sign saying 'You'll need this', sh she picked it up and shot her self. But it was blank. She was pretty dismayed, and she said "I am disappoint."&lt;br /&gt;   She Died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Story) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It was a dark and stormy night... never mind, that's to cliche- It was a bright and sunny day in the meadow, bee's were frolicking and rabbits were buzzing. The wind grazed the top of the luscious trees, all of voluminous, rich pines. The flowers were not beginning to blossom; in fact, they were already in FULL blossom. Suddenly, seemingly just to ruin the mood, a large, scaly foot crashed down, crushing the leaping rabbits. The world revolved in a splendid array of color as a joyous ode burst forth from the foots opening, celebrating and basking in the pure glory of The Meadow. The foot smelt band. The plants around the foot wilted and died *Camera zoom out* The owner of the foot was a one-scaly-legged hunkle-stoppe, the poisonous kind. She hopped around proudly displaying the singing limb in her hands, pleased at the purchase she'd garnered. She turned her head, hair flying behind her, with birds nested in the high purchases, and ran back to what she called her home. "Dinner" She stood outside the door, trying to get access to her home, shouting "Dinner!" to tempt those inside to open the door.But to no avail, the door remained closed. However, someone jumped out the window. She sighed glumly. She ran and tackled the robber, punching him until he dropped like a stone. Then, with the clothing from the back of the robber, she mad a fire in which she intended to cook the singing limb, seeing as she couldn't use her kitchen because of secret enchantments put on the house by the robber, whom she killed. So, she sat, as the poisonous limb steamed and bubbled, staring intently into the dancing flames, memories of her past dancing in her eyes, blocking the light of the flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "...In a dark night, in the middle of the day, two dead boys stood up to play... With a ball in one hand, a dagger in the other, their play turned deadly towards each other. Their mother thought it was all in play- young Hunkle-Stoppe's often fought with knives. She looked back down and continued her knitting. Her head shot up when a duet of screams broke the morning stillness. Her two boys were laying on the ground, their knives stuck in the others chest. "At least they both laid in rest."&lt;br /&gt;  Her food was finished cooking as her last thoughts of a different life played in her mind. She had once vowed that when she came to this planet, she would leave that life of government conspiracies and secrets behind her. She hated the mask of a simpleton she was forced to wear. It weighed her down. Her neighbors had commented about stooped shoulders, seemingly becoming more obvious every day. One day, she snapped.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  She awoke with a painful, hazy cloud in her mind "What happened?..." Images flooded through her mind, bodies laying on the ground. She snapped out of her haze and examined herself- she was covered in blood. She didn't know who she was, where she came from, what she was doing, what had happened, or what she was going to do. A cat came and started meowing, begging for attention. She shewed it away, it was something about a note... Someone not giving her a note maybe? Yes... she was supposed to deliver a note; in fact, that _was_ her purpose in life. Reaching down into her pocket, she felt it. She pulled out a blank index card. Anger filled the remnants of her soul. Reaching into her pocket, she was dismayed. A door appeared. It was not open.&lt;br /&gt;  She Died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Story) (There is a rhyme scheme in this... see if you can spot it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There once was a very large tree named Rock. He enjoyed the view at the dock. For he was an Ash tree growing near the beach. And his loving father always did teach to grow equally up and out, so he would be a strong tree. Years he spent growing tall and stout, a strong Ash others would see. That's where he got his name from, because threes get their names once they are a little older, so their name matches their personality. Rock was happy in his kingdom, but one day a man with an ax on his shoulder, tried to chop Rock down -- Fatality. Fatality for the man of course, his bark was rock hard, and the man's ax broke; the attempt angered Rock, so he strangled the man with one of his roots, squeezing so hard his head pooped off. Rock was please with this new power source, he could break through any guard, and their throats he'd choke; so he left the dock, and saw a peddler, peddling flutes - he was stuck in a trough. Rock offered his assistance, but the man declined. Surprised at his resistance, Rock walked around for others to find. Looking, he sought for those in a bind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                *  *  *  *  *  *&lt;br /&gt;  Late that night, Rock smiled. That day he had done many good deeds, like saving a young child. He'd always enjoyed a good meal. He had always been in the mindset that food had the power to heal. He settled in the shady meadow, blood dripping from his roots. He had torn robbers feet from inside their boots.... He awoke with a start. A torch was pointed at the location of his wooden heart. He saw three spears, one pointed at his appendix, one at his esophagus, and one at his liver. On each mans back was a loaded quiver. "You've murdered our children, our men, and taken our liberties!"&lt;br /&gt;  "I did not!" Rocker said, "Now, no more fiberies!"&lt;br /&gt;  "What happened to our child, you ruffian?"&lt;br /&gt;  "Last I saw he was eating a poppy-seed muffin."&lt;br /&gt;  "You've taken him you monster!"&lt;br /&gt;  One of the men shouted, "I bet he made him into a custard!"&lt;br /&gt;  Rock could not answer because he was so flustered. He could not believe his incredibly horrible luck! The men circled around Rock, chanting "Rjech chake noop, Rjech chake noop."&lt;br /&gt;  "You've been duped!" Rock said, panicked,"Duped I say! Duped!"&lt;br /&gt;  Then, Rock activated his powers of the pooped! He called them, his 'trees power of soup.' Most of the time he wasn't sure what all he could accomplish, but now he just prayed it would help him kill these foes. &lt;br /&gt;  The men continued chanting, "Rock waake upp! Rock wake up! Rock wake up!"&lt;br /&gt;  Rock groaned, the jumped up with a "Hup!" "I just had the strangest dream..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the stories... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3141852110565312884?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3141852110565312884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/11/story-time-from-my-life-in-pit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3141852110565312884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3141852110565312884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/11/story-time-from-my-life-in-pit.html' title='Story Time... From my life in the pit'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7241410011080484399</id><published>2011-10-17T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:26:51.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty with ranting involved</title><content type='html'>Okay, so, now it's time for me to be almost 100% honest. I've had pent up feelings bubbling inside of me for awhile now, and this is my outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start, I want to say first of all, I am not looking for sympathy. If you give some great, but, actually, in all honesty, I probably wouldn't want it. Empathy, sure, why not? But that's questionable too. If you want to say something, the top two things I can think of for you to say would be giving advice and something completely random (preferably something that could bring a smile to someone's face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, first of all [yes, I know, I've already said that, but this is the 'first of all' of what I'm talking about, not a precursor like I just did], I have to say I have incredible friends. There is a chance (I'm not sure how high, or low) that I may not even be alive today if it weren't for them, I don't know. Because of them, I want to make myself a better person, and I feel, almost out of place among amazing people like them. One thing that I can see great evidence of, dealing with how a friend has change my life, is band. If it weren't for Geoff, I wouldn't be in band. I'm not going to explain the story, because I've probably already explained it to you, but if you want to know, let me know, and I can fill you in on the details. But, because of band, I have a much larger amount of friends than I could have possibly hoped for (because I find it extremely difficult to make friends), and I am extremely grateful for these friends. I have also grown much closer to people I was friends with, but not super close, but now they are great friends for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now it's time for more depressing stuff. You are now welcomed and invited to skip this whole paragraph, because it is a meaningless rant, and it will sound very depressing, because I need to get all of this out of my system. So, I'll start off smaller, and lead up to bigger stuff, so if your reading the beginning, you don't have to read the worst of it all. So, if you didn't already know, I am the saxophone section leader in the marching band. I don't deserve that one bit. The true, only reason why I was chosen as section leader is because I'm the only vet in the section. I am definitely not the best at music (in all honesty, I'm on the lower end of the spectrum). I'm alright at marching, but the truly only reason why I'm section leader is because I'm the veteran. It's a lot of hard work that I'm not cut out for. I am an ant among musical and marching giants. One thing that bother's me a lot is how great some people say I am. (I may be confused, and people are just being sarcastic or something, but believe me, once you read through this, you wont think I'm making it up.[Great isn't necessarily the exact phrasing, just more of a general thing]) Because in all honesty, I really am not that great of a person, and I am kind of a horrible human being. And it almost hurts me when people compliment me (depends on the time, and strange, I know) because I don't believe it, and in fact, many times I believe the opposite. So, if you are still reading this, you must've noticed I am a quite depressing fellow. So, now it comes time for the heavy weighty stuff that's going to be hard for me to say, and I may end up regretting. There are many a time when I honestly hate myself. Most of the time when I think about it, I realize that there aren't many things I'm good at, or things that I like about myself. One thing I've noticed is I can adapt quickly to things, but then I plateau, or level out. I don't ever improve after that short burst, so I remain mediocre at that for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;I also dislike at how bad I am at talking with people, and making friends. My problem seems to be that I don't have anything to say, because a lot of times I only say things that need to be said, and a lot of times not even then. And then a lot of times I act/say things that are really stupid, and I end up regretting right after. I need to learn to think before I act. Making friends and talking to people then is increased by a multiple of 10 when it involves girls. I used to be alright around people, in elementary, but that was with a whole year of being with them all day, and it still took me a while to warm up to them, but something happened between 6th grade and 7th grade, and it's just been even harder for me. I still have trouble interacting and talking with girls, and this has lead me to fear of a lonely and long existence for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now that I've finally said all of that. School is stressing me out, and I think it's because I've got to much on my plate right now, and I think my prides not letting me say that I really do. I'm not doing excellently in my classes right now, but a lot of that should change by the end of the quarter (hopefully). I've realized that I am depressed a lot, so, I don't know if people notice or not, because it seems very common to me. I have often wondered if I have clinical depression, because it has be noticed in my family, but I can't tell right now. Because anything with depression is automatically contributed to puberty and hormone imbalances caused by that. With depression, I have found that I usually am the most depressed when I am alone, and left to wander in my own thoughts, which happens quite a lot, considering the kind of person I am (described in the paragraph above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's enough tangents for now, and I don't really know where else to go with this, maybe one reason is because I'm about to fall asleep (so sorry if there's any major errors in this). I am very grateful for fall break this Thursday and Friday, I definitely need it. Marching Band season is almost over. three more competitions, and this year is done. One more regular competition tomorrow, at Davis Highschool. I'm hoping that our scores can improve a lot, but, I don't know how that will work out. Then next week (28th-30th) is Redrocks. Which means we're going down to St. George, having a competition, and then the next day going to Las Vegas for a competition, and then the next day we come home. Honestly, I am scared for our band, because of how many people really are struggling right now, and honesty don't care. That's one of my biggest beef's with people in the band right now, is that they don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there goes "that's enough". So, now I really mean, that's enough. So, I just want to close with saying I love my friends. I honestly would probably be living a different life style if it weren't for my friends. Like I said, I honestly love you guys, and I hope some day you can know that, whether it's from me personally telling you (if I ever get the guts) or it's from you reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that is all. (Besides this quote I will make up and add to the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We never know how fast and fleeting our life is. Never let a moment slip through your fingers, because you'll regret it once you realize you can't have it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7241410011080484399?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7241410011080484399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/honesty-with-ranting-involved.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7241410011080484399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7241410011080484399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/honesty-with-ranting-involved.html' title='Honesty with ranting involved'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2293331850338744420</id><published>2011-09-21T09:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T09:42:47.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you?</title><content type='html'>Have felt so horrible that you wanted to die? A good for nothing waste of space and time? Are you just waiting for it all to end?Well, if you haven't, you are quite lucky. Because I have, on many a occasion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2293331850338744420?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2293331850338744420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/09/have-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2293331850338744420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2293331850338744420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/09/have-you.html' title='Have you?'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-9006284820823496487</id><published>2011-08-01T11:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T11:06:42.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and such</title><content type='html'>Life has been... interesting lately. I now I haven't posted in a while, so, sorry for all you avid readers that used to enjoy my blog. Haha, sarcasm doesn't transfer well through writing. Oh well, you can tell it's sarcasm now, because I said so. Marching band has been good, summer's done. I was surprised when I ended up being Saxophone section leader in marching band, I was surprised because I wasn't expecting it, but's it's been good. I hate not being able to understand my thoughts and or my emotions, it gets quite annoying. But, that's how it's been as long as I've cared, so, I've kinda got used to it, and then it ends up bothering me again. Sorry if this is really dumb and boring, but, it's your fault for reading this I guess. I just don't really know what to say, or how to say what I want to say, and I'm kinda a boring guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, last week I went to Yellowstone after the days of '47 parade, and it was alright, it was just kinda&amp;nbsp;disappointing&amp;nbsp; because it seemed like we saw more animals outside of the park than we did inside. I got some driving time done though. On Wednesday, I drove for 6 hours, and around 9-9:30 that night, I had one of the scariest&amp;nbsp;experiences&amp;nbsp;of my life, I was being tailgated by a semi truck, with his brights on, on a highway I had never been on before, going about 70, and it was a twisty windy road, and I knew if an animal jumped out in front of me (which was a&amp;nbsp;possibility&amp;nbsp;because we were in a place that was more wild, I guess you could say) and I slammed on my breaks so I wouldn't hit it, the semi would kill me. The semi ended up passing me, and I cannot describe how relieved I felt as he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my AP test results back, and I was surprised, and relieved, and happy. I ended up getting a 5 on AP Euro. For those of you who don't know, a 5 is the highest on a scale of 1-5. So, understandably, I was happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-9006284820823496487?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/9006284820823496487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-and-such.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/9006284820823496487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/9006284820823496487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-and-such.html' title='Life and such'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2817525285157219476</id><published>2011-05-05T17:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T17:44:43.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Region Tournament</title><content type='html'>Today was the region tournament for tennis. I played JV doubles. I was badly burned. My partner was Ryan Monson. We lost, 4-8. I feel good about how I did, but I know I could've and should've done better. But, oh well :P Tennis season is now over, and now it's time to move on to marching band (which I've already missed the first two practices of because of tennis). Also, tomorrow I have my AP test... and I haven't exactly started studding yet... but, oh well. I feel good about it. We'll just see how it goes. I'm really tired right now because of tennis. I got there around 8:30 and got home around 4:30. :P Oh well, it was good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2817525285157219476?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2817525285157219476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/05/region-tournament.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2817525285157219476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2817525285157219476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/05/region-tournament.html' title='Region Tournament'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7602907097604376312</id><published>2011-04-24T23:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T23:56:14.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Darkness</title><content type='html'>The old man's crooked finger pointed accusingly at me, as he cackled, his yellow, bent teeth, adding an evil cast to his darkened face. By the light of the fire, he croaked "Boy, I've seen where you's been. I've been where you'll be. Yuh don't want this boy. This ain't for yuh. It ain't for anyone. But you's been stupid boy, stupid!" He shouted, "and now, you's got to suffer for it. There's still time for yuh boy. But, yuh must suffer. Continue on this path though, yuh will be like me boy. Wasted and alone. Ain't nothing else to it boy. Yuh either go through hell now, or yuh go through hell latter. And when it's latter, there's no escape for yuh boy, but if yuh go through hell now, yuh's have a chance." He cackled one more time, and then the crows swarmed him, and he flew off, into the distance. Cackling the whole way, one message ringing out till he disapeared "You's gotta make a choice boy, and you's gotta do it now. There's only one chance for yuh boy. One chance... one chance... one life..." and then he was gone. But still, his words lived in my heart. They lived in my brain. I knew what I wanted. I knew what I had to do. But I couldn't do it alone. That day, I shouldered my pack, and walked on, but I wasn't alone. I had my dog with me, my faithful companion. The one person that never gave up hope on me, till the very end. That dog saved my life, and my soul, I knew. Because I could see it in that man's crazed eyes that night. I knew then that if I didn't go back, I would surely die. That was the night were I became who I was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of metaphors/similes type of things, relating to things that do exist. If you can find them, kudos to you :) Happy Easter Everyone :) It's the day we celebrate the resurrection of our Lord, Jesus Christ. Without him, there would be no purpose for life, and I hope we can remember that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7602907097604376312?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7602907097604376312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/04/darkness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7602907097604376312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7602907097604376312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/04/darkness.html' title='The Darkness'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-8728968441770152211</id><published>2011-03-26T20:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:11:30.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There's times...</title><content type='html'>There are times in ones life when you just feel like crap.  There's time when all you want to do is find a dark corner and sit by yourself and cry. There's times when you just wish you were dead because the whole world seems to hate you. There's times when it takes all your willpower just to keep a strait face and stop your eyes from leaking. There's times when it takes everything you got to stop yourself from tearing everything around you down, from screaming your lungs out. There's times when you hate everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These times suck. That's all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its probably a good thing that my airsoft gun isn't real...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-8728968441770152211?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8728968441770152211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8728968441770152211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8728968441770152211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-times.html' title='There&apos;s times...'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-269210047399504902</id><published>2011-03-17T18:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:54:40.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis</title><content type='html'>So today I had pretty much my favorite match of all time, and that is due to the fact that I played against one of my best friends that I haven't seen for awhile. It was amazing. And the weather was way nice too :D I lost though, but I played good, it was 8 to 5, and I got some really nice shots in. I had a blast. I am pretty much in an amazing mood right now :D :D :) :) :D :D :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-269210047399504902?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/269210047399504902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/tennis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/269210047399504902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/269210047399504902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/tennis.html' title='Tennis'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-8380308384468087861</id><published>2011-03-16T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:25:59.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I really don't have a title for this</title><content type='html'>My head has been spinning lately... It's a disconcerting feeling, let me tell you. And it's not only my head that's been spinning. Stupid emotions... always make life more confusing. Some people are just amazing... and I wish I could tell them that, but, you know me. That isn't me, I can't do that. The song 'When I Think of You' applies very well to life at points and time... Well, I was planning on more, but, I can't think of things to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-8380308384468087861?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8380308384468087861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-really-dont-have-title-for-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8380308384468087861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8380308384468087861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-really-dont-have-title-for-this.html' title='I really don&apos;t have a title for this'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-1707070436261947505</id><published>2011-02-17T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T17:51:20.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Title I can't think of a name for</title><content type='html'>Life has been lifey. That's all I have to say. It has it's ups, and it's downs, sometimes unbalanced, but it's life. Owl City is pretty much one of my favorite artists/groups. Owl City can always make me happy when I'm in a bad mood. So, I don't really know what I'm saying. So, I think I should stop now before I bore you to death :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-1707070436261947505?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1707070436261947505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/02/title-i-cant-think-of-name-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1707070436261947505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1707070436261947505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/02/title-i-cant-think-of-name-for.html' title='Title I can&apos;t think of a name for'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4599058845119781596</id><published>2011-02-05T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T08:32:00.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>So, I'm in the mood to type songs I've written up here, so a couple things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I'm not sure if some of them are finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm going to number them so it makes it easer for you to tell me what you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I know I'm not very good, but, I want your insight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Who You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you do&lt;br /&gt;Is who you are&lt;br /&gt;If you stay strong&lt;br /&gt;You will go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is tough&lt;br /&gt;It's a truth indeed&lt;br /&gt;If it gets rough&lt;br /&gt;Just lean on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are &lt;br /&gt;You must stay true&lt;br /&gt;Jump o'r the bar&lt;br /&gt;And stay you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you do &lt;br /&gt;Is who you are&lt;br /&gt;If you stay strong&lt;br /&gt;You will go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it out &lt;br /&gt;Of this crazy game&lt;br /&gt;Be you and shout&lt;br /&gt;Stay true to your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile and laugh &lt;br /&gt;For you are loved&lt;br /&gt;These times will pass&lt;br /&gt;You've got to stand up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you do&lt;br /&gt;Is who you are&lt;br /&gt;If you stay strong&lt;br /&gt;You will go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short&lt;br /&gt;Do what you will&lt;br /&gt;Make your choice&lt;br /&gt;And live your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)I wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too much&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk through each day&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing what to say&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live is too much&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is one big ugly beast&lt;br /&gt;Showing me its ugly teeth&lt;br /&gt;Bearing them with evil might&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is to much&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give in&lt;br /&gt;Fall on the next bend&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's happening&lt;br /&gt;I can't make sense of anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is looking me&lt;br /&gt;Right in the eye&lt;br /&gt;Giving me&lt;br /&gt;A way to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sword is gone&lt;br /&gt;I've given up&lt;br /&gt;I've set alight the&lt;br /&gt;deadly bomb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too much&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've walked forward one last step&lt;br /&gt;My hear is done&lt;br /&gt;it can't forget&lt;br /&gt;All the pain it's felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too much&lt;br /&gt;I just want to give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Map to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But every time I do&lt;br /&gt;I always start to drown in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your lovely eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a map&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am lost&lt;br /&gt;I need a map&lt;br /&gt;A map to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk along each day&lt;br /&gt;And my heart skips a beat &lt;br /&gt;Every time I see&lt;br /&gt;Ever time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a map &lt;br /&gt;Cause I am lost&lt;br /&gt;I need a map&lt;br /&gt;A map to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;The way my heart feels&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a map&lt;br /&gt;A GPS&lt;br /&gt;I am lost&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a map &lt;br /&gt;Cause I am lost&lt;br /&gt;I need a map to your&lt;br /&gt;I need a map &lt;br /&gt;or I will die&lt;br /&gt;I need a map&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;Your&lt;br /&gt;heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to break free &lt;br /&gt;From this insanity&lt;br /&gt;The end is near&lt;br /&gt;But it's too far to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rushing forward&lt;br /&gt;I'm sprinting&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushing myself&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get out&lt;br /&gt;Of this mad house&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong in here&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get out &lt;br /&gt;of this jail cell&lt;br /&gt;I don't wan't to be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! I need to break free&lt;br /&gt;From this insanity&lt;br /&gt;The end is near&lt;br /&gt;But it's too far to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;On the first star&lt;br /&gt;I make a wish&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I wish for wings&lt;br /&gt;So I could fly&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;And be by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walls are coming&lt;br /&gt;Closing in&lt;br /&gt;I'm claustrophobic&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' crowded in&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away from here&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;I want my freedom&lt;br /&gt;I want my life&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you, tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Concrete Wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;or why the stars twinkle and shine&lt;br /&gt;But I sit and think of you&lt;br /&gt;and how I wish your love was mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've built a wall &lt;br /&gt;Around my heart&lt;br /&gt;Hiding it from the world&lt;br /&gt;I've built a concrete wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for things that cannot be&lt;br /&gt;I hope for things that aren't&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I love you so&lt;br /&gt;But you just don't know&lt;br /&gt;Where you are in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've built a wall &lt;br /&gt;Around my heart&lt;br /&gt;Hiding it from the world&lt;br /&gt;I've built a concrete wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not know my feelings&lt;br /&gt;You do not know my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;To you, we are only friends&lt;br /&gt;To me, you are only amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;inside and out&lt;br /&gt;You have the spirit of an angel&lt;br /&gt;here on Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've built a wall &lt;br /&gt;Around my heart&lt;br /&gt;Hiding it from the world&lt;br /&gt;I've built a concrete wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how I feel &lt;br /&gt;I know you don't care&lt;br /&gt;You are my light and hope&lt;br /&gt;But, I am scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've built a wall &lt;br /&gt;Around my heart&lt;br /&gt;Hiding it from the world&lt;br /&gt;I've built a concrete wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say nothing for I am scared of pain&lt;br /&gt;If you ask&lt;br /&gt;I wan't say your name&lt;br /&gt;I'll think it to myself&lt;br /&gt;and shrug my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Hiding myself behind&lt;br /&gt;A concrete wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've built a wall &lt;br /&gt;Around my heart&lt;br /&gt;Hiding it from the world&lt;br /&gt;I've built a concrete wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Down and lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has got me down&lt;br /&gt;And it won't let me back up&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck with this frown&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in the much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down and lost&lt;br /&gt;In the shadow&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in a cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander around&lt;br /&gt;This misery&lt;br /&gt;I drag my feet&lt;br /&gt;And look without eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down and lost&lt;br /&gt;in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in the cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost and alone&lt;br /&gt;I am scared of life&lt;br /&gt;I am chilled to the bone&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost from all&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be found&lt;br /&gt;I am abandoned&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't a home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down and lost&lt;br /&gt;In the shadow&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in a cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is here for me&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Who would want to help a fallen man&lt;br /&gt;Who would want to risk my pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down and lost&lt;br /&gt;In the shadow&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in the cave&lt;br /&gt;I'm down in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I'm down and lost from all&lt;br /&gt;I'm down and lost from light&lt;br /&gt;I'm down and lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Lost hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to walk in sunlight&lt;br /&gt;I used to be happy&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm in shadow&lt;br /&gt;And I've lost all hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost hope&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;I can't escape from this darkness&lt;br /&gt;I've given up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows swirl around my feet&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing my ankles, slowing me down&lt;br /&gt;They don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;They don't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost hope&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light can't reach this darkness&lt;br /&gt;I fell to the bottomless pit&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in the mud&lt;br /&gt;And can't get up&lt;br /&gt;Hope is gone, I've given up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost hope&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;I've given up&lt;br /&gt;I've given my all&lt;br /&gt;But it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is through&lt;br /&gt;There's no one left&lt;br /&gt;Life is over&lt;br /&gt;I've given up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows loom &lt;br /&gt;Leaning in&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the final boom&lt;br /&gt;And kill my kin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;The darkness has stolen&lt;br /&gt;All that mean something to me&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop&lt;br /&gt;I will fight&lt;br /&gt;To make it to the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a flame&lt;br /&gt;I have a sword&lt;br /&gt;I can not go the way I came&lt;br /&gt;I will fight, you have my word&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;To the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;The darkness has stolen &lt;br /&gt;All that meant something to me&lt;br /&gt;But I wont' stop&lt;br /&gt;I will fight&lt;br /&gt;To make it to the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've  stumbled on my way&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;But I can make it&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;My sword is sharp&lt;br /&gt;I will kill &lt;br /&gt;The shadows&lt;br /&gt;I will return to the light&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to wake up&lt;br /&gt;And raise my head&lt;br /&gt;Escape the slumber&lt;br /&gt;Leave the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a fog&lt;br /&gt;I can't see the path&lt;br /&gt;I've got to get a light&lt;br /&gt;But I need a match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to wake up&lt;br /&gt;and raise my head&lt;br /&gt;Escape my slumber&lt;br /&gt;And leave my dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waded through life&lt;br /&gt;Never really trying&lt;br /&gt;No more can I &lt;br /&gt;Ride the stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've got to wake up&lt;br /&gt;and raise my head&lt;br /&gt;Escape the slumber&lt;br /&gt;Of the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey has gone&lt;br /&gt;Up a mountain side&lt;br /&gt;I've looked down on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made my choices&lt;br /&gt;I've chosen to change&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna change&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up&lt;br /&gt;Or I join the dead&lt;br /&gt;I have to leave my slumber&lt;br /&gt;I raise my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Shaded Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived my life&lt;br /&gt;in the shadow&lt;br /&gt;Away from people&lt;br /&gt;I've hide my face&lt;br /&gt;In the shadow&lt;br /&gt;Away from people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm done!&lt;br /&gt;I'm done hiding&lt;br /&gt;I'm done running&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stand&lt;br /&gt;With my sword in hand&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for you&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for you&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lead me out&lt;br /&gt;Of the shadows&lt;br /&gt;Into people&lt;br /&gt;You took my life&lt;br /&gt;From the shadows&lt;br /&gt;Into people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm done&lt;br /&gt;I'm done hiding&lt;br /&gt;I'm done running&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stand&lt;br /&gt;With my sword in my hand&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for you&lt;br /&gt;Because you fought for me&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my life&lt;br /&gt;Into sunshine&lt;br /&gt;With people&lt;br /&gt;You've changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;Into joy&lt;br /&gt;Into freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hiding&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running&lt;br /&gt;I will stand&lt;br /&gt;With my sword in hand&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for you&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for you&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've changed my life &lt;br /&gt;for the better&lt;br /&gt;For the best&lt;br /&gt;You've helped me change&lt;br /&gt;Into a man&lt;br /&gt;Into your hero&lt;br /&gt;Because that's what &lt;br /&gt;I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Be you hero&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said their not very good, but comments on them would be cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4599058845119781596?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4599058845119781596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/02/songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4599058845119781596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4599058845119781596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/02/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-6538727415851902098</id><published>2011-02-02T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:32:03.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Release of pent up feelings and such</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking the past few days... and I have figured out my deepest desire I had as a kid... and before that I had figured out my deepest fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a kid I always enjoyed the middle ages stuff. It was my passion. I would play pretend with my siblings, and we would:&lt;br /&gt;a) Play a 'school' of sorts, were we learned fighting stuff&lt;br /&gt;b) Be deserted on an island and make a 'camp' and fight natives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was more, those are just the two I can bring to mind. But, I've always wanted to be a knight. I've always wanted to be on top of a horse in armor, with a sword in one hand, and my shield with my family crest on the other. I think this might be why I've always preferred the books/movies with this stuff. I don't want to be a knight to kill people... that's not why. I don't really know why, I just always wanted to. I wanted to be the one to slay the dragon and save the princess per say. I wanted the excitement and adventure. I would serve my king loyally, not seeking power, and I would kill when the need arose, but I would not enjoy it. Chances are though, if I lived in that time, it's more thank likely I would have just been a peasant, or a serf, and worked my days on a farm. But, nonetheless, I don't know... I've just wanted to be a knight, at Arthur's court, serving the Pendragon king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest fear... I think it's a deepest fear of many people, I would be surprised if it wasn't. But, when I found for myself, I was surprised at how much this means to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest fear is to be alone, unloved, and forgotten. I'm not sure why, but I think as humans we are scared of being alone. We need to around other people to feel safe and secure. Yeah, there are a few anomalies, but there always is. My deepest fear is pretty ironic, don't you think? Considering my personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was pretty depressing... I had sad scary thoughts in my last few waking moments. The first one is a possible reality that I have. As soon as I'm old enough I move out, far away, and get a minimum wage job, no friends, no one, all alone... I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was more of something I felt that I needed to do. I felt like I needed to be on horse, away -for a time- from people. And if not a horse, my bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I'm kinda sad aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't care if you've read this far, but, I feel better for getting these things out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, life is fleeting. Never do something you might regret, because you might never get to fix it. Remember to tell the people that are important to you that they are, and that you love them. You don't know what your last words may be, and you don't want to part forever on bad terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, to all my wonderful friends out there, thank you so much for everything you have done for me. I love you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-6538727415851902098?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/6538727415851902098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/02/release-of-pent-up-feelings-and-such.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6538727415851902098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6538727415851902098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/02/release-of-pent-up-feelings-and-such.html' title='Release of pent up feelings and such'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-970386629369793480</id><published>2011-01-01T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T18:20:43.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 wow</title><content type='html'>So, today is the first day of 2011. Wow. That's all I have to say. W-o-w. Wow. If you are confused on my surprised, read on. If not, read on, so, basically, read on :). 2010 seemed to go way to fast for me. It was a short but long year. I had so much happen in what seemed a short space of time... do you want to hear some? Of course you do, you're still reading :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did Tennis in the spring, and I'm planning on doing it this year&lt;br /&gt;I did mariachi with my Middle School&lt;br /&gt;I taught myself to play Tenor Sax&lt;br /&gt;I did Summer marching band&lt;br /&gt;I went on and survived trek&lt;br /&gt;I went to EFY&lt;br /&gt;I did fall marching band (on got the most comfortable black shoes ever :D)&lt;br /&gt;I survived the first quarter of high school :P &lt;br /&gt;I did this blog post.... just kidding! I was talking about last year, and this blog post is this year ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess those are the major events of last year, they may not seem like much to you, but to me, they meant a lot. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-970386629369793480?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/970386629369793480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/970386629369793480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/970386629369793480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-wow.html' title='2011 wow'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3411708024112906810</id><published>2010-12-13T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T19:27:25.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonnet thing</title><content type='html'>So we had to write a sonnet in for English (:P) and I thought I would share it here (warning, I'm not sure what it is about, it's kinda weird.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers reaching for the deep cloudy sky&lt;br /&gt;Hide their tips in the sea of stormy night&lt;br /&gt;Light flashes, noise rumbles anger shown high&lt;br /&gt;Dogs growl, cats meow barring their teeth in fright&lt;br /&gt;Fire crackles, logs break flames reaching hate&lt;br /&gt;Anger strong matched by none seeking justice&lt;br /&gt;Metal glints shining bright hope used as bait&lt;br /&gt;Bows drawn, strings taught released to fly and miss&lt;br /&gt;War drums loud and great signal the approach&lt;br /&gt;Horses neigh and stomp their feet, sensing war&lt;br /&gt;Shields raised, spears held guarding the precious coach&lt;br /&gt;Plans made, warriors gathered here once more&lt;br /&gt;Peace at last, olive branch brought by a dove&lt;br /&gt;Friendships built, treaties made, hope light and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like I said, weird and kinda bad. So, yeah haha :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3411708024112906810?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3411708024112906810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/12/sonnet-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3411708024112906810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3411708024112906810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/12/sonnet-thing.html' title='Sonnet thing'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3215270215975869682</id><published>2010-11-27T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T22:56:04.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder</title><content type='html'>I wonder if the people I think of when I do some of these posts will ever read that post, that in my mind was made for them. I wonder if the person I want to read it the most, will ever glance at it. I wonder....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3215270215975869682?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3215270215975869682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3215270215975869682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3215270215975869682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2038504959043636462</id><published>2010-11-26T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T22:13:50.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I think of you</title><content type='html'>When I think of you is a song by Chris de Burgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos I get a kick inside,* &lt;br /&gt;And I feel a tingle too,&lt;br /&gt;It just comes from time to time,&lt;br /&gt;And it only happens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;When I’m dreaming, when I wake up, when I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;Walking,&lt;br /&gt;When I’m talking,&lt;br /&gt;When I look up,&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(I think it's supposed to be 'in the side', but, that's what I found)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the chorus, and I find it to be very applicable to my life, good or bad, I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyrics007.com/Chris%20De%20Burgh%20Lyrics/When%20I%20Think%20Of%20You%20Lyrics.html"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt; To go to the page I found with the lyrics. So, that is life as of now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2038504959043636462?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2038504959043636462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-i-think-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2038504959043636462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2038504959043636462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-i-think-of-you.html' title='When I think of you'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-8829495995036827364</id><published>2010-11-25T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T20:37:20.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving Day thing</title><content type='html'>So, I could put a whole list on here, of what I am thankful for, but, I'm sure you wouldn't read it. I wouldn't expect you too, cause I know I wouldn't. So, I'm just going to put two things. If you read any of them, read the first one please, and also read the second one to prove your awesome ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am grateful for &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Not because you read this or anything, but, because you were born. Why? Because you have the ability and opportunity too change this world, and change someone's life. For good or bad, it is not known, but you have the opportunity and ability, and I am grateful you are here for that. Most likely anyone reading this has changed my life, and it's almost definitely for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This one kinda has two parts. a) I am grateful for my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, who suffered for this world that we might be saved, he gave his life for us, when he didn't have to. b) I am grateful for the Atonement and the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ (meaning the LDS church). I am so grateful for the Atonement and the blessing it has on me. It gives me hope, and the ability to repent of what I have done. I am grateful also for the blessing the gospel has given me. Where I would be now if I didn't have it? I have no idea, but, I'm almost positive I would not be as well of as I am now. If my ancestors never joined the church, I wouldn't know any of you guys, and I wouldn't be part of the same family I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. Happy Thanksgiving. I hope you stuffed your faces, I kinda did, but I really did with desert. Haha :P So yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-8829495995036827364?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8829495995036827364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving-day-thing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8829495995036827364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8829495995036827364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving-day-thing.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving Day thing'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-384013869121675108</id><published>2010-11-22T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:12:47.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>I wrote this today in math... after the test... so yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to break free&lt;br /&gt;From this insanity&lt;br /&gt;The end is near&lt;br /&gt;But it's too far to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rushing forward&lt;br /&gt;I'm sprinting&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushing myself&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get out&lt;br /&gt;of this mad house&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong in here&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get out of this Jail cell&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I need to break free &lt;br /&gt;From this insanity&lt;br /&gt;The end is near &lt;br /&gt;But it's too far to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;On the first star&lt;br /&gt;I make a wish&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I wish for wings&lt;br /&gt;So I could fly&lt;br /&gt;away from here&lt;br /&gt;and land by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walls are coming&lt;br /&gt;Closing in&lt;br /&gt;I'm claustrophobic&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' crowded in&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away from here&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;I want my freedom&lt;br /&gt;I want my life&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you, tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-384013869121675108?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/384013869121675108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/insanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/384013869121675108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/384013869121675108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/insanity.html' title='Insanity'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-1722336633701851951</id><published>2010-11-21T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T20:14:20.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes... I wonder</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder if you know how much I care. If you know how often I think of you. I wonder if you know how special you are too me. Sometimes I wonder... but I'll never know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-1722336633701851951?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1722336633701851951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/sometimes-i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1722336633701851951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1722336633701851951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title='Sometimes... I wonder'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4471502653237574723</id><published>2010-11-20T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T23:15:09.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Region Dance...</title><content type='html'>So tonight was the region dance, and I had fun, and partied it up. But... I've noticed I've always seem to be disappointed when it's over. Why, you ask? That's a good question. I could say I wish it went longer, or a variety of other things. But, what I really am disappointed in is myself. I am disappointed I didn't ask more girls to dance. I am disappointed that I didn't dance with people I wanted too. I am disappointed with my own shyness (or cowardice :P). Now, I'm not looking for sympathy here, so please don't give any, I just need an escape for my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note about dances, I will talk about what one EFY councilor taught me. She told us that when we dance with a girl, to have our hand on her back, on her shoulder blade specifically. Why? Because that is were her angel wings were/are (I can't remember). She told us it was because all girls (young women, women, etc.) are angels, and need to be treated that way. They are beautiful daughters of God, and we need to respect and honor that. We hold were their angel wings are because we love them. And... I believe that to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. Region Dance... fun... and disappointment with myself :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4471502653237574723?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4471502653237574723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/region-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4471502653237574723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4471502653237574723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/region-dance.html' title='Region Dance...'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5734418941184997927</id><published>2010-11-20T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T16:50:10.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been converted</title><content type='html'>About the title... yeah... I've been converted. Long story, and I have time to tell it. So... sit back relax (or not) and listen (well, read is more correct, but you get the picture (idea being more correct here, but, still, it works))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to start off with a little information. I play three instruments, piano, guitar (&lt;3 &lt;3 my favorite instrument ever! :) ), and Tenor Sax. As most of you know, I started tenor sax this summer (meaning 2010) and I taught myself how to play. Okay, know that you know that, on to the story. So, today was the marching band social, and that was fun (as was expected) and near the end, there was an awards thing (the section leaders (leaders of that group of instruments for you ignorant people) made up awards specific to that person and handed them out). My award was "Converted to Bandism" (yes, band is a religion know, in a sense, so ha! *blows raspberry here*) Due to the fact that I had pretty much nothing to do with band before summer marching band. And it's because of Geoff, so, yeah. Thats the story, now wasn't that exciting? haha, just kidding. But still, that's the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5734418941184997927?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5734418941184997927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-been-converted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5734418941184997927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5734418941184997927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-been-converted.html' title='I have been converted'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-1520662670033935815</id><published>2010-11-18T20:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T20:08:20.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends :)</title><content type='html'>These past couple days (as I've been feeling down) I've came to realize I have amazing friends. I am so grateful for their friendship and what they have done for me. I don't think I deserve such awesome friends, but, I'm not upset that I have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys &lt;3 :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Garrett :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-1520662670033935815?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1520662670033935815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1520662670033935815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1520662670033935815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends.html' title='Friends :)'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-583738699687879069</id><published>2010-11-17T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T18:09:12.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugggh--- Life :/</title><content type='html'>My mind... what an... interesting (?) place. It seems to enjoy spinning in circles and becoming dizzy. Giving me a weird sensation. Right now, I kinda wanna hate life for no reason, and I &lt;strike&gt;kinda&lt;/strike&gt; I &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; hate my emotions right now. They are frekin bothering me! I can't make a dime of sense from them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too much, I just wanna give up. I walk through each day, not knowing how to act or what to say. I feel so strange and half depressed when will I see through this mess? Life is just a big ugly beast, showing me its ugly teeth. Bearing them with evil might, what to I stand for, who do I fight? I just want to give in, fall on the next bend. I don't know what's happening I just don't understand anything. Life is looking me right in the eye, showing a path, a path to fly. My sword is gone, I've given up. I've lost my light, I can't keep up this fight. I've walked forward my last step. My heart is done, it can't forget. All the pain and lies it's heard, and I never said a word. I see no way for this to end, I don't know who is my true friend. Now I've left all behind, to seal the door, the door of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That describes kinda how I feel right now :( (I wrote basically that in AP Euro, changing in a little) Life just feels suckish right now, and my confusion doesn't help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-583738699687879069?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/583738699687879069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/ugggh-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/583738699687879069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/583738699687879069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/ugggh-life.html' title='Ugggh--- Life :/'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3703552093438474615</id><published>2010-11-16T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:16:16.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Life.... what to say. Life has been... life (for lack of a better word, I leave you up to infer what it means) Right now... I kinda really have no life, because marching band is over :P I miss band... I made lots of friends, and I had fun. Imma thinking of dropping Spanish 3 to take concert band next semester... maybe, if my mom will let me (probably not :( ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I've really been doing lately is picking my brother up from school, and then playing Wii with him (cause he wants me too.) ((This is my little 5 year old brother, who goes to the daycare)). I've noticed a few things about myself lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My temper's fuse seems a lot shorter now that I have nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;2) Playing guitar makes me feel better when I'm angry&lt;br /&gt;3) My emotions are whacked up and I can't tell left from left with them&lt;br /&gt;4) My sister bugs the crap out of me (nearly literally) She just whines and complains all the time, and cries when she doesn't get her way. And she's 14. My sister and I were supposed to alternate weeks when picking him up (so I could have time to myself) but, she was a baby about that, so, my mom said until she is ready and willing to pick him up, I am, but, I don't have to do dishes days I pick him up, and until she's says shes ready and willing, she has to do dishes. (This is a big thing in my house, cause lately, my parents really haven't been doing dishes, just my brother and sister and me.) So, I'm happy about that, and I don't mind picking Travon up, but, I just need some a lone time. Know what I mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3703552093438474615?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3703552093438474615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/life.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3703552093438474615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3703552093438474615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/11/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-9145416902378847260</id><published>2010-10-24T12:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T12:37:15.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant- don't have to read</title><content type='html'>Here's just going to a rant... so, yeah, you don't have to read if you don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I really have no talent? I'm okay at music stuff, can't sing, not good at any sports... the only stuff I'm good at are stuff that don't really matter. Who cares if your in an advanced math class? Who cares if you can read fast? Who cares if you get a six on an essay? Nobody, because it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I just really suck at talking? I can never keep a conversation going because I don't know what to say because I just ultimately fail at talking. That's bad. Why do I just fail at it? Why am I so anti-social and just don't talk to people because I don't know what to say? Is it because I don't like talking about myself or my achievements because I don't want to be passed off as 'proud'? Is it because I don't know how because I've I'm scared of people because I'm so shy and now I don't know how to talk to people. Is it because I have nothing good to say? Is it because I have a brain disorder that inhibits my talking abilities?&lt;br /&gt;Life is kinda crappy. I'm not happy with choices I've made, and some I am happy with. We keep getting jipped at competitions because judges are stupid little things that don't know something good when it hits them in the face. Why can't we burn syrup-y hills? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of why's and questions with no answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell I'm in a pessimistic kinda mood right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-9145416902378847260?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/9145416902378847260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/10/rant-dont-have-to-read.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/9145416902378847260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/9145416902378847260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/10/rant-dont-have-to-read.html' title='Rant- don&apos;t have to read'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-1432619883376119182</id><published>2010-08-29T22:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:51:11.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts and Summer dies, a vicious cycle like a Pheonix</title><content type='html'>So, last Thursday the first day of school came. The first week went by okay. I enjoyed some classes, not so much on others, and for some reason, I already hate a teacher. Haha, so, school is going to be cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this Summer, explained in two words? Think I can do it? Well, here I go: Marching Band. Ha! There! Well, it was more than that, but, a lot of it was Marching band, which was freaking awesome, and I thoroughly enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, first marching band thing on Saturday so far, won't be the last. First hour or so we played tag. In the empty high school. It was sick. (as in freaking sweet) Then, for the last couple minutes, we played infection/zombie tag. That was intense. Me and my good buddy Geoff survived the whole thing. I thought to myself that day, playing tag: "Paintball would be awesome in here!" (here meaning the high school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, other stuff that happened this summer can be found in lower posts... haha I'm too lazy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, before I go, I just wanna say this, and I don't care what you think, this is the deep part of my post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is officially messed up right now. I have no idea what my emotions are, what my feelings are and what I think. Yeah, I know it's pretty normal for most people... especially me (haha :P) but, I haven't felt like this in awhile, and never this intensely. Yeah, I know, I spilled a lot about my  thoughts, but, I don't know how I feel or think. Life is just like that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, have a good day/night and my freedom and safety be the air under your wings, and my friendship the light that guides you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-1432619883376119182?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1432619883376119182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-starts-and-summer-dies-vicious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1432619883376119182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1432619883376119182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-starts-and-summer-dies-vicious.html' title='School starts and Summer dies, a vicious cycle like a Pheonix'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-322009418687727617</id><published>2010-08-07T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T21:18:27.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Camp</title><content type='html'>These last Two and a half days (Thursday &amp; Friday 8-8 and today [Saturday] 8-12) have been band camp. The most freaking awesome stuff ever. Band is so freaking fun, and I'm so glad Geoff led me into marching band, and got me to learn how to play Tenor Saxamophone (Saxophone to all you stupid people...) [Yeah, I did kinda teach myself how to play Tenor...] and now that I can play and such, Band is even more epic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, first half of the day, we did marching stuff,and, we were kinda crappy :P... next half we got our first thing of music, Mr. Roboto (Yeah, we're doing a Styx show this year :D) and, we played that for awhile, and within 3-4 hours (? I'm not sure) most of us had most of the music memorize :D Then, after tracking and such (playing and marching for ignorant and stupid people) we played capture the flag. It was awesome. We played three games (WARNING: I'm not going to try to brag at all, but, if it passes off as that, I am deeply sorry about that, so, I plead for forgiveness now) and my team one all three games. Cody (one of our drum majors) one the first game for us, and he ran the whole field and got the flag, ran back, and it was epic. Next to games... I kinda got the flag, but, only half way. So, someone had gotten the flag half way down the field, but, had gotten tagged, so, I brought it back. The second game (first one I won) I crossed the line as our flag was being carried by the other team (they where about half way to the line when I crossed) so, it was a REALLY close game. Luckily, I had some drumline kids that guarded me per-say and took the tagging for me, so, I made it to the other side. I was sore after that. Next game, I was planning on just guarding, and that I did, for awhile, but, we had like three or four people on our side, when the other team had pretty much their whole team. They got our flag within 5-10 feet of their line, but, they where too scared I guess to go and get the flag, why? I don't know. I ran to the other teams jail (originally headed for the flag, and narrowly escaped Andrew [brass instructor, guarder of other teams flag, and got many people out] and decided to get someone to get a free walk back) so, I walked back, slowly, cause I was tired. I got to my side, and resumed the defense, and yeah. Then, me and Cody some how took off at the same time, so, I was gonna let him go,  but, I saw he was going for the jail, and so was some one else, so, I look back and see people going for my teams flag, and so, I was gonna go back to help, but, they where chased off, so, I looked back at the flag, nobody, and I mean NOBODY (the guarders of the flag had taken off after the people going for the jail) so, I booked it to the flag, grabbed it, and booked it towards my line. Someone on drumline noticed me as a neared the line, and they shouted something to the effect of "Guys look-out!" but, I guess it was too late or something, cause nobody reacted, I passed the line, and the game was over, the results surprising me, because of the shortage of my team. The game was then preceded by people hugging/tackling me (because I couldn't hold myself up) and Eva (Color guard instructor, who was on my team) ran up to me (was in jail at the other side at the end of the game) [I was lying on my back in the dirt, to tired to get up haha] and said something like this "I would hug you right now but that would be very inappropriate." (I was secretly happy because I had been hugged like twice or three times, but, I was so sore, the hugs hurt.) So, that was capture the flag which was awesome. But, I think the only reason the other team didn't win was because Jordan Bills was kinda puppy-guarding (well, basically standing right on the flag). So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, marching that morning was better. That afternoon music was better, and we tracked, and we got rained out. It poured. The band/drumline played in an arc in the track tunnel area, and the color guard ran inside at the biggest burst of rain. Then, it stopped raining, and we started tracking again, but went inside when we saw lightning fairly close. So, inside, we cleared out the band room, and played train wreck, buddy style I guess. That was fun, a lot of fun. Then, we emptied out the band room (basically) so the janitors could make it all nice and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (today) we marched for most of the morning, and from what I hear, it was amazing. Then, we tracked, and we did pretty good. Then, the instructors had us sing our parts to the color guard as they practiced (with our backs to them) and as we where singing, they proceeded to throw (normal) balloons filled with water at us. Some popped, but, others didn't. We didn't break set, then, Cody told us to get them, so, we did. They had us start throwing at guard too, but, that didn't work (normal ballons don't work so well) and, then, as we came and talked, Eva dumped a bucket of water on the Color Guard, and I happened to be next to a few :P and got pretty wet. (:P was for the water getting on my due to my proximity to the guard, not because I don't like the guard), but, it felt kinda nice, and dried quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was my time at bandcamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIZIKS!!!!!!!!!/PHYSICS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and KILL THE BEAST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-322009418687727617?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/322009418687727617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/08/band-camp.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/322009418687727617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/322009418687727617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/08/band-camp.html' title='Band Camp'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5641453761929080804</id><published>2010-08-02T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:20:56.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaming Gorge</title><content type='html'>So, last Wednesday-Saturday (July 28th-31st) I went on a camp out with the teachers and priests of my ward, to Flaming Gorge dam and reservoir. It was pretty freakin' sweet, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Wednesday (haha, I spells it 'Wed-nes-day') we left around 12:30 (Well met then, we left about 12:45) for Flaming Gorge. It was a long drive. We got there about 6 or so. We set up camp, and just sat around for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Thursday we got up, had some food, then rented some rafts. That's right! WE WENT RIVER RAFTING DOWN ZE GREEN RIVER! It was awesome. Though, so stuff did happen. On the first trip, we had water fights and such, and that was fun, but, Brother Field got wacked in the head with a paddle and had a concussion, not good. I went in the river a bit, and it was cold cold cold. And my watch broke that trip, so, my only source of time is my phone now :/ but, maybe now I can reach my goal of loosing my watch line, huh? So, it also rained that trip. Second trip, one boat fished, other one relaxed, my boat.... we had a mutiny. We threw each other off, and it was good. I wasn't thrown off then, I jumped off. Haha, good times. I did a front flip off of it, kinda, and it was fun, but, the water was cold there. So, yeah, we went back, had food, and life was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Friday we went on the Dam tour. (Haha, we cracked dam jokes a lot :D) The Dam tour (}:) ) was pretty cool, the dam was pretty big, and the dam fish where big too (:P) They where big ol' trout that just swam right next to the dam and waited for tourists to feed them, not fun. Then, we did one of the best things. We went cliff jumping in to Flaming Gorge Reservoir. I'm afraid of heights pretty badly, so, I wasn't too sure how fun it would be. I thoroughly enjoyed it though. I mostly jumped off a 10 foot cliff, a couple times a 15 foot cliff, and three times a 20-25 (?) foot cliff (yikes) but, it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Saturday, we packed up (my tent was up before the leaders! WOW!) and we left. We stopped for food on the way home (YAYS!) and then continued home. I got home about 3:01 and was tired, and it was pouring rain. I mean POURING! Then, my family and I went to see Shrek 4. It was better than I thought it would be, but, I was pretty tired so, I was out of it. Oh yeah, I took like 3 different (shortish) naps in the car on the way home, glad I put my pillow in the car! So, all in all, it was a great trip, and I look forward to next year. Thanks to all those who where there who helped make it great! (THAT MEANS EVERYONE THAT ATTENDED!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5641453761929080804?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5641453761929080804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/08/flaming-gorge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5641453761929080804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5641453761929080804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/08/flaming-gorge.html' title='Flaming Gorge'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4838279800740402828</id><published>2010-07-10T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T16:39:41.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EFY</title><content type='html'>I got back this morning from EFY. I absolutely loved it! It was a great experience, and even better than Trek (see below for details :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Monday morning, I got there, got my stuff, and sat around in my room, messing around on my guitar a little. My roommate Mckay walks in while I'm playing guitar. He puts his stuff under his bed, and then tells me that he's going to get some food. So, I guess he went to a cafe with his cousin, and got some delicious looking food. When he comes back, he and I talk, telling about ourselves and such. Then, our councilor Bobby (the bestest ever! :D) and we have the introduction meeting, with all the boys in our company. Then, we go outside to meet the girls, and there are two girls for every boy, interesting odds, right? And so, after meeting the company for a little bit, the boys escort the girls to the institute building, where we get the schpill on rules and such like things. So, that night we have family home evening and we learn some stuff taught by Brother Low (He and Sister Low and G are amazing!) and then we go back to our company spot to play some family home evening games, that have a purpose, and after each game we explain the purpose of that. Oh, our company name was True and Faithful, and that was pretty sweet, but, you'll have to read on for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Tuesday, we have our Participant Morning Side thing, and then we go outside to meet the girls. Then, it's off to breakfast. Food is good, then we go to the institute building. We have our Session Director Morning Side, and then we go to classes. The classes are amazing. We had Brad Wilcox teaching a class there, that's right, be jealous. Well, so, that day is amazing. The dance that night was pretty sweet, and Bobby started teaching me a foot dance one of his kids had taught us previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we do fairly the same thing as Tuesday. And then, that night we have Game night and cheer off. We hadn't started our cheer till like 10-20 minutes before. While we worked on the cheer, Mary, Heather, Alexis, and Cami (I think that's it, sorry if I'm wrong)worked on our banner (which was flipping awesome). For our cheer, we did a spoof/parody of 'Don't Stop Believing' and that was pretty cool. We ended up winning the cheer off and banner competition because we're just that cool. Then comes pizza night, and that was flipping sweet. We had pizza, cookies, soda, candy, grapes (:D) and milk, and music playing, and us dancing (Me and Bobby perfecting our foot dance thingy). It was flipping cool. Then, Brother Low came in and had some milk, and we tried throwing grapes in his mouth. Then, as he was leaving he said, 'You guys have the number one party here' and that was cool because that means we won everything :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday might have been the best day there. So, it was the Sunday of EFY so we got to dress up in nice clothes, and I think that made everyone more serious. So, we get to the institute building and separate Young Men and Young Women, each going to different class thingy. The Young Men went into the east chapel, and we had a fireside devotional thingy. But, we took up most of the time planning and preparing for a surprise that we would put on the next day for the ladies. So, after the planning prep time, Sister Low gave us her fireside lesson thingy in the time that was left, and we went upstairs. We where taught by Sam, our BC. Then we had the Q/A panel come in, and that was very uplifting, they answered questions I didn't really know I had. So, after that is lunch, and then the variety show. Our group had two people in it, Mary and Emily (who both did flipping amazing, no lie) and then we had free time. After free time/dinner, we went back to the institute building for Musical Program (which was pretty nice) and then devotional. Brother Lows devotional was when I started getting teary. Then we practiced singing the medley, and I got even closer to being teary. Then Bobby and two other councilors went up and sang a really spiritually moving song, and my eyes started leaking. Then, we went to testimony meeting. I ended up starting off the testimony meeting (I'm not sure how I did it) and I started crying on my way up to the podium (oh, by the way, we had separated into companies, and we where with another company) and then, when I got up to the podium, I started bearing my testimony, and for the first part, I couldn't open my eyes, and was holding my head down, hoping that my voice wouldn't die (which it does when I get emotional, my throat starts contracting) and then, I finished, and went back down. The testimony meeting continued and my crying continued. I would guess at least 6 separate times I cried. Then, after the testimony meeting we walked back, and I started crying a little more. Then we separated (girls and boys) and went back to our dorms. At our devotional that night, Bobby had us bear our testimonies if we wanted too. All who hadn't gotten a chance bore their testimony. Almost every single boy cried that night in our dorm as we bore testimony to each other, we couldn't help our emotions as we felt the spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday comes, and it was also a good day. We had FTSOY (For the Strength of Youth) classes and those where very well done. Then, we had some lunch. It was a pretty good lunch. Then we went and did a service project of tying fleece blankets for the homeless shelter. Then, it was free time, and that was good. Then, we had our Dance, and that was pretty sweet. Me and Bobby showed our foot dance thingy to peoples, and taught some peoples, and Bobby taught me the turn step part. Then we went to our Taking it Home part. But, the video didn't work, so we didn't watch it. But, the boys launched our surprise. We sang 'My Duty To God' and then we said to the ladies (and I completely mean this as I quote it) "Ladies, thank you for having the courage to stand tall, we love you" and then we started applauding them (probably for around three minutes or so) as we got on one knee. We kept applauding and applauding, it was nice. Then, apparently the girls had a surprise of their own. After we sat down, the ladies stood up and recited the Young Womens theme. Then, they sang and a song explaining how God truly knows who they are, and they are all daughters of God. (Beautiful Daughters of God in my opinion) and after that, was sang the EFY theme. Tears started leaking in our group, and I almost did cry. Then, we sang the EFY medley and more tears came. I again almost cried. Then, as we where going outside for our final devotional, I started crying. Then, as we sang "God Be With You Till We Meet Again" I started chocking up, and I had trouble singing. Then, we had a short lesson from each councilor (each councilor is amazing, Bobby, Ashley, and Natalie, I love you guys) and each lesson was amazing, I cried in each one I think. Then, as everyone was crying, we hugged, and that was a nice time too... haha... then we went back to the dorms, crying, laughing, and talking. (I almost cried again typing about this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today we said our good byes and left, possibly to never see our EFY family again, and we where truly a family, and I loved them like one. On the way home from EFY I almost cried because I probably would never see them again, and I was really depressed and quiet. (I had tears almost falling out of my eyes here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was my freaking amazing EFY experiance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all those in my company, you truly made this week amazing for me, and I will never forget that. I love each and everyone of you, and I thank you for accepting me. I know that this is God's true church, and he is our loving father. I know that Jesus is my lord and savior, as well as my older brother. He sacrificed himself for me, and for you, so that we may receive eternal salvation. I am so grateful for this. I know Joseph Smith was the prophet of the restoration, and he brought the lords church back to this Earth. I know President Thomas S. Monson is the true prophet of God on this planet. He knows what is best for us, and we would do well to listen to him. I am so grateful for The Book of Mormon, and what it has done for me. Once again, I am so grateful from my EFY family, you truly made this the best week of my 15 years of life. I am sad that it is over. I know that Jesus lives and he will come again for us. I know he is the only way to eternal salvation and happiness, and I hope and pray that one day I may be worthy to possibly even come close to achieving that goal. I know that this church is true, and I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen. &lt;br /&gt;(almost cried again, I'm surprised I didn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my EFY family company people, I thank you, and I love each and every single one of you. I hope that life may give you all that you need, and, good bye, I hope that we may meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4838279800740402828?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4838279800740402828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/07/efy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4838279800740402828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4838279800740402828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/07/efy.html' title='EFY'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4718151589720063244</id><published>2010-06-26T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T16:05:48.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trek</title><content type='html'>So, I just got back from Trek. It was FREAKING AMAZING!!!!!! I LOVED IT! It was incredibly cool, and really spiritual. We had crazy up and down hills though :P, and crazy rocks :P. I think, personally, for me, the hardest time was the Woman's pull (where all the men leave to simulate the Mormon Battalion, and the girls pull their hand carts by themselves till a certain point) it wasn't hard physically for me though. It was hard mentally and emotionally. I'm not going to lie, I had trouble to keep tears from flowing. And then, watching the women struggle up that hill, it was all I could do to not go down and help. I had to turn away sometimes so I wouldn't go down. From that experience, my respect for women (which has always been fairly high) shot up like no other. I was so impressed, words can not describe it. Then we, the men, sang 'Come, Come Ye Saints'. It was a very spiritual moment for me, and, I could tell for almost, should be all, more than likely, men. Then, us men (we had taken our hats off as we sang) saluted the girls with our hats. That was a very touching moment for me. Then, we hiked through the worst part yet. Hills galore, rocks galore. Up and down, down and up. But, we made it, and I learned so much. I have gained such a respect the pioneers. We went 12 miles in two days, the pioneers went about 20 A day! I can not understand. &lt;br /&gt;I got pictures, so, I promise to show them to you when they are developed. So, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4718151589720063244?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4718151589720063244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/trek.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4718151589720063244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4718151589720063244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/trek.html' title='Trek'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7669180058661887097</id><published>2010-06-20T22:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:33:10.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickenz- A webcomic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, this is a webcomic I'm starting up. So, bear with me. It's mostly  hand drawn, so, forgive the crappiness. I have 4-5 episodes done, and,  I'll try and get them in order. So, tells me what you think, and yeah.&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-20/DpbznAhDhBtovfhzbFmoDtAnqfwmolugtkkzpyCoJgyFhunrImJrfkxBstqe/Chickenz_backstory.png.scaled1000.png'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-20/DpbznAhDhBtovfhzbFmoDtAnqfwmolugtkkzpyCoJgyFhunrImJrfkxBstqe/Chickenz_backstory.png.scaled500.png" width="500" height="707"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-20/nHAABzjCEHxxebGyyAsAkvHndHlktrkICyajfecqhseobgmEetCHkeFtqsgn/Chickenz_Intro.png.scaled1000.png'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-20/nHAABzjCEHxxebGyyAsAkvHndHlktrkICyajfecqhseobgmEetCHkeFtqsgn/Chickenz_Intro.png.scaled500.png" width="500" height="707"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-20/utaGyajyGAJpGpJfGfrEGlgqvpqFlDobHcbjBpirlqCrzbwJBtIvIojusjqq/Chickenz_begins.png.scaled1000.png'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-20/utaGyajyGAJpGpJfGfrEGlgqvpqFlDobHcbjBpirlqCrzbwJBtIvIojusjqq/Chickenz_begins.png.scaled500.png" width="500" height="707"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-20/IcmqnbvlnvBguotywwFbHEAGFdqcowiopEHsudracmliiFEnfqcvtnErhuGs/Chickenz_Hero.png.scaled1000.png'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-20/IcmqnbvlnvBguotywwFbHEAGFdqcowiopEHsudracmliiFEnfqcvtnErhuGs/Chickenz_Hero.png.scaled500.png" width="500" height="707"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://chickenz.posterous.com/chickenz-a-webcomic'&gt;See the full gallery on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://chickenz.posterous.com/chickenz-a-webcomic"&gt;Chickenz- A webcomic of the future possible distruction of our planet&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7669180058661887097?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7669180058661887097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/chickenz-webcomic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7669180058661887097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7669180058661887097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/chickenz-webcomic.html' title='Chickenz- A webcomic'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4920229484351318189</id><published>2010-06-12T22:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:39:17.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well then</title><content type='html'>I don&amp;#39;t know, I just felt I needed to do a blog post for some reason. So, as you can tell, I have changed the background of my blog. So, here&amp;#39;s a question: What do you think of it? So, if you will just scroll your page down like so, to the comment bar, click comment, fill all the info out, and you&amp;#39;re set! (As long as you comment answering my question). So, life&amp;#39;s going good, I guess.&lt;br&gt;  Summer Marching Band: Started last Monday, found out yesterday I actually can do it :D. So, I&amp;#39;m starting Monday. So, my good friend name Geoff Gentry told me that on Thursday, all the band members and instructors got together, and the instructors told the band mates to bring their friends, and if they couldn&amp;#39;t play an instrument that was in Marching Band, they&amp;#39;d teach them. So, this means I get to do it. So, then Geoff offered to let me borrow his Tenor Sax to learn, and to practice (which is what I will REALLY need to do) and that means, I get to be in Marching Band! :D So, moving on, there&amp;#39;s only one other Sax player, and that person is Kayla Allred (who is actually in my ward) so, I have kinda a big thing looming over me. I just hope that I don&amp;#39;t fail as bad as my imagination says. But, that&amp;#39;s usually the case. For some reason, I seem to imagine worse case scenarios, and then, when they don&amp;#39;t happen, I&amp;#39;m not to disappointed, but, that&amp;#39;s off subject. But, hey, is there really a subject right now? So, I guess that&amp;#39;s it. So, until next time my great friends of which luck played a huge role in supplying!&lt;br&gt; (Meaning, if you didn&amp;#39;t understand, which wouldn&amp;#39;t surprise me, that I am very lucky to have great friends like YOU!)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;When you have to take a leap of faith, remember- Do it feet first. There just might be some concrete at the bottom&amp;quot; -Gareth Torakson&lt;br&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4920229484351318189?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4920229484351318189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-then.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4920229484351318189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4920229484351318189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-then.html' title='Well then'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-6881629444298640112</id><published>2010-06-10T23:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:22:58.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Recital</title><content type='html'>As the title says, I had my piano recital today. I guess I did ok (even though everybody said I did great). People where telling me that I had one of the hardest songs, and I did one of the best. I don&amp;#39;t really care what they think, I just think I did ok. (Warning, my brain is half dead, so sorry if I don&amp;#39;t make sense). So, today was a long day. First day I didn&amp;#39;t hang out with a friend. I could have hung out with Mason, but, I would of have to have left in about 20 minutes, so, it really wasn&amp;#39;t worth it. Wow, my brain is loopy right now. Hahaha. So, yeah. Thinking of what could happen, what I could do, who I could be. I was reading Rachels blog, and decided to try to do the same goal as here. (direct quote from &lt;a href="http://purstiltski.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://purstiltski.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; Looking Backwards, looking forwards post) &amp;quot;I have to stop being so shy.  I have to start talking to people more.&amp;quot; For some of you that know me well, you may not think this applies to me, but, it truly does. I am pretty darn shy. I have the worst time with strangers, even people I kinda know. I hardly ever talk, until I really get to know you and become a good friend with you, then, it seems to me that I can&amp;#39;t stop talking. I guess I&amp;#39;ll expound on Rachel&amp;#39;s goal, and say, I want to work harder at being a better friend, and to make more friends. I know I all ready have great friends (whom of which I am not very deserving) but, I want to be a better friend in return, and expound my friendship circle even more.&lt;br&gt; Right now it is 11:20, so, I&amp;#39;m pretty loopy. Wow, I&amp;#39;m spinning my head in circles with my eyes close as I type, it&amp;#39;s kinda a weird. *Yawn* haha. Maybe this is a sign I need more sleep.... Nah, I think I&amp;#39;m good, for now. So, I guess that&amp;#39;s it. Comments are welcome, even if you just feel like saying something random. So, I guess, this is it, for now, and I&amp;#39;ll just post this... Maybe. DANG IT! I&amp;#39;s lost the game of loosing of which I lost while winning but, loosing and winning are neither here nor there in the long run, and all that matters is (no I&amp;#39;m not going to say &amp;#39;The climb&amp;#39;) but is finishing, and making it the whole way.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;When you have to take a leap of faith, remember- Do it feet first. There just might be some concrete at the bottom&amp;quot; -Gareth Torakson&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-6881629444298640112?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/6881629444298640112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/piano-recital.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6881629444298640112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6881629444298640112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/piano-recital.html' title='Piano Recital'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3130541308186969438</id><published>2010-06-08T11:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T11:40:23.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yada yada yada</title><content type='html'>So, I guess Summer is here, and it's going great. I have enjoyed myself thoroughly so far, and it has been enjoyable-go figure- So, something find is interesting... haha... So far (not counting today, and definitely not Sunday) I have spent time with Ryan every day. :D Speaking of Ryan... he's starting his blog up again... So, just clicked &lt;a href="http://shadewolfco.blogspot.com/"&gt;this little link&lt;/a&gt; and yousa will find yourself happiness. Maybe. So, on his new post, he brings up the idea of Andor Gillian. But, doesn't tell much about it, because he's a crazy...&lt;br /&gt; So, I'm figuring I should at least tell you a little:&lt;br /&gt;     Andor Gillian, the serialized web drama video show. Andor Gillian was the one to be given the marble. Now he must be the one to protect it.&lt;br /&gt;That's what it says on the facebook group. You can join or whatever if your interested. Just go to the search bar in the top left hand corner. Then type in 'Andor Gillian' press enter, should take you right there, and likify!&lt;br /&gt;So, days have been good, but, yeah. I guess that's 'bout it. I've decided not to wear my watch at all this summer, and get rid of the tan line it has made.&lt;br /&gt; Oh, I almost forgot Two things then:&lt;br /&gt;1) My good friend Jeremiah Pena has made a new blog, for his own personal self. &lt;a href="http://jeremiahpena.posterous.com/"&gt;Clickify Dis if you will&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Owl City: A band pretty much everyone has heard of. One that I like. Well, he has a blog, and I've been reading it, and might as well tell you of it. It seems personal to me, not like a business thing, but, just a be yourself thingy. I enjoy reading the posts (2 so far) and I think you will too. [If you like Owl City] so, &lt;a href="http://owlcityblog.com/"&gt;Cliky  Disy Linky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I'll end with a quote (I made it up, but, I didn't put my real name I guess, so, it's just my fake name thingy)&lt;br /&gt;"When you have to take a leap of faith, remember- Do it feet first. There just might be some concrete at the bottom" ;) -Gareth Torakson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That quote came from me at Marriachi, and that brings back good memories. Which brings me to one more thing The Game. I have lost the game, and if you know what the game is, so have you. If you do not know what the game is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://losethegame.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE NOW MY MINIONS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you will lose the game. You're probably saying to yourself 'If I'm going to lose, I don't want to click it' Well, you will always wonder what you are missing out on... Then one day you will click. Why not this day?&lt;br /&gt;So long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3130541308186969438?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3130541308186969438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/yada-yada-yada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3130541308186969438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3130541308186969438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/yada-yada-yada.html' title='Yada yada yada'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3985940152068481585</id><published>2010-06-06T23:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T23:15:07.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Periwinkle Starchaser</title><content type='html'>That is my new name. Yes, it is. I forgot my old one (Though I think it was this) and then a good friend of mine (Names will not be mentioned but Rachel) helped me remember. Then I saw Garrett Matthews, so, I figured that would help, so, therefore Periwinkle Starchaser aka Garrett M. is what I am known by. But I will answer to Periwinkle Starchaser...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3985940152068481585?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3985940152068481585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/periwinkle-starchaser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3985940152068481585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3985940152068481585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/periwinkle-starchaser.html' title='Periwinkle Starchaser'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-860243128097679432</id><published>2010-06-03T20:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:37:05.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon Day/ Last Day of School!</title><content type='html'>So.... yesterday was Lagoon Day, and I had a blast. I had never been on a roller coaster (I had only been to Lagoon 1 other time, and no other amusement parks) and, it was an... interesting experience. I enjoyed it though. I had a blast hanging out with great friends, Jorgen, Jordan, Bryan, Dallas, and Mason. I had bunches of fun. No bunches of bananas that would have prove odd, to say the least. I was surprised though, I didn't really get sunburned (I get sunburned &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Supper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; easy. No joke. So, I only got sunburned slightly on my face, and where my collar didn't cover my chest. Which is incredibly lucky for me. And none of them hurt... yet.... So, yeah, that was fun. I didn't really see Jarom, Ryan, or Jeremiah and their group. Or Hunter and his group... or Caden, Cody, or Jake. But, I met up with a friend I haven't seen since 6th grade, and, my, he's gotten tall. Man, I've missed my friends from 6th... Oh well, I enjoyed  6th grade, but, I won't explain why, that's for another time perhaps...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Also, today was the last day of school. My last day as a 9th grader. My last day at West Hills. I had a good time at West Hills, made some great friends, had awesome (and not so awesome) teachers. I enjoyed my stay there, and I will look back on those three years fondly. But, I'm excited to leave. I'm ready for Copper Hills, and I'm going to make Highschool the best time of my life! As I close, I have this one thing to say: GO GRIZZLIES!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-860243128097679432?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/860243128097679432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/lagoon-day-last-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/860243128097679432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/860243128097679432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/lagoon-day-last-day-of-school.html' title='Lagoon Day/ Last Day of School!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-64691147112271660</id><published>2010-06-01T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:45:47.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>9th Grade Award Assembly</title><content type='html'>Today was our 9th grade Award Assembly (As the title says). So, I got a medal of 'Nerditude'... hahaha, I was hyper in the assembly. So, I got a medal for Honors Geography, awarded for academic excellence and such, so yeah. I also got the presidential academic award, and they said 'It's &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; most prestigious award out there' what I want to know, is, if it's so prestigious, why where there so many of us? (For those of you who weren't there, there where at least 40 of us... probably more) And, so, to close, I say congratulations to all of you out there who where awarded something, most likely you deserved it, but, some of you... hahaha... jk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-64691147112271660?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/64691147112271660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/9th-grade-award-assembly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/64691147112271660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/64691147112271660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/06/9th-grade-award-assembly.html' title='9th Grade Award Assembly'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7853506600850643136</id><published>2010-05-31T14:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:33:27.497-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince of Persia: Sands of Time</title><content type='html'>So, I just got back from Prince of Persia: Sands of Time. It was a cool movie, but, some parts bugged me. The crazy stunts made me think of a video game (I know it's based off of one, but, it's a movie) and there was an excessive amount of slow motion. Once or twice is fine, but, about 15 times? That's a lot :P. Also, the ending. (I'm not planning on telling you, but, be warned, there might be a spoiler here)The ending reminded me of the worse ending for a book ever. And so and so woke up and found out the whole adventure was just a dream. &lt;br /&gt;*Spoiler*&lt;br /&gt;So, the ending the Prince (can't remember his name) goes back in time, and fixes all the problems, and he's the only one who knows what happens. That just kind of bugged me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7853506600850643136?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7853506600850643136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/05/prince-of-persia-sands-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7853506600850643136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7853506600850643136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/05/prince-of-persia-sands-of-time.html' title='Prince of Persia: Sands of Time'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5478255803555324558</id><published>2010-05-17T19:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:56:34.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings of Garrett</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted for a while. (The last one doesn't count... it was from my phone...) So... lets see...&lt;br /&gt; Region Dances have been going on, and they have been awesome. I loves them. Sadly, next one is in September... :P. Oh wells. &lt;br /&gt; 4th quarter-the time when your in Spring fever, and you don't do homework-the time when you get the most homework. This Wednesday is the busiest day ever. It's Shakespeare day for one, catapults are due for another, and it's a Morning side. Oh well... I've pretty much finished all that I need to do for that stuff...&lt;br /&gt; Then, in Geography we have a 100 point Culture Project due on the 27th, and it's SO STUPID! ERRGGG!! I really don't like Mr. Curtis all that much... &gt;.&lt; Oh well. I saw Ironman 2 on Friday for a birthday party. It was pretty cool. And I'm excited for the Thor movie they made an intro into. (Stay the whole credits, and there will be a movie intro thingy...) The only thing is, the hammer looks like rubber, which doesn't sound to promising. But, oh well.&lt;br /&gt; Music... I really have increased my music horizons and such thanks to pandora.com/ I like it a lot. According to the songs I chose, the music I like is the older rock band stuff, and 'tis true indeed though. I also have been liking more and more techno... Basshunter being the top of that list. &lt;br /&gt;Top 4 songs by Basshunter for me (in random order)&lt;br /&gt;1) DotA&lt;br /&gt;2) Now Your Gone&lt;br /&gt;3) I can walk on Water, I can fly&lt;br /&gt;4) Angel in the Night&lt;br /&gt;So, yepididepididepidoo. 'Tis the truth of all things according to Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;5=Everything=Fish=Pi=5&lt;br /&gt;5 doesn't equal Pi, and all the other ones that aren't followed by a =&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I was on the Copper Hills guys tennis team (GO GRIZZLIES!) and that was *loads* of fun. I LOVED it. But, it's over. Oh well. This Thursday we're having a team party! (May 20th) [Meaning today is the 17] and it's will be fun! So, hasta luego mi amigos y mi enimigos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5478255803555324558?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5478255803555324558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/05/happenings-of-garrett.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5478255803555324558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5478255803555324558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/05/happenings-of-garrett.html' title='Happenings of Garrett'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-1262600394812341574</id><published>2010-05-15T13:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:06:59.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Ironman 2)I saw  Ironman  2 last night. I liked it. It was pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-1262600394812341574?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1262600394812341574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/05/ironman-2i-saw-ironman-2-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1262600394812341574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1262600394812341574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/05/ironman-2i-saw-ironman-2-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5591708050719204783</id><published>2010-04-15T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:36:38.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crapamoli!</title><content type='html'>Where has the time gone? I have sucked at posting, therefore, nothing has been posted. I'm pretty excited though. Saturday is region dance. &lt;i&gt;And&lt;/i&gt; I'm turning 15 soon. But I won't tell you when because I don't like happy birthday wishes that much. So, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5591708050719204783?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5591708050719204783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/04/holy-crapamoli.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5591708050719204783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5591708050719204783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/04/holy-crapamoli.html' title='Holy Crapamoli!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-8137890730406324922</id><published>2010-03-23T19:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:05:37.161-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Everyone likes good music right? Well, Jeremiah Pena makes some really awesome music. go to &lt;a href="Jeremiah's Music"&gt;http://music.jeremiahpena.com/&lt;/a&gt; to listen to some very awesome music. You won't regret it. And, if you like the music (please just try and listen to it) share this with your friends. Please do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-8137890730406324922?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8137890730406324922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/03/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8137890730406324922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8137890730406324922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/03/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5554787433671441911</id><published>2010-03-13T16:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T16:59:10.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowzers</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't posted in a while, so I'll update you. On the one thing that has happened in my life. :) &lt;br /&gt;I am now a member of the Copper Hills Higschool Tennis team. Cool, I guess. Though I'm not very good. :P&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so, for some reason, at this moment, I am loving life. Why you ask? I say I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Jeremiah Pena, my friend :), has set up a new forum so be sure to join and have fun. Trust me, it's fun. I have made good friends through it, like Ryan Monson, Jarom Norris, Daniel 'Bob Smithums' etc. So, I suggest going there, joining and having fun! Well, I guess this is where I place the link, and then I leave. :) &lt;a href="http://jeremiahpena.com/site/forum/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; or if you want to click the direct link http://jeremiahpena.com/site/forum/ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5554787433671441911?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5554787433671441911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/03/wowzers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5554787433671441911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5554787433671441911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/03/wowzers.html' title='Wowzers'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7805815296054515039</id><published>2010-02-25T19:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:42:43.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Whistle*</title><content type='html'>My, how time flies. I haven't posted in a while. :P I need to change that. Well, yeah, I do. So, last Saturday, I had the region dance, and it was a lot of fun. I got to do the YMCA (Pronounced Yum-Ca) dance with my friends (same as at the no tardy party) and that was a lot of fun. I just wish it wasn't so hot. But, I guess it was because there was about 500 people crammed in there :). So, I guess that's life. Hows yours? Mines good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7805815296054515039?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7805815296054515039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/02/whistle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7805815296054515039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7805815296054515039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/02/whistle.html' title='*Whistle*'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-990901209114605789</id><published>2010-02-06T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T13:28:44.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KABOOM!</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly, there is very little to post about. Though, last Friday (Should have done it with other post, sorry) we had a no tardy party (Party for those who don't get any tardies in a quarter) and it was a dance. The first half was ok, but the second half was AWESOME! It climaxed at the YMCA dance we did, following my good friend's lead, (Geoffrey Gentry be his name, but he goes by Geoff) and it was A LOT of fun! So yeah, I guess that's all I have to post about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-990901209114605789?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/990901209114605789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/02/kaboom.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/990901209114605789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/990901209114605789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/02/kaboom.html' title='KABOOM!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-1393577509216590572</id><published>2010-01-30T14:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T14:57:33.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>So, last night, I saw Avatar with my friends, Ryan and Jarom, and it was pretty cool. There was some parts I didn't like, including the swearing, among other stuff, but, overall, I liked it. Also, my cousin was married on Thursday, so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-1393577509216590572?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1393577509216590572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/avatar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1393577509216590572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1393577509216590572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/avatar.html' title='Avatar'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7327637507017571880</id><published>2010-01-27T15:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T15:46:55.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>Ok, my dashboard says 100, but the side thingy say's 97. Whose right? I don't think we'll ever know. If you are bored and want to count each one by your self, go ahead, be my guess. I just don't want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7327637507017571880?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7327637507017571880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7327637507017571880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7327637507017571880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_27.html' title='???'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-61393733342036597</id><published>2010-01-26T15:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:52:53.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yep! I've done it! I've reached post 100! Although most of them will probably be about nothing because I have nothing to post about, still, it's pretty cool. I will continue to try to post more often, and try to talk 'bout something interesting. Maybe... So, have this idea for a book, I'll tell you de idea, and I hope you'll tell me what you think... Sound good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So, there's this kid how isn't that great of a student. A C student, you could say. But, there's really one thing he's good at, and it's fencing. He is short for his age (14/15) [about 5' 5"] but surprisingly muscular. He's odd, because he has slightly pointed ears, and a more pointed, not like sharp point, face. Life is boring, as usual, and one day he wakes up, in his bed, in a strange land, surrounded by trees, and a general gloomy forest atmosphere. There's a note on his bed that says something to the effect of: "You are the last one. The battle between light and dark is coming to a close, and it is up to you to prevent the loss of light. For if light is vanquished, then the world will be too." He goes through the world, finding people of that land, and befriending some, and eventually reaches the point where the fate of the world is in his hands, and only he can choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's an idea, yes, it will be fixed up, but that's a general idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-61393733342036597?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/61393733342036597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/100.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/61393733342036597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/61393733342036597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/100.html' title='100!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-290356464078544822</id><published>2010-01-14T18:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:34:14.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D and O`o</title><content type='html'>Smiley and a twilight (Epic Fail [Sorry to all ye twilight lovers out there]) of a Firefly. Yeah, ye guessed it, I bought Ocean Eyes (Owl City) off of amazon from the remaining (I think) money on my gift card for Amazon from Christmas '08. So, I guess I'm kinda lame and stupid (not kinda, really) 'cause I hardly have anything going on. I can't do shout outs of friends like Jarom 'cause all my friends are great (I'm sure his are too) but, unlike him, I can't choose, I think. Anyways, couple things/sayings to say.&lt;br /&gt;The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to be a procrastinator, I just never got around to it.&lt;br /&gt;Never be afraid to try something new, remember, amateurs built the arc. Professional's built the Titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't make them, I found them somewhere online. So, I guess that's it for now. But I'll try to post more often than not, maybe. Hopefully... So, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-290356464078544822?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/290356464078544822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-and-oo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/290356464078544822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/290356464078544822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-and-oo.html' title=':D and O`o'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7782051830273201750</id><published>2010-01-12T20:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:16:37.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?}:)?</title><content type='html'>There hasn't been much lately to post about. School semester is coming to a close, and that's all ways good, I guess. Also this Saturday, I have a region dance. Also, if you go ------&gt; you see GamemasterJt link? Good, go there. You can see a movie me and some friends (listed there) made on Saturday. I feel it was awesome. And the best part is.... I DIED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7782051830273201750?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7782051830273201750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7782051830273201750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7782051830273201750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='?}:)?'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-1805416187662384249</id><published>2010-01-09T08:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:53:09.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowsers</title><content type='html'>Apparently my life is pretty boring, 'cause I have nothing to post about. So I will try now. So, some of you know I got a midi keyboard for Christmas. Well, I'm almost positive it was my sister, but it broke. So, I got a new one yesterday, so everything's good. So yeah, happy day and all that junk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-1805416187662384249?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1805416187662384249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/wowsers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1805416187662384249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/1805416187662384249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/wowsers.html' title='Wowsers'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2356370611532026324</id><published>2010-01-01T14:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:03:19.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! You know my goal a while back? It failed. So, yeah. So, it's 2010 now, so, yeah, we hit the double digits. Pretty sweet, huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Region dance last night was pretty awesome. I enjoyed myself fully. I had a really great time, and y'all who weren't there, who could've been, you are CRASY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2356370611532026324?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2356370611532026324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2356370611532026324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2356370611532026324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3565892960463161245</id><published>2009-12-28T22:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:54:50.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas, It's come and gone, and I missed it.</title><content type='html'>The title says it all. So, I humbly beg your apologies, and hope you may find it in your (small }:) ) hearts to forgive me. So, I had a pretty good Christmas. So, what, do you expect me to list stuff I got. Why? Ok, ok, you don't have to use a knife, where good... right?&lt;br /&gt;Some Wii games.&lt;br /&gt;A 4 gb Mp3 (3gb higher!)&lt;br /&gt;MusicCreator5&lt;br /&gt;A Korg nanoKey midi keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;Slippers&lt;br /&gt;Magic the Gathering cards&lt;br /&gt;Slipper socks&lt;br /&gt;Candy&lt;br /&gt;A tie rack&lt;br /&gt;And some other stuff, I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW&lt;br /&gt;I'm REALLY excited for Thursday. But not necessarily because it's New Years Eve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess that's me in a moment. Now, stay tune for your local boringness. Goodbye and goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3565892960463161245?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3565892960463161245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-its-come-and-gone-and-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3565892960463161245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3565892960463161245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-its-come-and-gone-and-i.html' title='Christmas, It&apos;s come and gone, and I missed it.'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7992419872653714310</id><published>2009-12-23T07:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T07:51:21.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>CHRISTMAS IS COMING!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe I haven't done a post about this yet! Winter Break started yesterday/today. I'm so happy that I don't have to go to school for the rest of the year. BTW, I took an IQ at &lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net"&gt;Free IQ Test&lt;/a&gt; and I was surprised by my score of 138. No, I wasn't expecting it to be higher. I was expecting lower you dolt. So, yeah, I guess I've just been really bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7992419872653714310?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7992419872653714310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7992419872653714310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7992419872653714310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-6664431127358444929</id><published>2009-12-04T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T18:35:38.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>I finally got pictures of Canada up! They are down there *points down* at the bottom of the page. The splatty one is my new rooms wall. At least one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-6664431127358444929?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/6664431127358444929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/12/pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6664431127358444929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6664431127358444929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/12/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4485120092175622322</id><published>2009-11-28T22:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:49:14.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>Where has the time gone? I have done a real post forever! So, some quick stuff. I found this from my friend Jarom. &lt;a href="http://chickensmoothie.com/"&gt;Chicken Smoothie&lt;/a&gt;, it's completely free, and you get to adopt virtual pets. &lt;a href="http://foopets.com/"&gt;Foo Pets&lt;/a&gt;, it was an add on Chicken Smoothie. And &lt;a href="http://dragonadopters.com/"&gt;Dragon Adopters&lt;/a&gt;, you get to adopt dragons. Make sure to click the egg on the right! On Chicken Smoothie, I'm Garth, and Foo Pets Garthen, and Dragon Adopters Gareth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4485120092175622322?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4485120092175622322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4485120092175622322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4485120092175622322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3077375054171571016</id><published>2009-11-26T17:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:49:45.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomocity</title><content type='html'>This is really random, but I'm just proving a point to Jeremiah. This was mine and Jeremiahs first conversation on Gmail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M Jeremiah: are you garret?&lt;br /&gt;5:37 PM hi!&lt;br /&gt;  hello&lt;br /&gt;  takl&lt;br /&gt;  ekfiae&lt;br /&gt;  fae&lt;br /&gt;  sg&lt;br /&gt;  es&lt;br /&gt;  g&lt;br /&gt;  dersg&lt;br /&gt;  dr&lt;br /&gt;  gdr&lt;br /&gt;  g&lt;br /&gt;  drg&lt;br /&gt;  drg&lt;br /&gt;  d&lt;br /&gt;  g&lt;br /&gt;  dr&lt;br /&gt;  grdklgtkyjh&lt;br /&gt;  lekty&lt;br /&gt;  jklnmb&lt;br /&gt;  lsg;hjr&lt;br /&gt;  ,kghs,mrlghjmsr&lt;br /&gt;  rlh&lt;br /&gt;  gj,ms&lt;br /&gt;  rlhg,mjslr&lt;br /&gt;  ghj,&lt;br /&gt;  srmlg/,h&lt;br /&gt;  slrj&lt;br /&gt;  gm,hjsm&lt;br /&gt;  lr,gh&lt;br /&gt;  jslmr,&lt;br /&gt;  glhj&lt;br /&gt;  s,mr&lt;br /&gt;  lgh,&lt;br /&gt;  msrl,&lt;br /&gt;  ghj&lt;br /&gt;  sm,rglh&lt;br /&gt;  r,jgmhlmjs,ghlrj&lt;br /&gt;  mw.lh,jm&lt;br /&gt;  lh&lt;br /&gt;  eg,mj&lt;br /&gt;  wgelh&lt;br /&gt; me: hi&lt;br /&gt; Jeremiah: ,mjlgh,mjgh,m&lt;br /&gt;  hi&lt;br /&gt;  mason and I doing broadcast&lt;br /&gt;5:38 PM garrett.matthews@comcast.net&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  sorry&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt; me: Ryan showed me your movies, the news ones, there awsome&lt;br /&gt; Jeremiah: http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt; me: your making no sense&lt;br /&gt; Jeremiah: go here: http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;5:39 PM hurry!&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;5:40 PM http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt;  http://www.ustream.tv/channel/jcoaster2008&lt;br /&gt; me: I'm there!&lt;br /&gt;  hello, yes I'm garrett&lt;br /&gt;  Hi mason&lt;br /&gt;5:41 PM Jeremiah: You can type in the chatbox in the live thing. It makes it easier&lt;br /&gt; me: Hi Mason Snabutypotynschnaburger&lt;br /&gt;  Have you finished your homework&lt;br /&gt;  yes I am&lt;br /&gt;  sorry&lt;br /&gt;  I am sorry&lt;br /&gt;  I'm not good at spelling&lt;br /&gt;  Hi ryan&lt;br /&gt;  You are weird&lt;br /&gt;  Hi&lt;br /&gt;5:42 PM No, Mason is, not jeremiah&lt;br /&gt;  I'm weirder than Jeremiah, Mason can vouch for that&lt;br /&gt;  no it's not weird&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  nop&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no'&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  nope&lt;br /&gt;  see I'm weird&lt;br /&gt;  I now&lt;br /&gt;5:43 PM I know, i like my way&lt;br /&gt;  hah&lt;br /&gt;  hah&lt;br /&gt;  hah&lt;br /&gt;  ha&lt;br /&gt;  ha&lt;br /&gt;  ha&lt;br /&gt;  ha&lt;br /&gt;  ha&lt;br /&gt;  ha&lt;br /&gt;  ah&lt;br /&gt;  ah&lt;br /&gt;  ha&lt;br /&gt;  ha&lt;br /&gt; 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 no&lt;br /&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;  no podcast&lt;br /&gt;  no, don't hurt my ears&lt;br /&gt;5:48 PM ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;  laughing hystericlly&lt;br /&gt;  keep it up ryan&lt;br /&gt;  don't do it&lt;br /&gt;  don't do it&lt;br /&gt;  Mason, you did what with who for how many jellybeans&lt;br /&gt;5:49 PM aren't they the same thing&lt;br /&gt;  what&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, that was the perfect noise&lt;br /&gt;  It helps me go tosleep&lt;br /&gt;  Feedback link?&lt;br /&gt;5:50 PM no random thinng&lt;br /&gt;5:51 PM weird, I can't hear anything&lt;br /&gt;  jeremiah, is there no end to your normalness&lt;br /&gt;5:52 PM Stop whatever your doing&lt;br /&gt;  no du du du dunt du dun&lt;br /&gt;  what, mason stop making yourself look like a fool&lt;br /&gt;5:53 PM jellybeans are desgusting&lt;br /&gt;  kind&lt;br /&gt;  No i'm not&lt;br /&gt; 27 minutes&lt;br /&gt;6:21 PM me: It's over yes yes yes&lt;br /&gt;6:22 PM Jeremiah: go back on&lt;br /&gt; me: I am, no it's back on&lt;br /&gt;  monkey and cheese&lt;br /&gt;6:24 PM it's over&lt;br /&gt;  Yes&lt;br /&gt;  yes&lt;br /&gt;  yes&lt;br /&gt;  yes&lt;br /&gt;  yes&lt;br /&gt; 11 minutes&lt;br /&gt;6:36 PM me: Chris De Burgh&lt;br /&gt;  dfsajkafds&lt;br /&gt;  djsak;jkl;dsak&lt;br /&gt;  ajdsfajkl;&lt;br /&gt;  dsakljdsakl&lt;br /&gt;  sadkjlljkdsakl&lt;br /&gt; Jeremiah: yo&lt;br /&gt; me: whats up&lt;br /&gt; Jeremiah: grandma&lt;br /&gt; me: grandmas up&lt;br /&gt; Jeremiah: si el weirdo&lt;br /&gt; me: no, tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;6:37 PM Jeremiah: asdrsfjihfgdsyhgtfuoidhgfuiheugfieayhurigthfeuirgthuierghujerdghuiheruighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh============================================================================================================================================================&lt;br /&gt; me: tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;  tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;  tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;  tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;  'tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;  tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;  tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;  tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;  tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt;  tu muy loca&lt;br /&gt; 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 thats why you have limited brain capacity&lt;br /&gt;  Bye&lt;br /&gt;  Why&lt;br /&gt;  But I don't like you singing&lt;br /&gt;6:41 PM Consider me gone&lt;br /&gt;  I'm making a movie&lt;br /&gt;  spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;6:42 PM You scare me&lt;br /&gt;  My mom isn't home&lt;br /&gt; Jeremiah: i killed it&lt;br /&gt; me: it? My mom is on a date with my dad wathcing Lord of the Dance&lt;br /&gt;6:43 PM Jeremiah: where are you right this second?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;  and the bathtub is NOT a valid answer&lt;br /&gt; 9 minutes&lt;br /&gt;6:53 PM me: I was eating dinner, now I'm on my laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! We never had a normal conversation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3077375054171571016?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3077375054171571016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/11/randomocity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3077375054171571016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3077375054171571016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/11/randomocity.html' title='Randomocity'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2631079755574205490</id><published>2009-11-17T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:38:44.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Quiz from QuizYourFriends.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1ODUwNDQyMTEzMSZwdD*xMjU4NTA*NzE4ODk*JnA9MjA*NDMxJmQ9UVlGJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*2Yjg5Mjc1M2QzOWU*OTI5ODMwYjNmYTRmNjEzMTNkOCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt; 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&lt;a href='http://www.quizyourfriends.com' target='_blank'&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.quizyourfriends.com/take-quiz.php?id=0911171924194181&amp;a=2' target='_blank'&gt;Take This Quiz&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.quizyourfriends.com/quiz-scoreboard.php?id=0911171924194181&amp;' target='_blank'&gt;View  Scoreboard&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2631079755574205490?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2631079755574205490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-quiz-from-quizyourfriendscom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2631079755574205490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2631079755574205490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-quiz-from-quizyourfriendscom.html' title='My Quiz from QuizYourFriends.com'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7054758795258950367</id><published>2009-10-26T15:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T15:45:29.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, I had the great pleasure to go to the Region Dance. The region dance is a LDS thing, so, if you confused, and not LDS, that might be why. So, any ways, the Region Dance is where a bunch of stakes from a certain city(also a LDS thing) get together and have a dance. You must be 14-18 and have a dance card. I think they are awesome. At the dance, I got the pleasure to meet Jarom Norris &lt;a href="http://gamermasterjt.blogspot.com/"&gt;GamermasterJT&lt;/a&gt;, and Mister Tery (Doesn't like his real name on the internet, sorry.) so yeah, that was my weekend, it was a whole lot of fun. I think I enjoyed it better than the one at youth conference. So, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS!!!!! My blog's been up for a year and 7 days! WOW! Where does the time go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7054758795258950367?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7054758795258950367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/10/dancing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7054758795258950367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7054758795258950367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/10/dancing.html' title='Dancing'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5113256873551965296</id><published>2009-10-22T17:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T17:44:49.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowsers!</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a while. According to Jarom. So, any ways, reality town was pretty awesome. I survived with 1500 in savings, I know, awesome. Only with two jobs though. So, anyways, in geography, where doing "Create a Country" presenting today and tomorrow. I didn't present today, (Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) so, I'm presenting tomorrow. My country's called Veni, Vidi, Vici. Or, translated from latin, I came, I saw, I conquered. Pretty sweet huh? So, anyways, many of you know of Jaroms song called Veni, Vidi, Vici, and thanks to him, it's my national anthem. It may not be the best suited, but it's still awesome. So, yeah, thats life for me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5113256873551965296?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5113256873551965296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/10/wowsers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5113256873551965296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5113256873551965296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/10/wowsers.html' title='Wowsers!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4737540606649158435</id><published>2009-10-10T13:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:54:27.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomnize</title><content type='html'>That's my new blog. It's been up for a few days, but forgot to post about it. Sorry. &lt;a href="http://randomnizze.blogspot.com/"&gt;Randomnize&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4737540606649158435?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4737540606649158435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/10/randomnize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4737540606649158435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4737540606649158435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/10/randomnize.html' title='Randomnize'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-8268025440203708632</id><published>2009-10-08T17:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T17:34:07.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Town</title><content type='html'>Reality Town, the 9th grade glimpse into the future. So, yesterday, we got our jobs and how where doing in life. My life stinks. The good part, I got the job I wanted, a Writer, but, that's about all the good is, except, two children, 8&amp;3 year old daughters, if I had a son, that would be great, but I'm good. So anyways, I'm single. Yes, single. I blame my friend Luke Kandaris for this, 'cause he's a doctor. But, I have no idea what happened. If I was making a lot of money, this wouldn't be so stressful, but, I'm making 2,866 a month. That's right, a month. That's not that much. Now, that's including 400 I get from the state for child care and the taxes. With taxes, I get 31,000 a year, not counting the 400. It's not exactly 3,100, but, close enough. So, yeah, I'm in a huge hole. My plan, join army (get paid), get second job (get paid) get economical clothing, thrifty food, apartment, and buss pass. No, I'm not asking for sympathy, I want you to tell me if your doing reality town, and if so, what's your job etc. So, See ya latter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-8268025440203708632?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8268025440203708632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/10/reality-town.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8268025440203708632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8268025440203708632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/10/reality-town.html' title='Reality Town'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-960662030317695432</id><published>2009-09-30T16:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:50:17.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Drawings</title><content type='html'>These are some drawings by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPf1ASZN-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/ToU-IYpKO7Q/s1600-h/Dragon+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPf1ASZN-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/ToU-IYpKO7Q/s320/Dragon+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387395680968456162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shat's, Shark Cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPfvgAP1_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/My86YIuP9Vg/s1600-h/Dragon+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPfvgAP1_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/My86YIuP9Vg/s320/Dragon+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387395586403063794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squirtle head on pickachu body, pickachu head on squirtle body, and man with hawk head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPfmegQWDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Br-Z3kerBO4/s1600-h/Dragon+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPfmegQWDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Br-Z3kerBO4/s320/Dragon+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387395431381620786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephant head on dolphin body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPfXXVurMI/AAAAAAAAAHg/05pubWmbNvs/s1600-h/Dragon+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPfXXVurMI/AAAAAAAAAHg/05pubWmbNvs/s320/Dragon+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387395171760385218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lion head on dolphin body, rhino head on dolphin body.&lt;br /&gt;The previous pictures where requested by friends at lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPfHTZkQsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/mATn_SEUERw/s1600-h/Dragon+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPfHTZkQsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/mATn_SEUERw/s320/Dragon+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387394895824831170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have random requests, I'll try my best to draw them. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-960662030317695432?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/960662030317695432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-drawings.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/960662030317695432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/960662030317695432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-drawings.html' title='Random Drawings'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SsPf1ASZN-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/ToU-IYpKO7Q/s72-c/Dragon+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4166122109935164698</id><published>2009-09-30T16:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:28:19.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUR DAY WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hip hip hooray! Know school for four days! Life is just full of simple joys, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4166122109935164698?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4166122109935164698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/four-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4166122109935164698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4166122109935164698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/four-day-weekend.html' title='FOUR DAY WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4058252403736459785</id><published>2009-09-29T17:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:12:08.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>Life has been boring hasn't it. I'm sorry about lack of posts,there is just nothing to post about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4058252403736459785?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4058252403736459785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4058252403736459785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4058252403736459785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-687729920312289096</id><published>2009-09-24T19:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:08:51.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SrwYFEbe22I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mTZbj_vZGc4/s1600-h/Dragon+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SrwYFEbe22I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mTZbj_vZGc4/s320/Dragon+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385205729795693410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SrwX5i4w4uI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0Vqt-Ij0GIw/s1600-h/Dragon+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SrwX5i4w4uI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0Vqt-Ij0GIw/s320/Dragon+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385205531813143266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my latest two pictures, also on the side. But bigger here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-687729920312289096?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/687729920312289096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/687729920312289096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/687729920312289096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/SrwYFEbe22I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mTZbj_vZGc4/s72-c/Dragon+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2860102578426441141</id><published>2009-09-23T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:56:42.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Morningside</title><content type='html'>I had a morning side today, it was amazing. Can't really put it into words. It was by the Copper Hills principle, Cornwall, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2860102578426441141?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2860102578426441141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/morningside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2860102578426441141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2860102578426441141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/morningside.html' title='Morningside'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5924723903292593166</id><published>2009-09-11T16:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:51:52.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf Land</title><content type='html'>I got one paragraph today, but it was a fairly good sized paragraph, and it was a great thing, the only thing is, I don't know how to get it to make sense from here to what I want it to be. Oh well, I'll think of something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5924723903292593166?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5924723903292593166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/wolf-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5924723903292593166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5924723903292593166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/wolf-land.html' title='Wolf Land'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2014727367102489179</id><published>2009-09-10T17:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:49:31.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool School of the Week</title><content type='html'>Last week my school was Cool School of the Week. Here's a clip of my friend Christan Fabiano. He's amazing isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;embed type='application/x-shockwave-flash' salign='l' flashvars='&amp;amp;titleAvailable=true&amp;amp;playerAvailable=true&amp;amp;searchAvailable=false&amp;amp;shareFlag=N&amp;amp;singleURL=http://kstu.vidcms.trb.com/alfresco/service/edge/content/4a8082ab-5d4d-41c8-84e2-59a337f2b77f&amp;amp;propName=kstu.com&amp;amp;hostURL=http://www.fox13now.com&amp;amp;swfPath=http://kstu.vid.trb.com/player/&amp;amp;omAccount=triblocaltvglobal&amp;amp;omnitureServer=fox13now.com' allowscriptaccess='always' allowfullscreen='true' menu='true' name='PaperVideoTest' bgcolor='#ffffff' devicefont='false' wmode='transparent' scale='showall' loop='true' play='true' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' quality='high' src='http://kstu.vid.trb.com/player/PaperVideoTest.swf' align='middle' height='450' width='300'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2014727367102489179?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2014727367102489179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/cool-school-of-week.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2014727367102489179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2014727367102489179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/cool-school-of-week.html' title='Cool School of the Week'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2515549264585607540</id><published>2009-09-10T16:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:41:08.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smarties</title><content type='html'>You ever realize how delicious smarties are? I love them! Don't worry, I don't smoke them though. I don't particularly like Canadian smarties though. They're this weird tasting chocolate and *shudder*.&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways, now that that weird stuff is out, let's move on. So, I added some more to Wolf Land, not much thought, yet. I'm hoping to get to, hmm... Chapter 10 by the end of the year. Is that possible? I am only just in Chapter 2, I'll need to work faster, maybe two paragraphs a day? Will that work? I better start getting more ideas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2515549264585607540?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2515549264585607540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/smarties.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2515549264585607540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2515549264585607540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/smarties.html' title='Smarties'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4317015227938939502</id><published>2009-09-09T16:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:10:03.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bone Warriors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShgjCRgOsFU/Sh1YMituyDI/AAAAAAAADvg/cA4sJv9V7oo/s400/BoneWarriors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 385px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShgjCRgOsFU/Sh1YMituyDI/AAAAAAAADvg/cA4sJv9V7oo/s400/BoneWarriors.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book I just read. It was a great book. Sounds boring doesn't it? Well, let me tell you why it's a great read.&lt;br /&gt;1. Great story line. The story is so tangled and intricate, that you learn not to expect anything, but just read. Derrik and his friend Tweaks live in a village near a forbidden forest. Their families are taken to be used by an evil necromancer to but the dead bones together. Derrick and Tweaks go out to save their families. They are joined by an unlikely alley named Ssaka.&lt;br /&gt;2. Great read. The book just draws you into the world. The details are amazing, and they give everything a look. You can literally be stuck in the book, reading because you can't stop, and seeing everything that's happening.&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on more stuff, but I pretty much explained it all. I highly encourage you all to read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bone Warriors&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was the tenth day of school. School is starting to get boring. But, highlight of today was finding  out about Reality Town. Reality Town is a nationwide program aimed to ninth graders to help them prepare for life after school. I'm really excited for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much to talk about, so, until next time, ado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4317015227938939502?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4317015227938939502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/bone-warriors.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4317015227938939502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4317015227938939502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/09/bone-warriors.html' title='Bone Warriors'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShgjCRgOsFU/Sh1YMituyDI/AAAAAAAADvg/cA4sJv9V7oo/s72-c/BoneWarriors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-6084560162016462437</id><published>2009-08-29T16:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:06:46.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oopsey daisy.</title><content type='html'>The title says it all. Sorry for lack of postage. So, last week.... I went to my Grandparents house, stayed for two days. On Thursday we went falconing, and fishing, but didn't catch anything. Friday, went fishing, caught a little bit. Hows much is a little bit you ask? Some where around fifty fish is all. Then we came home, and worked on my pen for my falcon, next year. Tell you about that later. Then, Saturday, went to Cherry Hill for a family reunion. It was fun. Then, Sunday, had the temple dedication, and it was indescribable. So, Wednesday, I started school. Farewell summer and all that. Actually, I was excited for school, but I HATE, I LOATH disclousurs. So, news flash, Escapse is now called Wolf Land, it might change, it might not, who knows, but, as always, working title. See ya' latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-6084560162016462437?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/6084560162016462437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/oopsey-daisy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6084560162016462437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6084560162016462437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/oopsey-daisy.html' title='Oopsey daisy.'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4393419393875542141</id><published>2009-08-11T14:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:32:51.939-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Braces</title><content type='html'>In case any of you where confused, I only have braces on my top teeth, next month, around Sep. 8, I get my bottoms one put on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4393419393875542141?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4393419393875542141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/braces_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4393419393875542141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4393419393875542141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/braces_11.html' title='Braces'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7650142238608373869</id><published>2009-08-10T12:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:59:17.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Braces</title><content type='html'>Blah! I got braces today. Their very uncomfortable. Carry on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7650142238608373869?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7650142238608373869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/braces.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7650142238608373869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7650142238608373869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/braces.html' title='Braces'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-8301802669475838322</id><published>2009-08-07T08:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:42:34.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new</title><content type='html'>There's nothing new. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-8301802669475838322?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8301802669475838322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8301802669475838322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/8301802669475838322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing new'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-4649541649451377369</id><published>2009-08-05T18:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:10:04.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!</title><content type='html'>Sorry about not posting, just didn't feel like it. SO, I had scout camp last week, fun. Engineering camp the week, fun. Finished last book in the Percy Jackson series, loved it, just needed a better ending. So, thats it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-4649541649451377369?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4649541649451377369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/oops.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4649541649451377369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/4649541649451377369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/08/oops.html' title='Oops!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5807431282933286968</id><published>2009-07-22T12:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T12:30:24.127-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have a great day'/><title type='text'>Scrapes</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I feel off my bike and got my elbows banged up. It really hurt. Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5807431282933286968?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5807431282933286968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/scrapes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5807431282933286968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5807431282933286968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/scrapes.html' title='Scrapes'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-5734442555540192212</id><published>2009-07-21T11:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:31:40.078-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>There&amp;#39;s nothing to do. Sorry for my lack of interestingness. So, have a great day.      &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/nothing-317"&gt;garrettthedragon's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-5734442555540192212?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5734442555540192212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing_21.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5734442555540192212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/5734442555540192212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing_21.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2916710818621775417</id><published>2009-07-20T08:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:07:42.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Okey Dokey</title><content type='html'>So, as most of you know, Dark Troubles is going to be a movie! What?!?! Dark Troubles is going to be a movie? Why didn&amp;#39;t I know?! You say? *Sigh* While, you know now, don&amp;#39;t you? So, anyways, the script is coming along fine. Where doing pretty good, and almost finished. Dark Troubles 2 is also going well, but, it&amp;#39;s not finished yet. Anyways, that is it, Have A Great DAY!      &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/okey-dokey"&gt;garrettthedragon's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2916710818621775417?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2916710818621775417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/okey-dokey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2916710818621775417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2916710818621775417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/okey-dokey.html' title='Okey Dokey'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7238613862012021184</id><published>2009-07-18T20:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:29:12.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m back! Did you miss me? Oh well, doesn&amp;#39;t matter. So, I&amp;#39;m here to explain all about my trip to Canada, what we did, and what we saw. So, here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around six. Got in the car at 6:30, and drove to Bingham City. Got out at the rest stop, had breakfast, and began our caravan with my family. Drove into Idaho, and then Montana, and arrived at our hotel in Helena, had dinner, and went to bed. That day we saw a lot of birds, bugs, and a Bald Eagle.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Day Two: &lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast at the hotel. Left about 8:00. Waited in line at the border crossing for about half an hour. Got in Canada. Split up, my family went to Coaldale to go to the Bird of Prey Sanctuary, which I was kinda bored at. Then we went to Lethbridge, and did some grocery shopping. We then went to Waterton National Peace Park, and got situated into our hotel. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Day Three:&lt;br /&gt;Went to Church, saw some deer. After Church we went back to our hotel, and had some lunch. Then we went to Cameron Falls, which was pretty cool. Then we had games. (Where I cut my right middle finger pretty badly.) Then we had dinner. That night, the teens played capture the flag, which was really fun. I almost won for my team, I made it really close to the border.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Day Four:&lt;br /&gt;It rained! We did volunteer work pulling weeds. I got a blister doing that. We where going to go to Red Rock Canyon, but, it rained. So, my family went swimming at our hotel area. Then we had a silent auction, dinner, and a Kids Carnival, where I helped with the ring toss. Because of the rain, we watched Kung Fu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Day Five:&lt;br /&gt;Rained again. On Tuesday, we went to Cardston Temple to do baptisms for the dead. The first person that I was confirmed for was Johan Strauss. From what I understand, it was THE Johan Strauss, the musician. Then, that night for the teen thing, we played games, which I had a great time at.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Day Six:&lt;br /&gt;Went Horse Back Riding, which was fun. Then went to Cameron Lake, and went on a row boat, which was fun. That night we went on the International, a boat that crosses the border. We saw a Bald Eagle doing that. Then, that night, we played fugitive, which was REALLY fun. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Day Seven: &lt;br /&gt;Went to Red Rock Canyon. Saw a colony of little green spiders, which was cool. Then, on the way back, we saw a Grizzly Bear on the way back. In the parking lot there, we saw a mountain goat. Then, we left for Utah. Got to our hotel in Montana around 9.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: &lt;br /&gt;Got back! Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that&amp;#39;s my trip. I promise I will have pictures later, I don&amp;#39;t have them ready now. So, that&amp;#39;s it. Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;The Dragons flame consumes all.      &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/im-back-48"&gt;garrettthedragon's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7238613862012021184?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7238613862012021184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7238613862012021184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7238613862012021184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-back.html' title='I&amp;#39;m Back!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2980187206666443561</id><published>2009-07-08T08:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:27:31.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry about no post yesterday. I had a busy day. I&amp;#39;m leaving Friday! That close already, wow, well, have a great day!      &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/sorry-206"&gt;garrettthedragon's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2980187206666443561?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2980187206666443561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2980187206666443561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2980187206666443561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry_08.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-2737008365187812128</id><published>2009-07-06T08:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:23:04.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Posterous | Re: My First Blog Post</title><content type='html'>Here are my songs I have made with LMMS, tell me what you think please! Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/m2HuMEkcOvwAAbzUDkRqB4aE57IjH3uM2Li23Uebe9k8T0nqCd1I7mGJSmN1/Drums_of_War.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;Download now or &lt;a href='http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;listen on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/m2HuMEkcOvwAAbzUDkRqB4aE57IjH3uM2Li23Uebe9k8T0nqCd1I7mGJSmN1/Drums_of_War.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;Drums of War.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(911 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/mJoGHwGC48EQhDZTPsXTtr41FsELX7qEra8V4ipFYu7t6NU1uEiMrTjDdoYt/Eighth_Song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;Download now or &lt;a href='http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;listen on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/mJoGHwGC48EQhDZTPsXTtr41FsELX7qEra8V4ipFYu7t6NU1uEiMrTjDdoYt/Eighth_Song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;Eighth Song.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(2331 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/7mc4d5stHgytNUpL38KXg8puQX6zJUI2l6mRFVkjEthUo2jL6S3G3cj6Zq3t/fifth_song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;Download now or &lt;a href='http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;listen on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/7mc4d5stHgytNUpL38KXg8puQX6zJUI2l6mRFVkjEthUo2jL6S3G3cj6Zq3t/fifth_song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;fifth song.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(1688 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/8bUDF6XzsYWxgFi223N4B6MvgRmcTSvhgTBw8igrJwaD7gDe2ez1ijRzCrb9/Fourth_song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;Download now or &lt;a href='http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;listen on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/8bUDF6XzsYWxgFi223N4B6MvgRmcTSvhgTBw8igrJwaD7gDe2ez1ijRzCrb9/Fourth_song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;Fourth song.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(1741 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/qXpdqYabj7y0zuPiylMHxWRIPcKcdTjz4WG8Ms7iRT4sp1eELw3SRbUjQMdM/Rescue.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;Download now or &lt;a href='http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;listen on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/qXpdqYabj7y0zuPiylMHxWRIPcKcdTjz4WG8Ms7iRT4sp1eELw3SRbUjQMdM/Rescue.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;Rescue.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(3000 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/U1yuSWqCYcGEg8uu1Z1k1Yzn11ECOYsjLyt40ztCGqtrB2Prj7Vb3YzAIVOo/Second_Song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;Download now or &lt;a href='http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;listen on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/U1yuSWqCYcGEg8uu1Z1k1Yzn11ECOYsjLyt40ztCGqtrB2Prj7Vb3YzAIVOo/Second_Song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;Second Song.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(1206 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/LDeDhixMPyktmFjsMJmO8deyIdEvfvdBCTOVzZRIamaoINJco2BRFbo4Movl/Seventh_Song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;Download now or &lt;a href='http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;listen on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/LDeDhixMPyktmFjsMJmO8deyIdEvfvdBCTOVzZRIamaoINJco2BRFbo4Movl/Seventh_Song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;Seventh Song.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(2223 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/oIpEAeaXRfTlSF3fG6MzT3jAMTQzrzDf4nxz4mrSSqAPxFW9mPmitiYzNP5e/Ninth_Song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;Download now or &lt;a href='http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;listen on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/oIpEAeaXRfTlSF3fG6MzT3jAMTQzrzDf4nxz4mrSSqAPxFW9mPmitiYzNP5e/Ninth_Song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;Ninth Song.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(1286 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/kc62ukyH7IQOvotpH3tagRSkYYWJN6Hw0JL9uXJaUFHDwsEqiEKGCEBLeNq5/third_song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;Download now or &lt;a href='http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;listen on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/garrettthedragon/kc62ukyH7IQOvotpH3tagRSkYYWJN6Hw0JL9uXJaUFHDwsEqiEKGCEBLeNq5/third_song.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;third song.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(1366 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://garrettthedragon.posterous.com/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post-61"&gt;garrettthedragon's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-2737008365187812128?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2737008365187812128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2737008365187812128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/2737008365187812128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/posterous-re-my-first-blog-post.html' title='Posterous | Re: My First Blog Post'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7493407444194815831</id><published>2009-07-04T12:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T12:07:19.130-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Fourth of July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have a great day'/><title type='text'>Happy Fourth of JULY!</title><content type='html'>Happy Fourth of July! That's it, have a great day! (Didn't want to take too much of your time.) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7493407444194815831?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7493407444194815831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7493407444194815831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7493407444194815831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of JULY!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3065445089398983971</id><published>2009-07-03T16:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:38:08.670-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LMMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rescue'/><title type='text'>My first song with LMMS</title><content type='html'>This is my first song with LMMS. It's not that great, but, I think it's good for me. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;(Click on title to go to song.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3065445089398983971?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://fileqube.com/webfolder/206729?actionRequest=player&amp;type=faudio&amp;chkfile_1480932=206729' title='My first song with LMMS'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3065445089398983971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-song-with-lmms.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3065445089398983971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3065445089398983971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-song-with-lmms.html' title='My first song with LMMS'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-3757075002713505894</id><published>2009-07-03T12:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T12:49:38.210-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Fourth of July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinnk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have a great day'/><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry about no post yesterday. Busy day. So, I was thinking about my future. What I'm going to do, what classes, etc. So, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be an author, but I want as much information as possible, so, I'll take General Biology, Medieval life style and stuff, styles of writing, probably an art class, English, history, and math. That's it, I was planning on doing a longer post, but, I can't focus. Oh, by the way, tomorrows the Fourth of July, so, happy fourth of July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on doing this tomorrow, but, just in case:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ppy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ha&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;py Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Happy Fou&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;th of J&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ul&lt;/span&gt;y!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Happy Fourt&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; of July!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Happ&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; F&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;urth o&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt; July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July! Happy Fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-3757075002713505894?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3757075002713505894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3757075002713505894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/3757075002713505894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-7637328565389159810</id><published>2009-07-01T16:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:30:37.175-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have a great day'/><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! Nothing new happening, but I'll tell you more tomorrow, but, today, no time. Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-7637328565389159810?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7637328565389159810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7637328565389159810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/7637328565389159810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-6633753799478500362</id><published>2009-06-30T14:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:35:41.219-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoulders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have a great day'/><title type='text'>It's Over!</title><content type='html'>It's finally over! Summer gym is out! I had a great time today though. My shoulders don't hurt that bad anymore. That's it! Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-6633753799478500362?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/6633753799478500362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6633753799478500362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/6633753799478500362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over!'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-906209596511100650</id><published>2009-06-29T12:44:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:15:55.782-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp Aspen Ridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johanson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have a great day'/><title type='text'>July, all mapped out.</title><content type='html'>Technical last day of summer gym. Make up day tomorrow, which I will be attending. So, Junes all most over, and the Fourth of July is almost here. So, I think it's time that I tell you my schedule for June, so you know what to expect from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First- July 9/10, leaving for Canada! Canada, wide open plains, mountains, icy cold water, hardly inhabited. Awesome huh? I'm going to Waterton National Park. Which actually is an international park, because it is the other half of Glaciel National Park. To learn more, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waterton_Lake"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waterton_Lakes_National_Park"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. So, I guess I better explain why I'm going. I'm going for a family reunion. My Johanson family reunion. Johanson? Is that you mom's maiden name, your dad's last name. NO! I am a Matthews, and a Winward. My grandma's maiden name though is Johanson. She grew up in Canada, and the Johanson's are mostly from Canada. So, I'll be hanging out with a bunch of 3rd and 4th cousins, if not 5th, but definitely 2nd, that I don't even know! The whole town really is hotels, so, almost everyone there I would be related to. I'm staying there for a week, and am going to have a heck of a time. I'll try to post while I'm there, on my laptop, but wheter I'll get wifi there or not, will be found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second- July 27-August 1. Scout camp, going to Camp Aspen Ridge, in Idaho. I would give you a link, but sadly can't find one, sorry. So, I'm there all week! No posts from me then. Sorry to disappoint you, but, no posts then. So, I'm gone all week, hanging with my buddies, camping, and eating, hopefully, good food. I'll be working on scout merit badges, so I can eventually get my eagle. That's it, I believe. I have Fourth of July stuff, but, that doesn't matter. I have nothing else I believe. That's it, have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-906209596511100650?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/906209596511100650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/06/july-all-mapped-out.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/906209596511100650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/906209596511100650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/06/july-all-mapped-out.html' title='July, all mapped out.'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-679318482096663645.post-769027636111379497</id><published>2009-06-28T09:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:34:34.620-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun burned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have a great day'/><title type='text'>Peeling</title><content type='html'>My sunburns are peeling. It's itching me like crazy! That's all for today. Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/679318482096663645-769027636111379497?l=garrettthedragon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/feeds/769027636111379497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/06/peeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/769027636111379497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/679318482096663645/posts/default/769027636111379497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garrettthedragon.blogspot.com/2009/06/peeling.html' title='Peeling'/><author><name>Garrett Matthews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222220089511481401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ANLL4cZeHWg/S5SKW1Nk9UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P_pmxAxlCgs/S220/Fiery+G.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
