<?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-7125342991091583223</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:19:10.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aeipathy</title><subtitle type='html'>A continued passion; an unyielding disease.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-1136376024122911238</id><published>2009-09-29T21:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:45:15.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconsequential.</title><content type='html'>A rant.&lt;div&gt;Because I need to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what would you do if you feel.. insignificant? Unimportant? What if you feel like you're not given enough &lt;i&gt;worth&lt;/i&gt; compared to someone you care about? A friend? A very good friend? And what if the person you think is doing the comparing is also a friend?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that I'm just not.. &lt;i&gt;enough&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps I'm blowing things out of proportions, but I feel so goddamn unimportant compared to someone I care about. And to be honest, I'm jealous. I'm downright jealous of that person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that so bad? I feel horrible about it. I know I &lt;b&gt;shouldn't&lt;/b&gt; be jealous but yet I am. It's like their life is perfect, but yet it isn't. I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; it isn't. .. and maybe that's what makes it even &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; perfect? It's perfect because it's &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;. A perfect imperfection. What an oxymoron.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I've come to realize that I'm being a bad friend. For feeling like this and for thinking like this. I shouldn't be jealous. I should be accepting of the fact that perhaps in someone's eyes, I'm just not as important as another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it hurts, you know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially if that person.. if &lt;i&gt;both&lt;/i&gt; people are important to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There, I've accepted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I just have to get over it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7125342991091583223-1136376024122911238?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/1136376024122911238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2009/09/inconsequential.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/1136376024122911238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/1136376024122911238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2009/09/inconsequential.html' title='Inconsequential.'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-4801045844839072366</id><published>2009-01-03T16:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:20:34.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/NewHair006a.png"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/NewHair006a.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "If you don't like something change it; if you can't change it, change the way you think about it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  - Mary Engelbreit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;New Year means new haaaaaair. Yeahbby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;. I &lt;strong&gt;hated &lt;/strong&gt;my hair before, but now I love it.&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/7125342991091583223-4801045844839072366?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/4801045844839072366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2009/01/haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/4801045844839072366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/4801045844839072366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2009/01/haircut.html' title='haircut!~'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-5111932400719161864</id><published>2008-12-31T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:32:14.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year's eve!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:q8kfW4mmbPNQxM:http://www.countryliving.com/cm/countryliving/images/Five-New-Years-Hats-AA0107-de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:q8kfW4mmbPNQxM:http://www.countryliving.com/cm/countryliving/images/Five-New-Years-Hats-AA0107-de.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;"An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in.  A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;- Bill Vaughan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it just me or did this year pass by &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; fast?! &lt;strong&gt;Wow&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm still remembering all the things that had happened last year and then suddenly &lt;strong&gt;bam,&lt;/strong&gt; it's the &lt;em&gt;New Year &lt;/em&gt;already! Just watch, I'll still be writing "2008" when we go back to school. ;~;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;ANYWAYS; as much of a supposedly stressful day New Year's is supposed to be, for  me, it's not. O_O New Year's party later on tonight, and my parents plus my grandma have been cooking/cleaning nonstop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no New Year's Eve resolutions, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think&lt;/em&gt;. I mean, I'd rather just let the New Year's decide on what will happen ~ I don't want to be stressed out trying to accomplish my resolution. But whatever, I just hope this New Year will be better than the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Three more years until the world ends. LOL. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7125342991091583223-5111932400719161864?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5111932400719161864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-years-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/5111932400719161864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/5111932400719161864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-years-eve.html' title='happy new year&apos;s eve!'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-8596247604585909835</id><published>2008-12-25T16:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:55:55.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ukhomeideas.co.uk/images/rococo-chocolates/christmas-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://www.ukhomeideas.co.uk/images/rococo-chocolates/christmas-tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Mary Ellen Chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Christmas guys. :* And so the time of the year we were all waiting for has passed, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. Why is it that we all spend so much energy during the days building up to Christmas? There's all the hype and commotion... why can't it be like that towards &lt;strong&gt;any&lt;/strong&gt; day and not just Christmas? idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;So anyways, last night &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; Christmas Eve. Had a family party and then midnight mass afterwards. I wanted to stay up all morning, but &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;. No one was online to keep me company. Darn you guys. ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Opened presents earlier this morning. My parents &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; surprised me. I got some clothes, gift checks, a board game (xD), a digital photo album, and some other things I cannot remember. o-o But my parents, on the other hand, went extra in my opinion. xD They gave me &lt;strong&gt;$500&lt;/strong&gt; to start my &lt;strong&gt;own bank account&lt;/strong&gt;. Gosh I love them. ;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7125342991091583223-8596247604585909835?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8596247604585909835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/8596247604585909835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/8596247604585909835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas.'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-9097325793224569092</id><published>2008-12-23T17:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:33:17.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; George MacDonald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Merry &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; christmas. ;3 I tried to &lt;strong&gt;draw&lt;/strong&gt; the presents, just like I know some of you guys did by stalking your blogs. ( ; Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;strong&gt;tried&lt;/strong&gt; my best drawing these. o-o And not all of them came out as well as I hope they would. -cringes- I eyeballed them ~ original pictures shall be posted at the very bottom. Don't mind the sketchiness. We all know I can't draw a straight line. :* Hope you like. &lt;3&gt; And I hope that you recognize them, lololol. ;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drag the icons to the address bar for full size.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/L-Ana.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/Mokona-Cheryl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/Axel-Reniece.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/Ryoma-Rachel.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/Cloud-James.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Originals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.astoreblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/death-note-l-nendoroid-pvc-figure01.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://jgwong.org/blog/images/mokona.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g5/sashen/Kingdom_Hearts__Axel_Chibi_by_Queen.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1200000/Fuji-Syusuke-and-Echizen-Ryoma-prince-of-tennis-1295422-800-600.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs5/i/2004/352/8/3/Chibi_Cloud_by_capsicum.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7125342991091583223-9097325793224569092?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/9097325793224569092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/presents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/9097325793224569092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/9097325793224569092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/presents.html' title='Presents ~'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-3515228281758517594</id><published>2008-12-22T10:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:33:40.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's wrong with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:bBpUEHKMkYnaDM:http://www.alpinelakes.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/dreaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:bBpUEHKMkYnaDM:http://www.alpinelakes.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/dreaming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cassieandre.com/Myart/images/Dreaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Marsha Norman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I had yet &lt;strong&gt;another dream&lt;/strong&gt;. It wasn't as weird as those before, definitely no sharpening chainsaws, but it's &lt;em&gt;up there&lt;/em&gt;. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;All I could remember from it was this big, gigantic room. And I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; that there are stairs inside the room leading up to this balcony-like floor &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the room. So anyways, we were having a sleep over of &lt;strong&gt;five&lt;/strong&gt; people - me and four others. All I could remember was the face of one person whom &lt;strong&gt;I will not mention&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. ;&lt;/em&gt;3 There were two boys, three girls - one being me. Anyways, we were&lt;strong&gt; stargazing&lt;/strong&gt; because there was a &lt;em&gt;glass roof&lt;/em&gt;. o-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember looking up and seeing this... big brown branch above me. And I was like "What the hell is that?" Apparently, I'm looking up to a &lt;em&gt;mirror&lt;/em&gt; and there was a branch right next to me.. &lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; it got there, I have no idea. o-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;All of a sudden, these &lt;strong&gt;weird animals&lt;/strong&gt; popped out of nowhere. I remember one was really fury with big ears. So, we started chasing these animals all over the room, when suddenly, the door opened. :O Dun dun duuuuuuun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And in came &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Nadal. &lt;/strong&gt;LOL yes, Miss Nadal. She was yelling at us for being loud, and then she slammed the door.. and walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;The end. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;If &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; dream was supposed to show something about me, I have no idea &lt;strong&gt;what&lt;/strong&gt; it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7125342991091583223-3515228281758517594?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/3515228281758517594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/somethings-wrong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/3515228281758517594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/3515228281758517594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/somethings-wrong-with-me.html' title='Something&apos;s wrong with me.'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-1921459552897207331</id><published>2008-12-21T18:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:33:55.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blockbuster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pasiontango.net/slike/poster/takethelead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px" alt="" src="http://www.pasiontango.net/slike/poster/takethelead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:PB_4BMsNWJZWgM:http://hushgossip.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/twilight-poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:PB_4BMsNWJZWgM:http://hushgossip.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/twilight-poster1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No one does somethin' for nothin'."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Rock, &lt;em&gt;Take the Lead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so last night, at around 8pm, I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; watched Twilight the movie. Surprising huh? I mean, it's been like what? &lt;strong&gt;A month&lt;/strong&gt; since it has been released? While I had doubts with the actors that sounded like they have a &lt;em&gt;Scottish&lt;/em&gt; accent, it's an &lt;strong&gt;okay&lt;/strong&gt; movie. Not the best, definitely, and it really does not hold a candle to the book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James&lt;/strong&gt; was definitely my favourite character. The full 10 minutes he was on screen, I could not keep my eyes off of him. He was &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt; and that was exactly how I pictured him to be. The whole &lt;em&gt;flying&lt;/em&gt; crap that happened in the ballerina studio didn't even bother me &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; much. xD &lt;strong&gt;Jasper&lt;/strong&gt; was my second favourite character. He was so &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt;. I loved his &lt;strong&gt;angst&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And just 10 minutes ago, I finished watching &lt;strong&gt;Take the Lead&lt;/strong&gt; starring Antonio Banderas. Oh gosh. It was freaking beyond awesome. I loved the whole thing. Earlier I was complaining how I didn't get to finish watching the movie in gym class because of the &lt;em&gt;snow day&lt;/em&gt; but I made up from that by renting the movie instead. xD It's amazing. Definitely a worthwhile watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a feeling that all throughout this break, all I'll be doing is reading and watching movies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7125342991091583223-1921459552897207331?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/1921459552897207331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blockbuster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/1921459552897207331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/1921459552897207331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blockbuster.html' title='Blockbuster'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-8003244566142998946</id><published>2008-12-20T07:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:35:56.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing: Valia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/Valia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/Valia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Temper is a weapon we hold by the blade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- James Matthew Barrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I decided to make a new character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her name's &lt;strong&gt;Valia&lt;/strong&gt;. ;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;She won't be a major character like Cyan, Skyler and the others, but I will definitely find some place to put her in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm thinking that she could be Skyler's secret admirer, but sadly; Skyler just doesn't see her that way. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;She's temperemental, hence the quote, and she's a bookworm, hence the glasses. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I can relate to Valia. o-o Because we all know that I have a tempter too, even if I don't show it. ;3 She's quiet though, but gosh, if you piss her off, look out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm crazy for waking up at &lt;em&gt;6 am&lt;/em&gt; in the morning. But my mom made me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My hair is &lt;em&gt;fully &lt;/em&gt;brown/black now, no more highlights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chyyeaaah. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Valia's last name, &lt;em&gt;unknown&lt;/em&gt; at the moment. x_x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't think of any right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7125342991091583223-8003244566142998946?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/8003244566142998946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/introducing-valia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/8003244566142998946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/8003244566142998946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/introducing-valia.html' title='Introducing: Valia'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-5269719587525626278</id><published>2008-12-19T12:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:58:26.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BAM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/Skyler.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm314/xmiccaella/Skyler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their ending."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- J.R.R Tolkien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;IT'S SNOWING! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banana&lt;/strong&gt; got her wish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I won't be seeing you guys for two weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Phew, a &lt;em&gt;break&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Keeeeds. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because of the snow day, I couldn't finish &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; movies we were watching in class. The horror D: The first was &lt;strong&gt;The View from the Top&lt;/strong&gt; and the second was &lt;strong&gt;Take the Lead&lt;/strong&gt;. Stupid snow day. I wanted to finish the two movies since they were freaking awesome. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For History, I brought in Michael J Fox's &lt;strong&gt;Back to the Future&lt;/strong&gt;, the first DVD. But gosh, now I think I'm obsessed. D: I have to ask my dad to rent two and three for me soontimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So,&lt;em&gt; that's&lt;/em&gt; Skyler Noah. Isn't he sexy? Gosh, I could eat him for breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But, just imagine that he's not smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because he's angsty. Like Harry Potter. ;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that he has an earring on his left ear too. ;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Idk yet, but I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; he has mind powers. Hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's an orphan. He worked so that he could go to the school.&lt;br /&gt;And he can jump walls. lmfao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7125342991091583223-5269719587525626278?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/5269719587525626278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/bam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/5269719587525626278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/5269719587525626278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/bam.html' title='BAM.'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7125342991091583223.post-192567242427128862</id><published>2008-12-10T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:03:51.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's jump onto the bandwagon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;And so I was peer pressured - cough - into making a blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She has it, she has it, he has it.. so why shouldn't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've never kept a blog before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, no, that's a lie. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I really want to make this one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7125342991091583223-192567242427128862?l=aeipathetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/feeds/192567242427128862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-jump-onto-bandwagon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/192567242427128862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7125342991091583223/posts/default/192567242427128862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aeipathetic.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-jump-onto-bandwagon.html' title='Let&apos;s jump onto the bandwagon!'/><author><name>!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012552967393883174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HUtAwROKJ1Y/SUGHPd7geuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VoOfqvir77w/S220/09-12-25_1609.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
