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    <title>Esther&apos;s Enlightenments</title>
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    <id>tag:www.cffh.com,2007-09-20:/esther/7</id>
    <updated>2007-11-01T22:49:21Z</updated>
    <subtitle>So Much Blond with So Much Brains</subtitle>
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    <title>Life will be the Death of Me</title>
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    <published>2007-11-01T22:07:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-01T22:49:21Z</updated>

    <summary> Life will be the Death of Me but HECK, I say, live dangerously. Four AP classes, and too many friends I&apos;m the first up, and the last to bed. . Live sixteen hour workdays, Do homework, more homework, and...</summary>
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        <name>Esther Rose</name>
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Life will be the Death of Me
but HECK, I say, live dangerously.
Four AP classes, and too many friends
I'm the first up, and the last to bed.
.
Live sixteen hour workdays,
Do homework, more homework, and sing God's praise
cuz HECK, who else can take care of me
when I have to live this dangerously?]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Digital Withdrawls</title>
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    <published>2007-10-13T22:27:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-13T22:53:54Z</updated>

    <summary>I live to take pictures. Not only to I live to take pictures, but they tend to turn out pretty good usually. I LOVE to take GOOD pictures. I learned how by using a digital camera... however, as most of...</summary>
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        <name>Esther Rose</name>
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        I live to take pictures. Not only to I live to take pictures, but they tend to turn out pretty good usually. I LOVE to take GOOD pictures. I learned how by using a digital camera... however, as most of you know, both of the digital cameras I&apos;ve ever owned are broken. So I can&apos;t take pictures very easily anymore. Dad&apos;s film camera is available for use, but as every technically savy teenager in the world knows, film cameras require much more money and patience to produce good pictures with. It&apos;s a sad thing, but it&apos;s true... I want immediate results when I take a pictures so I can see what&apos;s wrong with it and take a second one that&apos;s even better. So I&apos;m suffering from digital camera withdrawls. I take every chance I can to use someone else&apos;s camera. This past Monday I went to the State Fair with Luke, Maggie, and a couple other friends.. guess who had Luke&apos;s camera almost the whole time... that&apos;s right, Esther. The symptoms seem incurable. I see pictures every where I go. I find myself constantly thinking in my head &quot;Dang... I wish I had a camera on me right now... that shot would look so good! Whenever I&apos;m outside during that Golden Hour when everything has a beautiful color and the sun&apos;s almost setting, I sigh in frustration--I missed one again. :( However, due to the genius of Dad, Luke, and Hannah, I may have found an almost-not-quite-solution. My digital camera&apos;s LCD screen is shot (and there&apos;s not viewfinder) but I CAN blind shoot. Tonight I&apos;m going to see Shakespeare in the Park with Katy.(Friend+friend=photo opportunity! So I think hey... why not try this new blind picture taking thing. Happy as a druggy who&apos;s gotten his high, I started looking for my camera... but it wasn&apos;t there. I called Dad...  and I must sadly report he had had the same idea as I.. and taken the camera with him, so

 I miserably remain

..digitally withdrawn.
        
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<entry>
    <title>School</title>
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    <published>2007-09-25T01:23:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T02:00:05Z</updated>

    <summary>2:00am- finish homework... go to bed. sleep like a rock 6:30- cell phone alarm goes off sleep 6:45- Maggie-alarm tells me I need to wake up. sleep 6:50ish- Mommy-alarm asks me if I&apos;m planning on going to school. ...I hate...</summary>
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        2:00am- finish homework... go to bed.

*sleep like a rock*

6:30- cell phone alarm goes off

*sleep*

6:45- Maggie-alarm tells me I need to wake up.

*sleep* 

6:50ish- Mommy-alarm asks me if I&apos;m planning on going to school.

...I hate waking up in the morning for school. 

Before 1st block- hangout in Newspaper room, do homework, eat breakfast, try to wake up.

...school makes me tired. (understatement)

1st block- Mr. William&apos;s AP Human Geography class (awesome questions of the day about temporary marriages, when beer is sold, what&apos;s illegal where, why, touching countries on the map, discussions about Iraj and the war, movies about China&apos;s little baby girls that make me want one, Mr. William&apos;s funny laugh...)

:)

...I love school.


*to be continued*
        
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<entry>
    <title>Dishes</title>
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    <published>2007-09-22T17:15:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-28T18:58:00Z</updated>

    <summary>Since the Craven Family originally obtained a dishwasher, daily chores around the house have been revolutionized. Momma Craven can testify to the fact that dishwashers take much less time and are much more convenient to use than the sink. Today...</summary>
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        Since the Craven Family originally obtained a dishwasher, daily chores around the house have been revolutionized. Momma Craven can testify to the fact that dishwashers take much less time and are much more convenient to use than the sink. Today is a sad day, for, due to the inevitable inadequacy of technology, our washer has failed. Flooded? Clogged? Old age? Anyway, it is broke. Broken. Gone. Handy Daddy did his best, even Charles, the budding engineer, tried to help, but their efforts availed to....

nothing...

These are the times that try our family&apos;s dishwashing abilities. The summerry Abigail and the sunshiney Judith will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their family, being too young to contribute; but he (or she) that washes dishes by hand now, deserves the love and thanks of mother and father. Washing by hand, like hell, is drying to the skin ; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder we wash dishes, the cleaner the dishes will become. When we had the dishwasher, we esteemed it too lightly: it is dearness only as much time as it took to load it. Heaven knows how to put a proper price upon dishwashers and it would be strange indeed if so celestial an article as a DISHWASHER should not be highly rated.

After realizing these realizations, 

I have a dream, it is a dream firmly rooted in the Craven Family Household from this time on. I have a dream that one day every cup shall be cleaned, every spoon and fork shall be made sterile, the rough burnt-on food stuck to bowls that drive our mothers, wives, and children out of their minds will be made nonexistant, and the plates will be made pure, and the dishwasher of the Craven family shall be restored, and all 10 members shall see it and together rejoice.

So, 

Friends, Cravens, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury hand-dish-washing, not to praise it. The evil that a lack of a dishwasher does lives after it; The good of the dishwasher has not been buried;
So let it be with the Craven Family... 

I vote for a new dishwasher.
        
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    <title>Esther has a blog</title>
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    <published>2007-09-21T05:00:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-21T05:02:56Z</updated>

    <summary>Because Esther is doing her homework, and she&apos;s such a good kid, I decided to give her a blog. This is blog is not to be taken lightly. It is a great responsibility. It requires dutiful diligence and timely consideration....</summary>
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        <name>Fred Craven</name>
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