<?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-16746497</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:43:26.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my english journal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-113391466659422828</id><published>2005-12-06T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:17:46.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Invention Of All Times</title><content type='html'>Mel Brooks, one of the funniest comedians of recent times, in his role of a ten thousand year old man was asked to name the greatest invention of all times. He boldly answered, “Saran Wrap.“ When asked to explain his ridiculous answer in light of all the seemingly more significant inventions such as the TV, computer, airplane, etc. the ten thousand year old exclaimed, “ It keeps sandwiches fresh.“ Although the ten thousand year old man was off the mark in choosing the greatest invention, he did point the way. The greatest invention of all times is not Saran Wrap but the sandwich. The sandwich is the greatest invention for three reasons.&lt;br /&gt;    First, reason why the sandwich is the greatest  invention because it is popular around the world. In addition, people around the world use the sandwich for a snack. They also sever the sandwich at a party or a rosary. Second, people eat sandwich as their breakfast if they don’t have time to cook there breakfast. Finally, people just eat sandwich if there is no food to eat if you are hungry  you will eat the sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;    The second reason why sandwich is a greatest invention in the whole world. Sandwich is one of the most healthy food that you can eat at a party. If you want to go to the beach just take a sandwich with you incase you will want to eat later on. If you don’t know what to eat just make a sandwich and eat. Sandwich is very prosperous to you body because it helps built strength to your whole body.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    The third reason why sandwich is popular in the whole world is that you can sit and watch T.V. and eat the sandwich at the same time while you are watching the T.V. You can also eat the sandwich while you are doing something. You can also eat the sandwich while you are riding in the car going to school in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;    My ending for this paragraph is that sandwich is the most popular food in the whole world.  People can always make sandwich as their mid time snacks if they don’t have something good to eat. Sandwich is the most perpetuated food that all of the people around the world can eat it as their snacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-113391466659422828?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/113391466659422828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=113391466659422828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/113391466659422828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/113391466659422828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/12/greatest-invention-of-all-times.html' title='The Greatest Invention Of All Times'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-113218748549134136</id><published>2005-11-16T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T16:31:25.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is More Important Then Money</title><content type='html'>My opinion is that love is more important then money. I agree that love is important. Love is the one that holds a family together. If someone jumps in and saved your life it means that he did that out of love as a good friend. He just took away his life by dying for the person he saved. He did it out of love. Love is actually significance and most valuable to a person life style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-113218748549134136?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/113218748549134136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=113218748549134136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/113218748549134136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/113218748549134136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-is-more-important-then-money.html' title='Love Is More Important Then Money'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-113097622393418860</id><published>2005-11-02T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T16:03:43.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out In The Ocean On The Boat</title><content type='html'>I’m out in the ocean and I am in the fishing boat going out to fish. Then all  of  a sudden, I see an unknown island  out in the sea. I hear the loud  sound of  the ocean waves. I smell  a skiny smell  from the bottom ocean. I taste the ocean water &amp; it tastes salty. While I was fishing I can feel  the fish biting the beat and then it slash water to my face. Then I said to my I just caught a big fish and I put it in the boat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-113097622393418860?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/113097622393418860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=113097622393418860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/113097622393418860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/113097622393418860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/11/out-in-ocean-on-boat.html' title='Out In The Ocean On The Boat'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-113037308780378514</id><published>2005-10-26T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T17:31:27.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Scary Tale</title><content type='html'>I was driving my car and was on my way to a Halloween party. I took the wrong turn and I was in a dark &amp; spooky forest. As I was driving though these woods, suddenly I a strange and spooky voice called me and I knew that some one was out their in the spooky forest. Then as I was still driving though these spooky and scary woods I told myself there that’s spooky &amp;amp; scary sound again calling out to me again. Then all of a sudden my car won’t start up &amp; I just got up and got out of the car. Then after that I when to look at what is the problem with the car. Then I told myself that something is wrong with the Transmission. Then I decided to go up to that spooky house &amp;amp; use the telephone to call a tow truck. As I was just about to knock on the door it suddenly just open up. Then I was going to go inside the house &amp; some kind of ghost. Jump up and &amp;amp; just scared me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-113037308780378514?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/113037308780378514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=113037308780378514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/113037308780378514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/113037308780378514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/10/scary-tale.html' title='A Scary Tale'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-112976796088948566</id><published>2005-10-19T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T17:26:00.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Es' ka' beech</title><content type='html'>Es’ ka’ beech is something that you mix together with local vegetables known as kangkung. It is also good to bring out that kind of food to parties. Es’ ka’ beech is also known as a healthy food for your own body. Es’ ka’ beech is good with Rabbit fish. You can also make Es’ Ka’ beech when you are at the house and just want to eat fish and kangkung.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-112976796088948566?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/112976796088948566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=112976796088948566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112976796088948566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112976796088948566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/10/es-ka-beech.html' title='Es&apos; ka&apos; beech'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-112916121565530519</id><published>2005-10-12T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T16:53:35.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Discovered On Columbus Day</title><content type='html'>On Columbus Day I learned the true meaning of friendship. I also discovered that Columbus Day is a holiday. I discovered that you can love someone on Columbus Day. I also learned that Christopher Columbus traveled around the world. I learned that Christopher Columbus discovered a whole new land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-112916121565530519?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/112916121565530519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=112916121565530519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112916121565530519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112916121565530519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-i-discovered-on-columbus-day.html' title='What I Discovered On Columbus Day'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-112855668541526669</id><published>2005-10-05T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T16:58:05.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definition Paragraph</title><content type='html'>Love is something that you express to someone you know. Like if you are at home or somewhere you just say to your mom, dad, or brother that I love you.  The American Heritage Dictionary defines love as  “deep affection and warm feeling for another”. The second definition for love in the dictionary is&lt;br /&gt; “the emotion of sex and romance; strong sexual desire for another person”. The third definition in the dictionary is “a beloved person”. This conduces the end of my definition paragraph and love is something you say to someone you really know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-112855668541526669?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/112855668541526669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=112855668541526669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112855668541526669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112855668541526669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/10/definition-paragraph.html' title='Definition Paragraph'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-112795144063559380</id><published>2005-09-28T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T16:50:40.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Describing My Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My bedroom is very small &amp; cozy. If you go inside my bedroom you will see that there is a single bed right in the corner of the wall. In the other corner of the room there is a closet &amp; next to the closet is the TV. Next to the TV, is a trunk full of things inside of it. Under the TV is DVD, video. That is the end of me describing my own bedroom and it is the right size bedroom to fit all of us in the room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-112795144063559380?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/112795144063559380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=112795144063559380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112795144063559380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112795144063559380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/09/describing-my-bedroom-my-bedroom-is.html' title=''/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-112734766771228165</id><published>2005-09-21T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T17:07:47.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Favorite Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My favorite teacher is  Mr.Wicksman because his English 84 class is fun. I  do work in his class. Most of the time we will be coming here to the computer room to our blogging on the internet. After we finsh doing our blog we will check our e-mail. I learn a lot of new suff in Mr.Wicksman Class and we also do grammar, and writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-112734766771228165?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/112734766771228165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=112734766771228165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112734766771228165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112734766771228165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-favorite-teacher-my-favorite_21.html' title=''/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-112674389432186417</id><published>2005-09-14T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T17:24:54.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>describing myself</title><content type='html'>Describing Myself&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;        My name is Doricyn Agulto Taitingfong. I’m a student at Northern Marianas College. I’m seventeen years old. I was born on December 11, 1987. I’m medium fat. I am five tall. I have black hair, and brown eyes. I am friendly, I like to help people, I’m quiet. My hobby is that I like to play Basketball and also like to play Baseball, Volleyball, Swimming and Dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-112674389432186417?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/112674389432186417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=112674389432186417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112674389432186417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112674389432186417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/09/describing-myself.html' title='describing myself'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746497.post-112674353528917633</id><published>2005-09-14T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T17:18:55.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my english jounarl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746497-112674353528917633?l=doricynt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/feeds/112674353528917633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746497&amp;postID=112674353528917633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112674353528917633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746497/posts/default/112674353528917633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doricynt.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-english-jounarl.html' title='my english jounarl'/><author><name>doricynt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07665494985875314776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
