<?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-6286637317461867471</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:09:51.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>magic</title><subtitle type='html'>The cameras are lying.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></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-6286637317461867471.post-264959938685786846</id><published>2009-02-08T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:14:02.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YouTube Quiz (Stole from YourAverageAdam)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;username: JeremyTheNerd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did you pick it?: My name is Jeremy and I'm a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who did you first subscribe to?: First account does not count anymore because I said so. Current account, fiveawesomegirls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who did you most recently subscribe to?: wondrousplace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does your last text message say?: Seeing Push. Like right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have any goals?: I have two. One be in a movie. And the second one is to write a bestselling novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was the last thing you bought?: A bag of Doritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;describe the person who posted this in one line: He is smart, and way to serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you excited about anything?: This summer. For many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have a crush?: Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been drunk?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who was the first youtuber you met in real life?: VivaLaLaurennn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who was the last youtuber you met in real life?: uhm... most of the people at YouTube Live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you prefer day or night?: I'm a creature of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you a member of any collab channels?: Oui, 1awesomebookclub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have a secret account?: several&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in god?: i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which youtuber do you talk to most?: Bridget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which youtuber do you think makes the best videos?: I don't want to say. &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you in a relationship?: i am not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you date a smoker?: No thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is your favorite place?: Uhm... The main stage theater at my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you a happy person?: generally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you kiss the person who posted this?: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you take to the desert island?: My laptop and a wireless internet connector thingy, as well as a volleyball, and I'd kidnap a few friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you prefer sun or snow?: I dislike the Sun, so snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who did you last speak to on the phone?: old neighbor pete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who did you last text?: Annoying girl who has a crush on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing tomorrow?: getting an education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favorite flavor of potato chips?: nacho cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what size are your feet?: 7.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you want?: Superpowers, preferbly teleportation and telekinesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you need?: Oregon now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you remember?: my lines for drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you wish?: I wish I went to Hogwarts for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-264959938685786846?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/264959938685786846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=264959938685786846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/264959938685786846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/264959938685786846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2009/02/youtube-quiz-stole-from-youraverageadam.html' title='YouTube Quiz (Stole from YourAverageAdam)'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-5885583278837217009</id><published>2009-01-08T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:58:39.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four white walls keep me trapped in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;I wished I could just escape to a magical dream world. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should describe my dream world for you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A giant kingdom filled with magic, but we don't have to wear the old fashion clothing. We wear modern clothes (except for those guys who wear the really baggy jeans that almost fall off their butts, they are banished.) The Internet existed, I can be on as much as I want. Everything you imagine comes true, just if they aren't mean. So you could imagine the perfect lighting and set, it appears. The kingdom is called Imagination. Corny but whatever! With your imagination, you could create a whole movie with your own cast. YouTube doesn't take music videos done by creative people (I mean when they take down a video do to "copy-righted material".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me your dream world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, your nerd,&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- sorry for any grammar fails in this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-5885583278837217009?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/5885583278837217009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=5885583278837217009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/5885583278837217009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/5885583278837217009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2009/01/four-white-fences-keep-me-trapped.html' title='Four white walls keep me trapped in.'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-8140088522517548887</id><published>2009-01-07T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:40:35.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funniest. Thing. Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jon (as Cyrano) and Brandon (as Christian) are "hugging so to speak" through words.&lt;br /&gt;When! The director, "okay this is getting weird."&lt;br /&gt;My friend shouts, "If Brandon and Jon get to be lovers! Then Becky and I get to be lovers!" She had read the part of the musketeer. Becky plays as Lise, if you are familiar with the play, is a cheating on her husband.&lt;br /&gt;Hysterical laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon reads like Dumbledore for a crazy character since he is in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-8140088522517548887?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8140088522517548887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=8140088522517548887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/8140088522517548887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/8140088522517548887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2009/01/funniest-thing-today.html' title='Funniest. Thing. Today.'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-4788557544726647400</id><published>2009-01-05T21:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:12:04.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skype List Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;A new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;It felt needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1. I. Freaking. Love. You. You are one of those people who make my day turn from crappy to superflytastic. :]&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2. You are on the list of people who I hate the moment, your videos are crap. Don't understand why I was subscribed to you in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;3. I don't talk to you that much. I think I added you or you added me. But I think we should talk more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;4. *licks* - enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;5. You are so bloody brilliant that I can't even describe your personality since you are like, "BAM! BOOM! BAZOOKA! MWAHAHAHAHA! DIE!" And then you are like, "I love you." while playing balloono&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You scream a lot, came up with a lot of the nicknames for the Balloono monkeys, I started talking to a lot more over break. We fangirl a lot of the same people.. this one is easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;7. I don't like you. Go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8. Hi. I don't talk to you much because I'm afraid to message you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;9. I met you at YouTube Live, didn't really talk to you much except right before the show. Hi, how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;10. You are so lovely, you talk to me when I have no one to talk to. You may not talk back but you are lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;11. em.. random go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;12. I don't talk to you a lot since I've stopped going to most blogtv shows. You have some jerky friends that I don't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;13. You sing wonderfully, kind of want more of your songs so when I study you can help me with my memorization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You never sign on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;15. On my list of people whom I don't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;16. I never talk to you... you added me. Do you expect me to start conversations with someone I barely know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;17. You lied to me, I don't talk to you anymore. thanks jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;18. You haven't signed on in a long time. Don't really talk to you that much any ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I don't know who you are... I think you added me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When we do talk... it's amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;21. Hi. I've talked to you a lot over break. I go to you whenever I need advice on movies. You watch hockey a lot... that one is easy too. O! and urz pariz hiltonz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;22. One of my first friends on YouTube. I forget you a lot in list (always in a rush you see.) But it's hard to describe you. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;23. You are super intelligent. I love talking to you. Make my day go from crappy to superflytastic. another person that is too hard to describe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. First person I ever met from YouTube. You are too awesome for words. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-4788557544726647400?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/4788557544726647400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=4788557544726647400' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/4788557544726647400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/4788557544726647400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2009/01/skype-list-blog.html' title='Skype List Blog'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-5540694030893332186</id><published>2008-12-31T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:31:03.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008=Crap but fun year.</title><content type='html'>All the fun started August 2nd, 2008. The day I set up JeremyTheNerd, been on YouTube for almost five months. Made so many friends that I will now list: Adam (YouTube Father), Bridget, Cade, Jess, Josh, Lauren (IRL buddy that goes to my school :]), Justin, Alex, Gina, Michelle, Chrissy, Cameron, Mike, Marta, Cara, Mickie, Shannon, Maggie, Chago, Denise, Leah, Isabel, Kimmi(COOKIE BUDDY&lt;333), Mallory, Quentin, Rosy, Vivien (My YouTube Aunt), Meghan (IRL friend), and a lot more. Everyone I listed here... I wish to meet you all one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oregon: June 26-July 3. About how long I hope to be in Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why this was a crap year for me...&lt;br /&gt;My grandma on my dad's side was diagnosed with stage four small cell lung cancer.&lt;br /&gt;That was about two weeks after starting YouTube..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the first week of September.. she died. I cry still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about something happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm friends with some of the coolest people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be on Skype as much as school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starred in an one act play.&lt;br /&gt;Auditioned for the spring play!&lt;br /&gt;Got Sony Vegas 9.&lt;br /&gt;I discovered John Green books and have fallen in love with all of his lead female roles.&lt;br /&gt;Discovered amazing music.&lt;br /&gt;Discovered a whole new community of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for making my year awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DFTBA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From, your friend, a nerd,&lt;br /&gt;JeremyTheNerd. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-5540694030893332186?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/5540694030893332186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=5540694030893332186' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/5540694030893332186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/5540694030893332186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008crap-but-fun-year.html' title='2008=Crap but fun year.'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-8014887006223244844</id><published>2008-12-30T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:24:17.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fulll Wicked. I think it's horrible...</title><content type='html'>The insane cackling of a mad man- teenage boy. He was sitting at a chair with a camera in front of him. "You see? When the clock strikes twelve, I will have killed the mayor." It was dark in this room. "But! I'm not alone on this operation! I have a few friends." He clapped, the lights turned on to show a group of six teenagers behind him. "Welcome to the new world. We will take over." He cackled, which grew into insane laughter. "They call me Wicked." He snapped and fire erupted out of his fingers. "I'm a master of all types of magic." He was wearing a lime green shirt with a black and gray skull pattern, tight gray pants, and black Chucks. Wicked clicked the camera off. "I'll deliver it." He pulled out a mask and it morphed his face into a different one, from sweet and innocent seventeen year old to twenty-two year old serious artist look. Wicked jumped, as he did that he twisted his body. He vanished into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;    Wicked reappeared in the bathroom of the police station, he blasted open the door and laughed to himelf. The police acted quickly, started after him. He did several cartwheels. Wicked dropped the camera on a desk, and kicked up into the air. His foot hit a man's chin, sending him soaring. He clapped, fire erupted around the hallway's entrance. A group of police officers appeared behind him, all with guns pointed. "Boo, you guy are no fun! Where are all the kni-." He twisted his shoe and a knife came out of the right Chuck. "ves?" Wicked jumped into the air and kicked someone. The knife went in, an arm not bad. He quickly retracted it and grabbed the guy's head. Wicked looked him in the eyes, and casted a quick spell to increase his strength. He threw him into a window, a blast of lightning out of his finger tips hit the other men. "You can never stop me." He jumped into the flames and vanished with a cyclone of fire.&lt;br /&gt;    "Is it done?" A girl who went by Mimi. She was a little short, long brown hair, and green eyes. Her eyes trained on the boy who was trying to pull off the latex mask.&lt;br /&gt;    "Duh," Wicked said coolly. Not mentioning his 'few' murders to the group. He was back to normal. Wicked shoke his head to get his brown hair of his face. "I'm gonna go to my office." It wasn't really an office, just a big room with a lot of his things in it and he just calls it his office. Wicked walked past the group and pulled out a small key from his pocket. He poked the air with his key and turned it like he was unlocking a door. A bright glow and a door appeared from his key. Wicked opened the door and walked in.&lt;br /&gt;    The room was well dark since he hadn't flipped the switch. He fumbled in the dark room until he turned the light. The room was sort of large, a door at the end that lead to his closet. A giant bookshelf, actually a row of bookshelves, filled with big books. A bed and that was about it. He called it his office. Wicked did a few twirls like he was a ballerina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-8014887006223244844?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8014887006223244844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=8014887006223244844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/8014887006223244844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/8014887006223244844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2008/12/fulll-wicked-i-think-its-horrible.html' title='fulll Wicked. I think it&apos;s horrible...'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-6338516466283067621</id><published>2008-12-19T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:16:51.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The insane cackling of a mad man- teenage boy. He was sitting at a chair with a camera in front of him. "You see? When the clock strikes twelve, I will have killed the mayor." It was dark in this room. "But! I'm not alone on this operation! I have a few friends." He clapped, the lights turned on to show a group of six teenagers behind him. "Welcome to the new world. We will take over." He cackled, which grew into insane laughter. "They call me Wicked." He snapped and fire erupted out of his fingers. "I'm a master of all types of magic." He was wearing a lime green shirt with a black and gray skull pattern, tight gray pants, and black Chucks. Wicked clicked the camera off. "I'll deliver it." He pulled out a mask and it morphed his face into a different one, from sweet and innocent seventeen year old to twenty-two year old serious artist look. Wicked jumped, as he did that he twisted his body. He vanished into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-6338516466283067621?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6338516466283067621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=6338516466283067621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/6338516466283067621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/6338516466283067621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2008/12/wicked.html' title='Wicked'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-545857613954519193</id><published>2008-11-24T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:20:29.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SStupP8J1UI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dHRlEyJ5J94/s1600-h/Fun+fun+fun+stuff+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SStupP8J1UI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dHRlEyJ5J94/s320/Fun+fun+fun+stuff+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272429443699823938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my expression on how the past week has been. xD&lt;br /&gt;YouTube LIVE was epic..&lt;br /&gt;I need to edit my clips still but I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..&lt;br /&gt;Full cast rehearsals for  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Curtain Up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the play I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;It's a series of one act plays.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have pictures and videos.&lt;br /&gt;OPENING NIGHT IS THURSDAY, DECEMBER 4TH! AND I'M SCARED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got recgonized by the science department at my school, I get some kind of award. Pretty cool right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of science but I'm good at it.&lt;br /&gt;Considering being a mad scientist. xD&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd be a good one. MWAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Best conversation of the day:&lt;br /&gt;"Eww. We're taking a sex ed thingy," my friend said.&lt;br /&gt;"I get all my sex ed from Smosh," I said.&lt;br /&gt;It was something on the lines of that. xD&lt;br /&gt;They didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Signed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;JeremyTheNerd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-545857613954519193?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/545857613954519193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=545857613954519193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/545857613954519193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/545857613954519193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2008/11/soooo.html' title='SOOOO!'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SStupP8J1UI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dHRlEyJ5J94/s72-c/Fun+fun+fun+stuff+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-3242790106351168700</id><published>2008-11-15T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:05:01.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy blogs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SR-p3txOTiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/rgp5AB8_AlU/s1600-h/Pokemon+Collab+Clip+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SR-p3txOTiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/rgp5AB8_AlU/s320/Pokemon+Collab+Clip+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269116863690722850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;I felt like updating this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things happened today:&lt;br /&gt;Reached 100 subscribers on YouTube&lt;br /&gt;Almost had a nervous breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of people, well most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished life was a musical.&lt;br /&gt;Random moments people would start singing and dancing, that would be rad. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking in December to post a blog everyday with a different picture. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started early. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is short. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-3242790106351168700?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3242790106351168700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=3242790106351168700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/3242790106351168700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/3242790106351168700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2008/11/sleepy-blogs.html' title='Sleepy blogs.'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SR-p3txOTiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/rgp5AB8_AlU/s72-c/Pokemon+Collab+Clip+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-2682679308110801260</id><published>2008-10-17T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:53:03.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Shirts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm currently coming up with some t-shirt ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blazin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;amazin&lt;/span&gt;', don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm also writing a story for you guys on here, soonish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just really stressed out right now, I've almost had two nervous breakdowns this week. That's not good at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And... no Paper Towns for till this Saturday or this coming Monday. :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;No story today but keep checking regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bai&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-2682679308110801260?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/2682679308110801260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=2682679308110801260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/2682679308110801260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/2682679308110801260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2008/10/t-shirts.html' title='T-Shirts!'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286637317461867471.post-4046235660954606809</id><published>2008-10-07T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:25:09.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what happens when I'm hyper.</title><content type='html'>So this is for humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke in a dark room, my legs hanging from the bedpost and my head at the end of the bed. First thought, "where the heck am I?" Second thought, "where the heck are my pants?" Third thought, "how did I get 50 subscribers so fast?" My fourth thought was, "how the heck did that elephant get my pants on?" A giant pink elephant had appeared out of thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jeremy, you need to save the potatoes from the evil t-rex ninjas." The elephant said slowly, his voice was rather high pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the crap?" I said. "But at least, give me my pants? Please? Pretty please with-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. They're comfortable," the elephant roared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fine," I whined. The elephant threw an iPhone at me, and along with... R2-D2? "Arghh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The iPhone has a lightsaber and R2-D2 is for playing tag," the elephant spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued. Fer serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286637317461867471-4046235660954606809?l=jeremythenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/4046235660954606809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286637317461867471&amp;postID=4046235660954606809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/4046235660954606809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286637317461867471/posts/default/4046235660954606809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremythenerd.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-what-happens-when-im-hyper.html' title='This is what happens when I&apos;m hyper.'/><author><name>JeremyTheNerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14419770788784286290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yKX1zz9wHwE/SKidXrHujYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eeYbc1NkYX0/S220/YouTube.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
