<?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-2889946319698443633</id><updated>2011-10-06T06:03:19.682-07:00</updated><category term='cholo'/><category term='running for rhett'/><category term='meg and dia'/><category term='summer re-runs'/><category term='senior ball'/><category term='wardrobe 2009'/><category term='confessions of a shopaholic'/><category term='malajube'/><category term='sixth grade'/><category term='beat freaks'/><category term='taurus'/><category term='the hangover'/><category term='middle school'/><category term='college applications'/><category term='anxiety'/><category term='summer'/><category term='the crucible'/><category 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term='getting stronger'/><category term='jumpsuits'/><category term='korea town'/><category term='stress'/><category term='el super taco'/><category term='wongfu productions'/><category term='vlog'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='s.a.d. day'/><category term='eight days'/><category term='french poem'/><category term='doggys'/><category term='summer homework'/><category term='wirrow'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='free tibet'/><category term='we got married'/><category term='post secret'/><category term='arashi'/><category term='kc and jojo'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='presidential candidates'/><category term='big storms'/><category term='cross-dressing'/><category term='flavor of love 3'/><category term='shadows and dust'/><category term='sergio ramos garcia'/><category term='Alice in Wonderland play'/><category term='fallas paredes'/><category term='brian weiss'/><category term='food'/><category term='income taxes'/><category term='mountain dew bottles'/><category term='daniel merriweather'/><category term='gwen stefani'/><category term='kris allen'/><category term='mall'/><category term='kanye west'/><category term='challenge day'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='sundays'/><category term='MY SASSY GIRL'/><category term='ap prep books'/><category term='fountains of wayne'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>the obsessions of two asian teenage best friends</title><subtitle type='html'>obsession: a word used by the lazy to describe the dedicated</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teriyaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetarian'/><title type='text'>hello again, my friend.</title><content type='html'>christina and i were thinking about re-creating this blog because we miss having something to share and look forward to. i mean... for the past year we've been way too busy with work, school, life, family, friends--the college life!--that we have rarely had time to keep in touch and talk like we always used to these past six years. so let me begin...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a revelation today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what the hell i am doing with my life! i know that i've become really addicted to things which have held me back from doing other things. i know that i've become lazy and just don't feel like i really need to do anything at all right now except live everyday the way it comes. but today, i didn't just know those things, i saw those things for what they really were. i've simply lost sight of who i am and what it was i set out to do for myself and the world, ever since i was a young girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so im going to make changes gradually. the first, starting with my diet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eating right, i've realized, is not just for my body but is for the world. i love animals and have felt bad for consuming them ever since i became aware i was killing to eat, but really, i need to cut down on my meat intake. i've been telling myself that i need to start eating healthy and start losing weight for years, but what has compelled me to &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;try and become a vegetarian is the recent oil spill in the gulf. honestly, i'm scared of whats going to happen. the environment is becoming so fragile that i don't even know what to think or how to feel--how to even explain how i feel. maybe this whole 2012 scare is getting to me and i'm simply just noticing the earthquakes, volcano eruptions, tsunamis and natural disasters that happen all the time more this year. or maybe something really is happening. i don't know. all i know is, i know i can do something to make a difference in pollution and slaughter, and i'm going to do it. me going vegetarian is not going to stop the thousands of cows, pigs, chickens and turkeys from dying every day, but atleast i can say that i'm not part of it. atleast i know that no matter how small of a difference it makes it still makes a difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to do it. dieting has always been hard for me, but i've realized, that &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;if i can't commit myself to a simple diet then i really am not going to be able to commit myself to anything important in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note. i'm waiting to hear back from the new job position i took up. i kind of left them a hectic voicemail last week... so i hope they don't think of me differently and decide to not offer me the job because i already gave i love teriyaki my two-week notice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to really miss working at i love teriyaki. well... probably not as much as i feel i am going to right now, but i'll miss it enough. i've had some crazyy horrible times there with customers and co-workers, but i've also had some crazyyy good times there as well. for example, i'm really fond of this one regular. he's extremely sweet and used to always come in and order the same thing every single day. he kind of disappeared for the past few months and i kind of missed him and his friendly hello that put me in a good mood all the time, but i got over it. he came back however! lol. yes, he came back. he came back about a week ago and told me he changed locations for his job so that's why he hadn't come by for so long. today he came in again and he finally, after these past nine months of working at i love teriyaki and serving him, accumulated 650 points on his bonus card and got the $70 gift card. i told him i was leaving and that it was nice to see him finally get the $70 gift card he wanted to get so much for this past year before i left. in return, he told me he was also leaving soon. he told me that he was going to go to the army in four months. it was kind of a sad moment--i don't know if on his part but definitely on my part--because i had grown so fond of him and it seemed like we almost had become friends. we always learned a little more about each other with every encounter. in the end, however, it was simply a "it was nice knowing you." he said that. and what made me feel even more sad was the "take care." i'm not sad because he said it in an emotionless way (which he didn't, despite the way i make it sound), i'm simply sad because we will probably never see each other again. i'm grateful that i love teriyaki was a place that connected me to so many people, even if it was just in the form of a "hello, how are you doing today?" and a "have a nice day! thank you." i'm going to miss having that small connection to others. i really wish i wasn't so stupid and had more to say to him about him leaving for the army though. i really do appreciate all that soldiers sacrifice for this country, and i wish i was able to let him know that. hopefully he comes in again before i leave so i can let him know. and hopefully i'm not an awkward mess like i always am--need to work on that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight. i should be sleeping already because i do have work in the morrow! :) i think because i know i'm not going to be working there any longer, i really am enjoying work these days. haha. my coworkers are probably nicer too, since i'm leaving and they're going to miss me, lol. i'm real nervous about my new job though. ahh. i don't know what to expect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just trying to get myself together, again. not going to stop until i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pancha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-6226344670826089792?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/6226344670826089792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-again-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/6226344670826089792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/6226344670826089792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-again-my-friend.html' title='hello again, my friend.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2472701437248933701</id><published>2010-04-28T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T02:17:33.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>revive.</title><content type='html'>we will bring this blog back to life.&lt;br /&gt;i  miss this blog and actually writing about LIFE not just what i do daily.&lt;br /&gt;i will use my tumblr (empressck.tumblr.com) for my personal use, but i miss our BLOG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets revive it pachia ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;3 --- ck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-2472701437248933701?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2472701437248933701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2010/04/revive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2472701437248933701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2472701437248933701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2010/04/revive.html' title='revive.'/><author><name>empress ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14981698496546012551</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-2889946319698443633.post-4600337748265510709</id><published>2009-09-07T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:40:43.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='push push pull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pachia&apos;s birthday'/><title type='text'>09071991</title><content type='html'>oh my goodness. its my birthday today... and i am legal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hookah, chips, ninja games, charades, and truth or daaarreee! i had a great time last night at birthday party. my only regret was that i didnt take any pictures!!!! i never take pictures anymore, i feel a little sad now. i even did my leopard print michelle phan eyes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired today. i overslept and work was crazyyy. but tommy surprised me with balloons and flowers :D so my lonely birthday day wasnt so lonely after all. afterwards we all went out to eat pho at hoa viet, and then i came back home to do hw for tomorrow... ahhhhh. im speaking in gibberish unorganized words. and im watching this disgusting twisted show called durham county right now with tommy (AGAIN) over the phone. asghsgahhhh. i have only a limited amount of time these days, so i must multitask as much as i can. okay :D i say lonely, because surprisingly the only person to call me on my bday today was aaron my new arc buddy. but i guess my bday love came yesterday. love everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, love, love,&lt;br /&gt;PACHIA the official eighteen year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth. my writing!&lt;br /&gt;(i feel bad i missed push push pull's last concert in sacramento.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-4600337748265510709?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/4600337748265510709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/09/09071991.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/4600337748265510709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/4600337748265510709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/09/09071991.html' title='09071991'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2677619085124687122</id><published>2009-08-21T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:49:54.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pachia&apos;s video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>youtube frenzy.</title><content type='html'>yes, i've become so obsessed with makeup tutorials on youtube, that i've now made my own! it's silly and unprofessional--because i really know nothing about makeup, but i made it anyways to pass the time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-OeywSihPKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-OeywSihPKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;-PACHIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gotta love humming urban stereo &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&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/2889946319698443633-2677619085124687122?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2677619085124687122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/08/youtube-frenzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2677619085124687122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2677619085124687122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/08/youtube-frenzy.html' title='youtube frenzy.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8391101390753015008</id><published>2009-08-13T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:04:39.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr seuss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the lorax'/><title type='text'>unless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chokingplanet.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/lorax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://chokingplanet.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/lorax.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the past week I have been babysitting for my mom's friend's little boy. He is about four years old and in kindergarten. I just babysit him for a couple hours while his mom is at work. I do homework with him and we read a lot of books. I brought him the book, The Lorax by Dr. Seuss. It is one of his favorite books now and I have to read it to him every day! The Lorax is also one of my favorite books because it is such a timeless story. I checked and it was published in 1971 and the lesson about pollution and greediness is just as relevant today as it was in 1971, maybe even MORE! But, sorry, Dr. Seuss we still have not learned. I just realized how powerful this story is today when I reread it to him for the fifth time (yeah took me five times to get the true message?) and I was inspired by this quote: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"...the word of the Lorax seems perfectly clear. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNLESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;someone like you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cares&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a whole awful lot, &lt;em&gt;nothing is going to get better&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That quote is basically my whole motto in life. I live by that meaning. Whatever I do in the future, I want to care a whole awful lot so something will get better, no matter what it is. I love being inspired by books, especially children's books. Reading all the children's books lately make me feel like I want to be a children's book author because they pack such meaningful messages in such simple language. It really is not complicated. By rereading some of my favorite classic books from my childhood, I am finally able to understand what was the real message--not just the happy ending or the pretty pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone will live and learn by that message. DR. SEUSS is the BEST! P.S. I just felt like a double posting today because I wanted this message to stand out more than just my blogging about myself and what I have been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;----ck. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-8391101390753015008?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8391101390753015008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/08/unless_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8391101390753015008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8391101390753015008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/08/unless_13.html' title='unless'/><author><name>empress ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14981698496546012551</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-2889946319698443633.post-3936159604302355978</id><published>2009-08-13T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:54:22.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daniel merriweather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black and white party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa cruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>ain't nothing gonna change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a really good weekend last weekend! I got to dress up for the first time in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOOOONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TIME! I finally got to wear a dress. My friend had her 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at a sushi &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; and I gave her the idea to have a black and white theme and she would wear a different vibrant color. It was fun to see everyone dress up, especially the guys ;). I just wore a simple black bubble dress and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accessorized&lt;/span&gt; with black heels and a black fedora. We had a lot of fun because the host, our other friend was able to hook us up with a private room with karaoke. After we ate sushi, we went to Red Berry for some fro-yo, walked around Safeway and just ended up chilling at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; house for a while. It was a nice night out and I love seeing people who I haven't seen for awhile. Plus it feels good to look pretty in heels once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz6AGpf3lgg/SoSEnxGgaWI/AAAAAAAAABg/GV54MJcBcBg/s1600-h/5768_110128306341_528571341_2332189_4292817_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 337px; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369562474462865762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz6AGpf3lgg/SoSEnxGgaWI/AAAAAAAAABg/GV54MJcBcBg/s400/5768_110128306341_528571341_2332189_4292817_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maggie, Me, &amp;amp; BDAY girl Chrissa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next day, I went to Santa Cruz Boardwalk with my family, my mom's friend's family and Maggie. It was A LOT OF FUN! I haven't been to the ocean in years and I always go to SF beach is never warm enough to swim in. We had a blast playing in the water and trying to body surf. I know this is a stupid comment, but DAMN the OCEAN IS SALTY. It is disgusting but that did not stop us from body surfing and failing and twirling under the water. I got sand everywhere (especially in the most inappropriate areas). It was a fun relaxing day. I want to go back before I leave for SD. I am definetly going to get a boogie board when I go to San Diego. Sadly, I did not really improve my tan that much. I put extra sunblock because I didn't want to burn. But it was still fun :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz6AGpf3lgg/SoSForWQJ9I/AAAAAAAAABw/xlyauIC2z7g/s1600-h/5768_110110221341_528571341_2331720_4449503_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369563589609793490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz6AGpf3lgg/SoSForWQJ9I/AAAAAAAAABw/xlyauIC2z7g/s400/5768_110110221341_528571341_2331720_4449503_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maggie, my sister Bella, Me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz6AGpf3lgg/SoSFlsimFpI/AAAAAAAAABo/zJEs_L2zFuc/s1600-h/5768_110118946341_528571341_2332063_7242246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369563538390390418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz6AGpf3lgg/SoSFlsimFpI/AAAAAAAAABo/zJEs_L2zFuc/s400/5768_110118946341_528571341_2332063_7242246_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maggie + Christina = Magina (does not rhyme with vagina)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On Wednesday I threw a "goodbye" party with my friend Desiree at her house because of the UC Berk kids leaving soon. It was a very successful potluck and party. For once, we actually had REAL food for the potluck, not just chips and soda (because I specifically told them not too!). I made garlic buttered bread with bagels instead of bread because I have a month's supply of bagels from working at a cafe/bakery also. I hadn't seen some people since the beginning of summer but it felt like we saw each other just last week. It was high school all over again, not that I minded. I really enjoyed it--just talking, playing games and spending time with each other without any stresses, worries, or drama. It was just FUN. Though at one point when we were playing massive TABOO (20 people!), I look over at Desiree and had this overwhelming feeling of how much I will miss her. Even though not everyone was my closest friend or the person I could confide in, there were some people there whom I will truely missed as a classmate, as a party friend, as a hangout friend, or a friend to just exchange jokes and pick up lines. I just went over and hugged her and told her "I WILL MISS YOU SO MUCH". It is hard to believe some people are actually leaving. It is hard to believe I am leaving. With six weeks, I am starting to feel those little emotions, those little heart clenching moments. I am not trying to be dramatic or sentimental (I usually am not) but I feel it. It is a different change--moving on. But I just want to focus on the happy moments and not feel sad but happy to see everyone go and about to have the best times of their lives--even though we are not together to enjoy it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz6AGpf3lgg/SoSJVaaNthI/AAAAAAAAACA/KYEGmPn1czw/s1600-h/6170_1205768142494_1177351037_606419_1711308_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369567656692004370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz6AGpf3lgg/SoSJVaaNthI/AAAAAAAAACA/KYEGmPn1czw/s400/6170_1205768142494_1177351037_606419_1711308_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lissah, Lindsey, Me, Sheynie, Desiree &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to live for right now for the time being, just for a little awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/UHw7eQhCYn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UHw7eQhCYn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 571px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/44/l_904c757033cc348c81e06a0f0d548504.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3354/3254176319_0c07e90802_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 478px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3354/3254176319_0c07e90802_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3646/3566432212_29cce19e1f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 416px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3646/3566432212_29cce19e1f_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my personal favorites are the last two. they stood out to me because they reminded me of The Little Prince, which i read and loved in french this year. The fox and the little prince, and then the little prince under the stars on his planet alone under his blanket. i love it. i think its amazing. there are quite a few others too that make me think back to the little prince :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i should start doodling and see if anything comes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was jessica's birthday hang out, and i had lots of fun, though now i'm tirrred. i didnt get home till 2am, and they're having a sleepover tonight but i have work tomorrow so i can't make it :( it's sad that i can no longer be carefree. so many parties this weekend and i dont think i can make it to any of them. ohhhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i figure out my birthday plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pachiaaa&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/2889946319698443633-7185051763982670366?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/7185051763982670366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/08/artistry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/7185051763982670366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/7185051763982670366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/08/artistry.html' title='artistry.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8924276925052796936</id><published>2009-08-04T11:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:03:36.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pachia&apos;s summer job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRUE BLOOD'/><title type='text'>OMFG!</title><content type='html'>if you're wondering what i am obsessed with lately then you should know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://trueslant.com/chrisfallon/files/2009/07/true-blood-hbo-tv-045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 526px;" src="http://trueslant.com/chrisfallon/files/2009/07/true-blood-hbo-tv-045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true blood has taken over my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was last year doing school lunch, that i randomly decided to see what the hype was all about with this new vampire show. so with tommy and jessica, we sat down together next to the computer and watched about half of the season in 10 minutes on hbo.com/trueblood. IT WAS INTENSEEEE! but of course, i kinda forgot about it with you know... yearbook, college, senior year in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then last week it hit me. heyyyyy, i have nothing to do. why not download season one of true blood? and since then my love for it has more than grown, its evolved. i cant stop talking about it. i cant stop thinking about it. i had nightmares that i was a character in it, and then suddenly my dream would end and i would have to wait for the next episode to come out (every night for this whole week)! yes. it has evolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.accesshollywood.com/content/images/99/415x0/99275_tru-blood-a-drink-inspired-by-hbos-vampire-series-true-blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 288px;" src="http://www.accesshollywood.com/content/images/99/415x0/99275_tru-blood-a-drink-inspired-by-hbos-vampire-series-true-blood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG! the tru blood drink is coming out on september 10th. ahhhhhhhhh! i am so excited. ahhh.... so excited, yes i am so excited. i was thinking of pre-ordering it, since its an alcoholic beverage(?) i believe, and i'm not old enough to buy alcohol. but i dont have a credit card! so we shall see how this turns out. anywhoo, im realllyyyyyyy excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have not seen true blood, i advise you to atleast watch the minicap versions on hbo.com/trueblood. it is sooooo dramatic and good (minus the porno sex scenes.. unless you like that stuff). but if you check my twitter, every time i finish an episode, you can tell. i need a true blood buddy to rant with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. well on another note. i got a job :) which i hated at first, but now have come to like. my co-workers are nice. its not really that difficult. and i have good hours (minus having to work on weekends). i do feel a little sad though, that once school starts i will no longer have any weekends. on the days that i dont work, i go to school. on the days that i dont go to school, i work. ahhhh. i miss being a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday's coming up. tru blood gift anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PACHIA&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/2889946319698443633-8924276925052796936?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8924276925052796936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/08/omfg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8924276925052796936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8924276925052796936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/08/omfg.html' title='OMFG!'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-3470551831580441374</id><published>2009-07-23T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:30:11.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tim burton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catch me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice in Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='here we go again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='200'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling over me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demi lovato'/><title type='text'>two-hundredth post!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What in the world could we have possibly written to fill up 200 posts? A bunch of random, crazy things that probably were not interesting read. ^o^ A couple of my friends have influenced me on doing those silly smileys on AIM. Now I test out all different smileys to express my mood online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I really do not have anything profound to say for this special post so I will just update on the usual cool things I have stumbled upon lately. Like example one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LnszdNOnayQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LnszdNOnayQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I loved the Tim Burton remake of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory so I am very excited for this remake of the Disney classic, Alice in Wonderland. Tim Burton does have a love for putting a twist on slightly twisted children classics. Johnny Depp looks very interesting here and I love Anne Hathaway! I can't wait for this to be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demi Lovato just released her new album, Here We Go Again. I loved Demi since her first album. She is much more talented than the rest of the Disney stars who have released albums. She has chops. I wish I could see her in concert but I would probably feel insanely old surrounded by a bunch of 10-13 year old girls. But I made some of my friends love her too so I wouldn't have to go alone! Here are my favorite songs from her album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwPaU8thiKc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwPaU8thiKc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pRESZzeAII0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pRESZzeAII0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zuq9mKEmgBU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zuq9mKEmgBU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lyrically, I like those the best and I love her new soft sound, ESPECIALLY "Catch Me" and "Falling Over Me". I will continue to be a Demi fan as long as she improves and grows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found the coolest site ever, &lt;a href="http://listography.com/empressck"&gt;LISTOGRAPHY&lt;/a&gt;. I am a list type of person, obviously if you have read the last 199 posts,  I probably have made at least twenty lists for myself. I use lists to help me organize my life, plan out my goals, keep me sane because it makes me think I have a plan. Plus it feels good to look at that list and see that things can be crossed off. Well, I stumbled upon listography.com and made myself a personal list page. Some of the lists people make are pretty cool like people they have crushed on, movies they want to see, etc. I just made some plain lists. Though it definetly helps to make lists about things I want to remember it cannot be used for many practical things like a grocery list because I cannot access it without internet access. I need to stop being addicted to misc websites like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit sad I could not come up with cooler things to talk about in the 200th post but still it was something! If only PACHIA would help out and update more often (lazzzzzy....).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;---ck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2889946319698443633-3470551831580441374?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/3470551831580441374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-hundredth-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3470551831580441374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3470551831580441374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-hundredth-post.html' title='two-hundredth post!!!'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-6203304208785797769</id><published>2009-07-14T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T02:35:01.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the beginning'/><title type='text'>the first one</title><content type='html'>Today marks the day where &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it all begins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Today, one of my friends, Angelo was the first to leave for college and he left for the Air Force Academy in Colorado. Now I can complain about being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8 hours&lt;/span&gt; away from home but that does not compare to being a couple states away. How crazy is that. I got to hang out with my friend for his last day before he left tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I havent really talked or hung out with my friend this summer, I was sad to see him go. We have been friends since sophomore year. Yeah 3 years has been a short time but I can say I think of him as a close friend because he has really affected me. Although we haven't really been close this year, I cannot forget what he has done for me for the last couple years. He was there to give me advice, to de-stress me and to be a hardass to me when I needed it. I can honestly say he helped pushed me even though sometimes I just wanted to do better in school just to beat him, not for my own self. But it really did help and I am glad he was there for me. Actually it was me, Hanh, him that kind of had a mini-support group for each other. We would go on jogs during the school year and the summer and as stupid and crazy as it sounds, most of the time we would just be stressing about school and college. WE ALWAYS TALKED ABOUT COLLEGE to each other because there really was no other people we could talk to about it. It really helped to have each other, even if we overwhelmed each other sometimes. I wouldn't trade those memories for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for his last day, we met with a couple friends at In&amp;amp;Out for a bit. They definetly don't have In&amp;amp;Out in Colorado. It was nice to chill and talk and exchange stories. Then afterwards me and Angelo went to Hanh's house. It was us three, the original jogging buddies. We sat in Hanh's backyard and talked for 2 hours about everything -- college, the future, our past, etc. It was fun, even if it wasnt our "last jog". I was glad we were able to spend his last hours with just us three. We even predicted how we would be by Thanksgiving Break. I would be the beach bunny, Hanh the brainy baggy eyed hippie and Angelo the hardcore muscle man. Lets see if the predictions come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs134.snc1/5732_1202127250440_1146349894_30621372_6039731_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs134.snc1/5732_1202127250440_1146349894_30621372_6039731_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs154.snc1/5732_1202127570448_1146349894_30621380_3720770_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs154.snc1/5732_1202127570448_1146349894_30621380_3720770_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second picture, we were doing a self timer and Hanh accidentally clicked the 2 second timer and that is why we look so wild while Angelo looks cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While we were talking, I realized him leaving marks the beginning of everyone leaving. Berkeley kids leave first in Aug 18th??, then CSUS kids later in August, then finally the rest of the UCs will leave by Sept 18th. Pretty crazy. When I leave for UCSD, who will be there to say bye? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not too worried... I know that this only marks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the beginning, not the end&lt;/span&gt;. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop being so cheesy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;---&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-6203304208785797769?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/6203304208785797769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/6203304208785797769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/6203304208785797769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-one.html' title='the first one'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-5857294811815044578</id><published>2009-07-11T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T04:34:28.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six flags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='july 4th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colbie caillat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2ne1'/><title type='text'>emotions keep spinning out</title><content type='html'>I always feel inspired to blog at odd hours in the wee morning or late late at night. It is easier to write when I am the only one awake in the house and I am surrounded by silence. I have been putting off blogging for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on life. Well a couple weeks ago, my friend Chrissa and I threw a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;surprise birthday party&lt;/span&gt; for our friend, Kingston. We took about two weeks to plan it. We wanted to do something really simple with just his good friends and just hanging out. We were very sneaky and great investigators in trying to see what his favorite foods were and who his closest friends (besides us :P) were. We even planned it with his girlfriend to keep him busy. BUT the night before his birthday, an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hiccup in the plan happens&lt;/span&gt;. Chrissa calls Kingston at midnight to say happy birthday AND he tells her since he had no plans for his birthday (because he has no idea bout our party for him), he was going to have friends over at HIS house for pizza and cake. And then the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;PANIIIIC &lt;/span&gt;happened. Chrissa immediately calls me and we jump around on the phone thinking WHAT DO WE DO to bring him over to my house?!! We thought OH NO our PLANS ARE RUINED!! But luckily we got it together and I ended up three-waying with them and slying suggest to Kingston that we should go to my house to go swimming because it would be hot that day. He took the bait, hoook line and sinker! He realized then he would only invite a couple people that we knew. It was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the day of his birthday (and suprise party), Chrissa and I were supposed to go to Kingston's house to eat pizza and cake and then come back to my house to get the house ready for the party. But that would have been too much of a time constraint so we called him at separate times to tell him we were too busy to come and we would see him at my house. He sounded so DISAPPOINTED on the phone it was almost heartbreaking to lie to him. So we got the house ready, made his favorite dessert (strawberry cheesecake) and prepared the "surprise". People barely made it on time and then we ended up having to wait for KINGSTON to arrive. Chrissa and I had told some of our friends to go to Kingston's house to keep him busy until it was time for the party. I had everyone go to the garage to surprise him but the first time we thought he was coming, he didnt come. He ended up telling our friends to go ahead without him because he was packing up the pizza and cake to bring to my house. So we then had to WAIT AGAIN. Finally Kingston arrived and as me and a couple people helped him carry the food in my house, I told Kingston, " Oh Kingston, put your shoes in the garage ". He opens the door and BAM, poppers go off and everyone yells "SURPRISE". It was super SWEET. He had no idea we had planned the party and he was truely surprised. He was so oblivious to the fact that we were having a surprise party that he thought we had all forgotten his birthday or DIDN't CARE! It was amazing. It was a really good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other crap going on in my life. I've just had family over from Washington and they have been occupying my life for a couple weeks now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4th of July &lt;/span&gt;was okay with the family. I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Six Flags&lt;/span&gt; with my little cousins and aunts and uncle. I had the ridiculous rules that Six Flags Discovery Kingdom has now. On most rides they no longer have cubbies on the sides so you have to put your stuff in a stupid locker for a dollar. And you cannot leave anything on the side of the ride besides FLIP FLOPS. I was wearing these cute black flats that I had just got because we didn't know we were going to Six Flags until like midnight the night before and I slept over my aunt's house. When I go to ride Roar, I put my flats on the side because I saw a couple people had done that. However, the stupid lady tells me that only flip flops are allowed on the side of the ride. Freaking ridiculous. So I have to hold my shoes and I stupidly put them behind my back (thinking that it would stay) but I forgot the bottom of the seat was not sealed and had a hole so I lost ONE SHOE on the RIDE!!! It was devastating. My uncle bought me flipflops at Six Flags to make up for it. Or else I would have been &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;SHOELESS&lt;/span&gt;  the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs154.snc1/5732_1200398967234_1146349894_30612997_5269008_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 266px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs154.snc1/5732_1200398967234_1146349894_30612997_5269008_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs154.snc1/5732_1200399207240_1146349894_30613003_7312947_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 266px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs154.snc1/5732_1200399207240_1146349894_30613003_7312947_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th of july with the cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iv8cEciLJZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iv8cEciLJZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the day of 4th of July, our family (extended &amp;amp; mine) went to eat dimsum at King's Palace and while the adults were still eating, I took the kids back to the car because the babies (my sister Sophie &amp;amp; cousin Grace) were getting restless. Tiffany (my sister) was entertaining Sophie (on my lap) by putting the stuffed animal in her mouth and shaking it like a dog. I have never heard Sophie laugh so hard and laugh so much at one time. For a baby, Sophie is reserved with people outside of our immediate family. She just stares at people or doesn't look at them. She doesnt like to be touched by many people besides just our family. So it was pretty funny watching her reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie also just turned 1 on 7/7. It would have been cool if she was born 7/7/07 but instead she is 7/7/08. I will be very sad if I leave for UCSD and I come back and Sophie doesn't recognize me. My sisters and I were gone for two days at my aunt's house and we came back today and Sophie looked pretty happy to see us. By the time I come back for winter break, Sophie will be TALKING! She can walk but her talking skills are bare minimum. She calls everyone "Appa" which is Korean for father. I only have 11 weeks with her left for her to call me "Unni" (Korean for older sister).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlhydOlB9mI/AAAAAAAABvc/3e7MmjAPyz4/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlhydOlB9mI/AAAAAAAABvc/3e7MmjAPyz4/s320/052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357157603212392034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, she has natural curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I rented &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes Season 1 &lt;/span&gt;from the library because I have been hearing how awesome Heroes is from my friends since like sophomore year. I started watching it and IT IS SO DAMN ADDICTING AND CRAZY. I LOVE IT. My siblings and I all watch it together (even my sister Tiffany who is 10!!!). I love the different intertwining stories and the superpowers. I love how it is very suspenseful but not crazy like Lost. Lost scares the crap out of me but I am more in awe at the suspense in Heroes. I fall in love with Milo Ventimiglia more in HEROES! And Masi Oka is the cutest thing ever. I love Japanese people. I love the message it sends that there are special people out there who are meant to do more. I really do believe more people need to have faith in their role in the world, superpowers or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://screenrant.com/wp-content/uploads/2008_heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 218px;" src="http://screenrant.com/wp-content/uploads/2008_heroes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ordinary people can do extraordinary things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two songs I have on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FsVaPGQM3R/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FsVaPGQM3R/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I originally was going to do a "short post".&lt;br /&gt;----christina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2889946319698443633-5857294811815044578?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5857294811815044578/comments/default' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlhydOlB9mI/AAAAAAAABvc/3e7MmjAPyz4/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8313697199546054532</id><published>2009-07-05T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:32:09.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='july 4th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='june'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='july'/><title type='text'>g'byee june, hello juuly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camping with hmong club :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDfwpw0TtI/AAAAAAAABu0/kXXlkHaYQAY/s1600-h/photoshoppedcamping.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDfwpw0TtI/AAAAAAAABu0/kXXlkHaYQAY/s400/photoshoppedcamping.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355025983880842962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having cute twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDfwJgnaTI/AAAAAAAABus/Zlx63PH0Cp8/s1600-h/photoshoppedcamping2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDfwJgnaTI/AAAAAAAABus/Zlx63PH0Cp8/s400/photoshoppedcamping2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355025975222954290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being dirrty and khev dub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDfv9QRcCI/AAAAAAAABuk/TzTkAaV419g/s1600-h/photoshoppedcamping1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDfv9QRcCI/AAAAAAAABuk/TzTkAaV419g/s400/photoshoppedcamping1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355025971933179938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;capturing ghosts on camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDbjeICq6I/AAAAAAAABsk/lQfjou8Hzhc/s1600-h/ghosts.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDbjeICq6I/AAAAAAAABsk/lQfjou8Hzhc/s400/ghosts.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355021359372217250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makeup days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDhVLEM9NI/AAAAAAAABvE/QyAJ2Y-qfYA/s1600-h/makeupdays.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDhVLEM9NI/AAAAAAAABvE/QyAJ2Y-qfYA/s400/makeupdays.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355027710807438546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDhUtt8KvI/AAAAAAAABu8/ptO5w8XEvfI/s1600-h/darien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDhUtt8KvI/AAAAAAAABu8/ptO5w8XEvfI/s400/darien.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355027702929435378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDbkKx7JaI/AAAAAAAABss/-qAOJENcn3s/s1600-h/wrestling.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDbkKx7JaI/AAAAAAAABss/-qAOJENcn3s/s400/wrestling.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355021371359045026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharks and starfishies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDblPo8cBI/AAAAAAAABs0/WH4RZ7DyqMc/s1600-h/cuppycakes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDblPo8cBI/AAAAAAAABs0/WH4RZ7DyqMc/s400/cuppycakes.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355021389843427346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mathieu's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDbmKWWcBI/AAAAAAAABs8/JKVhWHXuV5g/s1600-h/familycakes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDbmKWWcBI/AAAAAAAABs8/JKVhWHXuV5g/s400/familycakes.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355021405603131410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mini tornadoes and sprinkler time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdTPY6mxI/AAAAAAAABuc/Rg3ZsSNM7nc/s1600-h/minitornadoesandsprinklers.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdTPY6mxI/AAAAAAAABuc/Rg3ZsSNM7nc/s400/minitornadoesandsprinklers.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023279561808658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken hoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdSOQiMGI/AAAAAAAABuU/_brIVyb4rnY/s1600-h/brokenhoesandkiddies.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdSOQiMGI/AAAAAAAABuU/_brIVyb4rnY/s400/brokenhoesandkiddies.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023262078349410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDioEU-B9I/AAAAAAAABvM/9DaHLNB7CM8/s1600-h/mus.com.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDioEU-B9I/AAAAAAAABvM/9DaHLNB7CM8/s400/mus.com.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355029134927857618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morningglories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdE8LZk6I/AAAAAAAABuM/ngrSZyqsVJA/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdE8LZk6I/AAAAAAAABuM/ngrSZyqsVJA/s400/IMG_1138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023033886675874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdEv8OpWI/AAAAAAAABuE/BbrJbVZRaYo/s1600-h/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdEv8OpWI/AAAAAAAABuE/BbrJbVZRaYo/s400/IMG_1143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023030601819490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdEbzo4wI/AAAAAAAABt8/MFh-CCm9jno/s1600-h/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDdEbzo4wI/AAAAAAAABt8/MFh-CCm9jno/s400/IMG_1141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355023025197081346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDcj1zqynI/AAAAAAAABtU/L-VLMLagPNo/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDcj1zqynI/AAAAAAAABtU/L-VLMLagPNo/s400/IMG_1193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355022465240844914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDcjnsurNI/AAAAAAAABtM/1OtTB3Tg5_0/s1600-h/IMG_1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDcjnsurNI/AAAAAAAABtM/1OtTB3Tg5_0/s400/IMG_1209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355022461453642962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDcjDa5tMI/AAAAAAAABtE/8EmULBULDFw/s1600-h/IMG_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SlDcjDa5tMI/AAAAAAAABtE/8EmULBULDFw/s400/IMG_1175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355022451715192002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss june. summer's going by wayyy tooo fast! like life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:800;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; --- PACHIAA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-8313697199546054532?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='hello kitty'/><title type='text'>i hate you</title><content type='html'>I got back from UCSD orientation on Tuesday morning. Orientation made me REALLY REALLY excited for college. I am almost ready to pack up my things and go. The hard part would be the actually packing though. I have no idea what to bring! I realized I still have the abilities to make friends but I am horrible at small talk. But that doesn't stop me from talking to people. I wasn't very nervous (maybe because I had one friend with me). I just can't wait for the new opportunities, the possibilities, etc. Though I realized I don't think I will be that happy with the food. I think I'd rather cook for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I first walked onto the ERC green for orientation, it is 7am and this Asian guy is djing and he was bumping crazy techno. It created an awkward ambience. Everyone is tired and nervouse. As I was waiting in line for my orientation stuff, I suddenly heard WONDER GIRLS - NOBODY. Crazy right. So the dj was Korean and he was wearing these tight black shorts. And I see him dancing like it was a gay bar. Booty everywhere, bumping left and right. It was an interesting sight. I was super excited because he turned out to be my orientation leader. He was funny but also really informative about UCSD. He was also really FABULLLOOOUS. He is supposed to be an RA. Hope he is my RA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I got home at like 4 in the morning, I woke up at like 10 am to go eat dimsum with my friends. The dimsum was yummy and I was super full. Afterwards we just were being silly and went to Vinh Phat to grab snacks and hang at Corn's house. I love chill days like that. We ended up watching random korean drama makeout scenes from Coffee Prince and Goong. And then Tiffany showed us wonderful 2pm videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends have been on a 2pm obsession mode ever since the Again and Again MV which I showed to them. After that and Idol Army 2pm, we were gone! I love these boys!!!! They are the only men who I tolerate with eyeliner and who still look like MEN!!! Especially in the third video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p6swQrmQvos&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p6swQrmQvos&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cajMr4oMdf8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cajMr4oMdf8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCfFw2bctYA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCfFw2bctYA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw the coolest thing online!  A HELLO KITTY HOUSE! Now I've heard of a hello kitty themed wedding (even I think that is crazy) but a hello kitty house sounds somewhat appealing. I like the inside decor better than the outside though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://toomuchfreetime.eu/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/hello-kitty-castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://toomuchfreetime.eu/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/hello-kitty-castle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://toomuchfreetime.eu/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/hello-kitty-castle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://toomuchfreetime.eu/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/hello-kitty-castle2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geekologie.com/2009/06/09/hello%20kitty%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.geekologie.com/2009/06/09/hello%20kitty%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part of the decor is that the pinks are not too tacky and everything is tasteful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a song to enjoy. Madonna is quite amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad I could not find the original cd version.&lt;br /&gt;Then you could hear Pharrell in the bridge saying "left" and "right" on separate speakers.&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty cool. Adam showed me the song on the way back from SD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Es9yIdzk_k/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Es9yIdzk_k/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=Es9yIdzk_k" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=Es9yIdzk_k" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=Es9yIdzk_k" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=Es9yIdzk_k" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/Es9yIdzk_k/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/UlhekYH/music/00as-xU3/madonna-give-it-2-me/"&gt;Give It 2 Me - Madonna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--christina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2889946319698443633-8153600166199674298?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8153600166199674298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8153600166199674298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8153600166199674298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-you.html' title='i hate you'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2768781532470183065</id><published>2009-06-23T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:13:41.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>makeup frenzy</title><content type='html'>i've been obsessed with watching makeup tutorials on youtube! i started off with michelle phan (ricebunny), and now that i've made my way over to bubby (bubzbeauty) and i can't stop watching--because she has a bajillion videos! ah! i'm listening to her vlog right now as i type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of this makeup-watching has really inspired me to begin wearing makeup as well. but as a girl who doesnt wear much makeup, im finding it a little difficult getting started on collecting my own set. i made a trip to sephora with my aunt and mom the other day, and of course i was expecting the prices to be crazy, but i wasnt expecting them to be that off the charts. i'm never going to ever have a makeup set if i'm expecting all of my eyeshadows and brushes to be top-notch mac. however, luckily, thanks to my youtube browsing, i've come across the makeup brand, ELF :D and its amazing! almost everything is a dollar. from brushes, to nailpolishes, to eyeshadows, to bronzers. and the thing is, most of them have really high reviews too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.damnilikethat.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/elf-professional-complet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 442px;" src="http://www.damnilikethat.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/elf-professional-complet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12 brushes for $12...&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i am really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i need to do now, is find a job! and honestly, i'm getting really desperate. i need to get started on my life real bad. i've just been home being a junkie for the past week, playing on my new ipod touch and checking twitter every 10 minutes--its horrible. and once you get stuck on it, you become really lazy and tired. i dont want to do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody call mee. motivate me to finally get my license and get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pachia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-2768781532470183065?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2768781532470183065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/makeup-frenzy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2768781532470183065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2768781532470183065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/makeup-frenzy.html' title='makeup frenzy'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2219951280616460167</id><published>2009-06-21T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:03:28.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady gaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bradley cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green tea coca-cola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kris allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hangover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin bartha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shadows and dust'/><title type='text'>can you say SEXY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.highsnobette.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/sad4-540x448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.highsnobette.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/sad4-540x448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SEXY right??&lt;br /&gt;Shadows &amp;amp; Dust A/F 09&lt;br /&gt;Leather is back baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-2558-image5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://www.clickthecity.com/img2/articles/CTC-2558-image5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another SEXY!&lt;br /&gt;Justin Bartha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/3400000/Bradley-Cooper-bradley-cooper-3469693-297-445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 375px;" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/3400000/Bradley-Cooper-bradley-cooper-3469693-297-445.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRADLEY COOPER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw The Hangover yesterday with Chrissa and Adrienne. That movie is FREAKING HILARIOUS!!!! I love that it wasn't one of those comedies that were ruined by continuous advertisements and by a trailer that reveals all the good parts. And it wasn't too sexually explicit. It was a good combination of good actors and hilarious writing. And what I also love is most of the actors are somewhat obscure though of course I recognized Justin from NATIONAL TREASURE and Bradley from He's Not That Into You. This movie made me want to have a hilarious drunk crazy night with my girlfriends in Vegas. Once we turn 21 of course. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.entertainment.sky.com/image/unscaled/2009/5/28/The-Hangover-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 223px;" src="http://media.entertainment.sky.com/image/unscaled/2009/5/28/The-Hangover-08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i43.tinypic.com/zxpavd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 344px;" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/zxpavd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly sexy but interesting right?&lt;br /&gt;Green tea coca-cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have orientation for UCSD on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Yikes! I hope I will have some pics and stories to share when I come back.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't shared music in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/pYkzZBbE45/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/pYkzZBbE45/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=pYkzZBbE45" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=pYkzZBbE45" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=pYkzZBbE45" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=pYkzZBbE45" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/pYkzZBbE45/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ladygaga/music/7N8GmmdN/lady-gaga-eh-eh-nothing-else-i-can-say/"&gt;Eh, Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say) - Lady Gaga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/tvOBNz-vKy/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/tvOBNz-vKy/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; 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font-style: italic;"&gt;-christina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2889946319698443633-2219951280616460167?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2219951280616460167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-you-say-sexy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2219951280616460167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2219951280616460167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-you-say-sexy.html' title='can you say SEXY?'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/zxpavd_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-6790712597028655429</id><published>2009-06-18T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:21:48.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rockband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im a celebrity get me out of here'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rockband2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='left4dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports hype'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world war z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='max brooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volleyball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultimate frisbee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><title type='text'>the hype</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will express what my summer has been like in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://epicself.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/tennis_img_550x312shkl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 200px;" src="http://epicself.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/tennis_img_550x312shkl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chekminus.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/rock-band-2-box-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 200px;" src="http://chekminus.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/rock-band-2-box-art.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sacredheartsports.com/Images/volleyball/volleyball_player.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 294px;" src="http://www.sacredheartsports.com/Images/volleyball/volleyball_player.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://froccer.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/ultgram-300x223.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 223px;" src="http://froccer.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/ultgram-300x223.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://genkisk.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/left-4-dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 198px;" src="http://genkisk.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/left-4-dead.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amygrindhouse.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/im-a-celebrity-get-me-out-of-here-usa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 302px;" src="http://amygrindhouse.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/im-a-celebrity-get-me-out-of-here-usa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am lucky that this summer I am not just laying around the couch watching mindless tv. Well I still am but for the last two weeks since summer has started my friends and I have been on a super sports hype. The awesome thing is that there is a nice big park right across the street from my house and I have just started finding out I have many friends who live very close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it started with a couple of us playing tennis almost every day in the evening. Then one day I found a frisbee and we decided to try ultimate frisbee. Now when I first heard of ultimate frisbee I thought &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WOW SUPER LAME &lt;/span&gt;but man, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I WAS WRONG!! &lt;/span&gt;That game is surprisingly intense and lots of fun. And lots of RUNNNNNNING. I haven't ran so much since pe in sophomore year. So we decided to have a big ultimate frisbee day and we played for quite awhile. Then the other day we had a volleyball day. My friend even bought a new volleyball set. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But word to the wise, do not buy a volleyball set at Walmart for 20 bucks if you decide to playfully crash into the volleyball net because you will BREAK it. &lt;/span&gt;Yes that did happen but it was fixable. Today we played ultimate frisbee then SOCCER. My legs really ache. I can honestly say I have not had so much physical activity than I have had in these last couple weeks. But I really think exercising by playing outdoors with your friends really gives you motivation to be healthy and have fun at the same time. Without that competitive drive or the fun factor, I would end up staying inside for three months getting pasty and flabby! I love this sports hype!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also since we graduated two weeks ago, I have attended multiple grad parties. And for some reason, at most of those grad parties or parties I have gone to, we have played rock band and rock band 2 numerous times. Since I do not own rock band, I was able to gradually go from easy to medium on guitar. Whoot to me. However my pinky SUCKS!  The drums are not too bad either. Of course I rock at the vocals. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Since I am tired of singing the same five typical songs&lt;/span&gt; (Maps by Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Move Along by American Reject, both paramore songs, Dani California - Red Hot Chili Peppers, anything by the killers, etc), &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my friend and I decided we should educate ourselves on all those crazy rock songs on rockband and youtube the songs and actually listen to them so we could familiarize ourselves with the songs.&lt;/span&gt; I am so excited for next rockband party because I really liked Celebrity Skin by Hole (Courtney Love's band). Though I realized when I finally listened to most of the songs, I recognize them because of hours wasted watching VH1's top rock songs or VH1's I love the 80's and other shows like that on VH1. VH1 has educated on the majority of my pop culture history that is prior to the 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized what has also been missing in my life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;LEFT 4 DEAD.&lt;/span&gt; The most awesome zombie killing game ever. I played it for three days straight. My friend and I were first introduced to it when we went to another friend's house after a grad party. The guys were just playing left 4 dead and we got hooked. Though I really suck at the whole two joint sticks (one for the direction of vision and the other for direction of your body) and the other five other buttons. Half the time I just couldnt figure out how to get out of the corner and around places. But I got okay at it. I was able to go through a whole mission by myself without dying in the first five minutes. Though I felt mentally drained after playing it for three hours. I do not know how guys can play games for hours at end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of ZOMBIES, I read this book before the year ended called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World War Z&lt;/span&gt; which was recommended to me by a friend. It was damn interesting. I have a personal love for zombie movies. This book seriously made me feel as if I should be prepared for a crucial zombie attack because zombies are the worst enemy because they are the WALKING DEAD so they already died and it is pretty damn hard to kill them again. But honestly this is great book because it narrates different points of views of the zombie war from all over the world and shows you how it spreads around the world. The author also does a great job of analyzing all aspects of the real world such as government, how humans interact with each other during a crisis, economics, etc. This guy is truly genius. There are rumours of it being turned into a movie and of course the movie can never measure up to the book but I would definetly go see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gameaxis.com/img/blog/1930/Image/WorldWarZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 386px;" src="http://www.gameaxis.com/img/blog/1930/Image/WorldWarZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and I have been sucked into watching that show I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of HERE because there is nothing better on television lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-6790712597028655429?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/6790712597028655429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/hype.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/6790712597028655429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/6790712597028655429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/hype.html' title='the hype'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-1691894912366428101</id><published>2009-06-10T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:38:44.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jumpsuits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overalls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals for summer'/><title type='text'>summer breeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons why I have not been blogging lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying to get through the last couple months of senior year without blowing my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have lost all interest in everything on the internet except facebook; yes even lost interest fashion for awhile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;should have been working on my senior project and getting my life together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying to cram every minute that i did not devote to educational purposes to hanging out with high school friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ran out of witty subjects to blog about&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons why I should be blogging again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;it is summer; NO SCHOOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am officially done with high school (oh such a scary thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have three months of nothing to do until college starts (another scary thought)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;need to get back into the blogging habit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it has been a long hiatus since me and Pachia have been on here. Well we had good reasons because we were trying to survive the last couple months of senior year! So many things to do like senior project, senior boards, senior activities, graduation, etc! Well it is all over and I am happy. Summer is finally here. But sadly Sacramento has been a bit windy so it feels no different. So we have finally passed a "rite of passage" in our lives. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We graduated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4486/71/58/1146349894/n1146349894_30540672_6105806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 225px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4486/71/58/1146349894/n1146349894_30540672_6105806.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4486_1180394027123_1146349894_30540671_4216726_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 226px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4486_1180394027123_1146349894_30540671_4216726_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How do I feel about not being in high school anymore? Great. I thought I would have some life-changing emotions flowing through me during the ceremony but I was just content and mostly bored. Maybe it is because I know I am going to see my good friends over summer (and I have been seeing them a lot lately over the last couple days). Maybe it is because I know it won't come to an end until September when we all "leave". Maybe it is because everything always hits me at the very end and I will be the one bawling my eyes out on the trip to San Diego. But, I do not feel anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have noticed a difference. I have noticed that everything isnt exactly the same. I already accepted the fact that people drift. It has happened to me but I am not the type of person to feel heartbroken about it. But I already see it happening NOW. I am not the type of person to drop a friend over one mistake. That is not how friendships are maintained and I know I do not want to lose a close friend for a mistake that can be forgiven and changed. I just wish others would feel the same "forgive and forget" as I do. But that doesnt mean I am going to blindsight the major issue. I would rather address it then drop the friend and ignore the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at my four years in high school, I am satisfied. I have done all I could and tried my best and I have gotten the best results. A friend asked me if there was anything I could change about my four years and I realized I do not have anything I would change. Everything happened for a reason. I didn't start off with a great freshman year but I learned from that and I knew that I wanted to have a great high school experience and my goal was set to have fun sophomore year. And fun I did have. I made great friends who I hope to keep. I learned so much in the last four years by my teachers, friends and from myself. I did not have an awesome life changing experience in high school, but I know I can look back happily at those memories and move on forward knowing who I am a little better. I know starting college will be a little scary but I have the experience from high school to know that it is always scary in the beginning but in the end, it is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my senior project I wrote and published a book called &lt;a href="http://www.blurb.com/books/682004"&gt;How to Survive High School: A Senior's Memoirs. &lt;/a&gt;You can preview it on the site. It really sums up the little tips I learned over my four years and talks about things that we always talk about our peers with but never really try and extend the information to people who need it. I found a quote that sums up high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="subject"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad; it's what you do in between that counts the most."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Summer seems very long this year. I have exactly three months because I do not leave until mid-September for UCSD. I am ALREADY BORED because I do not have a job this summer. I need to seriously search for one. I wish it was just as easy as it was last time to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summer goals&lt;/span&gt; (because we all need some)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go skinny dipping at least once&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go streaking at least once (however not fully naked...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;look for perfect jumpsuit and perfect overalls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;It is a summer and I do not feel like dressing up every day. I will be living in my boxer shorts or my cutup denim shorts and plain tees. But I really want to find the perfect jumpsuit and overalls. I am not into the harem pants jumpsuits. I know 80's is coming back but I prefer the modified 80's look, not the tacky over the top ones. I wanted the somewhat loose, tailored jumpsuit look or the fitted look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets0.chictopia.com/photos/maximillia/4467152175/4467152175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 404px;" src="http://assets0.chictopia.com/photos/maximillia/4467152175/4467152175.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets0.chictopia.com/photos/Bex99/7406141051/7406141051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 353px;" src="http://assets0.chictopia.com/photos/Bex99/7406141051/7406141051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have also been wanting overall shorts since like sophomore year when I saw this really cute senior girl wear them with a frilly top. It was inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets0.chictopia.com/photos/melty/8861182246/8861182246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 342px;" src="http://assets0.chictopia.com/photos/melty/8861182246/8861182246.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/57181453-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 332px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/57181453-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images courtesy of chictopia and forever21. I wish lookbook would let us copy the images. They have some awesome pics of overalls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-1691894912366428101?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1691894912366428101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-breeze.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1691894912366428101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1691894912366428101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-breeze.html' title='summer breeze'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2962906657554843414</id><published>2009-06-03T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:54:14.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what has happened?</title><content type='html'>high school is ending forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pachia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-2962906657554843414?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2962906657554843414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-has-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2962906657554843414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2962906657554843414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-has-happened.html' title='what has happened?'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8124937052103656874</id><published>2009-04-12T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T03:24:35.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'>mission: to get my life back on track</title><content type='html'>I am having one of those "awake at 3am" moments. Ever since I read about it in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily's Quest&lt;/span&gt;, I've been thinking what they feel like. Let me tell you, not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is why I am having one of those moments. Senior year is the worst year because procrastination becomes like a sickness. I thought I was able to fight it off junior year and I was sort of handling it this year. But it has become worse as spring break has gone by. Why? Because I know I got into the college I want and I do not care much of high school except to get decent grades (hello to STRAIGHT C's!) and get my diploma. No I won't get straight C's, I have too much pride, but I am going down that ugly road. I could not go to sleep because of anxiety over my ap literature homework, spring break is over, I need to face my troubles, I am graduating, I am thinking about how graduation day will be, my senior project is a mess, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So TO SOLVE THIS, time for a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;things need to be done by end of this month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;senior project needs to be DONE?!!?!?!?!? 3 weeks to get a book or something.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;suck up and start doing homework for my classes on time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take lots of photos for photo1 and my book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;turn in stuff for ucsd (fasfa verification forms before may1st)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cram for aps; start to CARE again &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a senior ball dress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pay dues for sober grad night, yearbook, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I may need to add more to this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will get motivation for life again. And get over my anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some portraits for photo1 and they came out interesting. I've been watching lots of movies over spring break and I will do post about them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SeG-Bs2o6rI/AAAAAAAABsE/BoGN-bfkYus/s1600-h/portrait+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SeG-Bs2o6rI/AAAAAAAABsE/BoGN-bfkYus/s400/portrait+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323745170958117554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SeG-eFlBQMI/AAAAAAAABsM/kWxnboHdO9k/s1600-h/portrait+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SeG-eFlBQMI/AAAAAAAABsM/kWxnboHdO9k/s400/portrait+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323745658631438530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SeHAvUmAWBI/AAAAAAAABsU/wjAZ1qKmPCg/s1600-h/portrait+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SeHAvUmAWBI/AAAAAAAABsU/wjAZ1qKmPCg/s400/portrait+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323748153743136786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SeHBEaipg-I/AAAAAAAABsc/AsHrkMhqP2A/s1600-h/portrait+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SeHBEaipg-I/AAAAAAAABsc/AsHrkMhqP2A/s400/portrait+057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323748516116923362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina. &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/2889946319698443633-8124937052103656874?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8124937052103656874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/04/mission-to-get-my-life-back-on-track.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8124937052103656874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8124937052103656874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/04/mission-to-get-my-life-back-on-track.html' title='mission: to get my life back on track'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SeG-Bs2o6rI/AAAAAAAABsE/BoGN-bfkYus/s72-c/portrait+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-1114172390740104412</id><published>2009-04-11T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T14:12:24.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mills college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uc santa cruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>the future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://vlsida.soe.ucsc.edu/images/ucscview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 596px; height: 394px;" src="http://vlsida.soe.ucsc.edu/images/ucscview.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the hills were way intense. but i have a feeling that if i do go there, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; love it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;santa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cruz&lt;/span&gt; is covered with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;treeees&lt;/span&gt;, and it feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;amazzzziinnggg&lt;/span&gt;-- like you're forever in a theme/state park camping on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tour was at 1:00pm and i was super nervous that i wasn't going to make it on time since we left the house at 10:00am! however, we made it on time, despite getting lost and driving back and forth relentlessly! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; never been down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;socal&lt;/span&gt; (though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;santa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cruz&lt;/span&gt; is not really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;socal&lt;/span&gt;), so the car ride was really interesting, just looking at the scenery. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tommy&lt;/span&gt; came along too, but he mainly slept on the way there, so we did not get to share the beauty of the scenery together. however we did enjoy looking at the billions of cows on the way back home, and were pretty surprised to see that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ucsc&lt;/span&gt; has their own cows on their own farm when we got on campus! however i think we were more surprised when we came upon deers running around on our excursion back to the car. what can i say, it was a day full of surprises. and i think my parents like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ucsc&lt;/span&gt; too... they just don't want me to go to school so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall i really like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;santa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cruz&lt;/span&gt;. it's close to the beach, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; really feel like a beach-crazed campus (atleast to me). and you can hide up in the hills on the campus when you want to get away from the crowded city-life, but the campus itself is also very lively and energetic, so it's never completely deserted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure really how friendly everyone is, since i didn't really talk to anyone and i was only there for the tour, but the people that i did talk to were friendly. and i thought it was really cool how the buildings are built like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;legos&lt;/span&gt;, so that if they ever want to move a building, get rid of it, or builid a new one, all they have to do is dissemble the pieces and it's as if it was never there at all--very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;eco&lt;/span&gt;-friendly. plus it's super nice how the boardwalk is a heartbeat away. and that the town is kinda in the middle of everything, so it's not too far from home or from other big fun places like LA and SF :) but i can't really decide until my financial aid packet comes in. and i HAVE to go visit mills college as well, before i can make my decision. however as of right now, it could be both schools or neither. it really all depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny though, because today i took two quizzes on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;, one about what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;uc&lt;/span&gt; i belong to and the other about what city in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;california&lt;/span&gt; would suit me, and it turned out that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;uc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;santa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;cruz&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;oakland&lt;/span&gt; are my perfect matches. i know you can't rely on random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; quizzes, but i still felt like it was a funny and interesting coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;! SPRING BREAK IS OFFICIALLY OVER AFTER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;TOMORROWWWW&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pachia&lt;/span&gt; is pooped&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/2889946319698443633-1114172390740104412?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1114172390740104412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/04/future.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1114172390740104412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1114172390740104412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/04/future.html' title='the future?'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8612662177815386336</id><published>2009-04-09T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:17:29.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clearlake'/><title type='text'>Mountaineers</title><content type='html'>my clearlake family excursion went pretty swell :) family time is always fun, and this time it was just as good. we stayed in a resort with one couch, two armchairs, two bathrooms, four stovetops, and seven beds, which sounds like a lot, but when packed with 26 people (half of which were crazy little crazy kiddies!!), it becomes pretty hectic. but nevertheless, it was still fun. we went picnicking, fishing, and swimming--the usual family activities--and i felt like we were cooking nonstop 24/7. i took lots of pictures, especially driving around looking at the scenery, but i'm sad now because i barely have any pictures of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5Afdo58mI/AAAAAAAABrU/sQ-zn7kUdMA/s1600-h/IMG_4225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5AfMhvAyI/AAAAAAAABrE/JvIXyH3Z03I/s400/IMG_4117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322762714281345826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5AfKFUCCI/AAAAAAAABq8/_4ZunWe7jwQ/s1600-h/IMG_4111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5AfKFUCCI/AAAAAAAABq8/_4ZunWe7jwQ/s400/IMG_4111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322762713625266210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5Ae7QASJI/AAAAAAAABq0/QcBOvym70Jc/s1600-h/IMG_4112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5Ae7QASJI/AAAAAAAABq0/QcBOvym70Jc/s400/IMG_4112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322762709643577490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BHJ8fVjI/AAAAAAAABr8/gFIL28ETrnM/s1600-h/IMG_4308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BHJ8fVjI/AAAAAAAABr8/gFIL28ETrnM/s400/IMG_4308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322763400783025714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BHMWtMhI/AAAAAAAABr0/AflnAguMEzk/s1600-h/IMG_4150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BHMWtMhI/AAAAAAAABr0/AflnAguMEzk/s400/IMG_4150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322763401429856786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BGsvMpOI/AAAAAAAABrc/Byi3XLnNquI/s1600-h/IMG_4101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BGsvMpOI/AAAAAAAABrc/Byi3XLnNquI/s400/IMG_4101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322763392942646498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BGkaS-nI/AAAAAAAABrk/5Mp0_0K4s6o/s1600-h/IMG_4102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BGkaS-nI/AAAAAAAABrk/5Mp0_0K4s6o/s400/IMG_4102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322763390707497586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BGydqOxI/AAAAAAAABrs/s3kVnOF0SjI/s1600-h/IMG_4103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5BGydqOxI/AAAAAAAABrs/s3kVnOF0SjI/s400/IMG_4103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322763394479700754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't all of my babies cuuute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;PACHIA!&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/2889946319698443633-8612662177815386336?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8612662177815386336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/04/mountaineers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8612662177815386336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8612662177815386336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/04/mountaineers.html' title='Mountaineers'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sd5Afdo58mI/AAAAAAAABrU/sQ-zn7kUdMA/s72-c/IMG_4225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8055348674764263887</id><published>2009-04-07T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T02:31:39.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san diego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ucsd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lollipop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super junior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2ne1'/><title type='text'>the freaking future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like many other high school seniors (in California I guess), I went to visit college(s) this weekend. I visited my college of choice: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;UC SAN DIEGO&lt;/span&gt;!!! So I was anticipating all week for that weekend trip to get spring break STARTED!!! Well we left Friday evening. It was just my parents, my sister Bella, me, and Kingston. I wanted to take Kingston to show him the place before he turned it down. He turned it down anyway but at least we had a fun time. I dont think I would have been as entertained without him and his DS! Let me say I think I will forever suck at tetris. It was an interesting 8 hour trip there and then 8 hours back. Well we drove straight to SD. A couple hours in, we stopped at Dennys for dinner. Did you know there is a Denny's at every freaking rest stop!?!? I ate a french toast grand slam for dinner. On the way out, I missed a sensation. As we were walking out, a couple people were walking in and I walked out first and was looking at the ground for some reason but my sister and Kingston were like OMG did you see that after we walked a bit away. Apparently some old guy had a crazy handlebar mustache. I was sad to have missed it. Even my mom saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove for hours and then stopped at a rest stop to rest but we were all restless so we drove to Mcdonalds near the school. We got to the school at like 7 am. It was pretty deserted. The campus was pretty big. I didn't fall in love with it at first but gradually it grew on me. I really liked the ERC program and SO MANY CHANCES TO STUDY ABROAD OMMMMGGG!!! It is a dream, though I am sure it is a hassle to have so many writing classes, but I was born to do it. I am really excited for the educational part (as nerdy as that is). I met up with Melanie and we toured the dorms a bit at ERC. I liked them. They were so quaint and cute. I love the community feel. I could totally fit in. AND EVERYONE WAS SO BEACH READY?!!? And Cafe Ventura was freaking BEAUTIFUL!!! I loved the clothing store. I bought one tee but I was ready to buy the whole store (though it is expensive). I met up with Maggie at the clothing store. We were so overexcited about the clothes, the little key chains, and all the knick knacks. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting UCSD, we went to LA or mostly Koreatown to eat and hang. We ate at a great soondobu place. I was so hungry and I was so full afterwards. They had the coolest bathroom. They even had a dental rinse thing. I sound like a hick for being so amazed. I realized a lot of places outside of Sacramento do not have paper towels though. They prefer those hand dry machine things. I guess it saves energy and waste. They also have lots of automatic hand soaps and toilets (though I've come across that before, don't worry I am not that much of a Valley Girl). We went to a little Korean mall. My sister and I bought cute cell charms and a Boys Over Flower calendar. Yes, we are fan girly like that. I enjoyed myself though. It was very refreshing to have fun in LA. I am glad I was not accepted into UCLA. I would have gone broke spending money in all those cute little ethnic towns and cool places. Damn, Im scared of my future self spending so much money on anything I think is worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't get to take many pictures as I would have liked.&lt;br /&gt;We were too busy looking to capture moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsZF6PY2UI/AAAAAAAABqM/bW0vs4BWec4/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsZF6PY2UI/AAAAAAAABqM/bW0vs4BWec4/s400/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321874973992212802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing a little motion blur in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsZYym9UYI/AAAAAAAABqU/U-vEWa90UYw/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsZYym9UYI/AAAAAAAABqU/U-vEWa90UYw/s400/055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321875298361102722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents walking onto the UCSD campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsZmdGQQ8I/AAAAAAAABqc/-DmszPnHU58/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsZmdGQQ8I/AAAAAAAABqc/-DmszPnHU58/s400/057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321875533104956354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingston's back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsZzWuuLlI/AAAAAAAABqk/QysUWfWmqwU/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsZzWuuLlI/AAAAAAAABqk/QysUWfWmqwU/s400/059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321875754733940306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ONE of the nice libraries at UCSD.&lt;br /&gt;It has amazing architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsaNyelyvI/AAAAAAAABqs/jt1x5rztMyg/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsaNyelyvI/AAAAAAAABqs/jt1x5rztMyg/s400/060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321876208859073266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some of the food we got. Sorry this only shows kimchi.&lt;br /&gt;They gave amazing banchan though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am pretty secure on my decision about UCSD and I am happy about it. I talked to my other friends about their college visits and they seem happy to go to their separate colleges too and I am happy for them. I am not sad yet about separating because all I can think about is the great possibilities out there for all of us and how happy we will be. I kind of already sense who I will remain close with. I won't be disillusioned too much by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sad thing to me is thinking about how my family will change. After two days, Sophie my baby sister looked different after our trip. Well one it was the first time we were away from her so she only ate very little so her cheeks evened out. But she seemed so much bigger to me in a way. I cannot imagine how she will look when I come back after like five or six months. And the same with the rest of my family. I don't know if I will be homesick or not. Probably very but I just can't imagine it. There has only been one moment in my life where I was away from my parents but at least I was with my siblings during that time. I think I can handle it (more than my father can). He is convinced I cannot live without him. He even proposes the family move to San Diego. When I leave I feel like my siblings and my mom will have to hold him down so he wont go after me. As funny as that is, it is touching. But my family is my family, they will always be there. I do not take them for granted. I just hope they will not lock me up for the time before I go. I want to savor my moments with my friends also because I know after this, we will never be ALTOGETHER again in the same way. It will always be separated after this. I don't feel sentimental in my heart about it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is in the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to be a Negative Nancy about it. I am a positive person and things always turn out right in the end, even though the boys around me don't always believe it. Why do I keep making friends with guys who are so pessimistic about life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These songs have been stuck in my head. 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2NE1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/QghVqEjR1P/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/QghVqEjR1P/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=QghVqEjR1P" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=QghVqEjR1P" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=QghVqEjR1P" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=QghVqEjR1P" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/QghVqEjR1P/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/6k7_43j/music/a-xj68cZ/super-junior-sorry-sorry/"&gt;SORRY SORRY - Super Junior&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-8055348674764263887?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8055348674764263887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/04/freaking-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8055348674764263887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8055348674764263887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/04/freaking-future.html' title='the freaking future.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SdsZF6PY2UI/AAAAAAAABqM/bW0vs4BWec4/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8751184018193398117</id><published>2009-03-22T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:06:09.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special place'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>a special place</title><content type='html'>In photo, for our midterm final theme was a special place. At first, I wanted to take a picture of my room. One reason was because after I leave to go to college, it is most likely that my room will not remain the same and one of my siblings would take it. But, it is really hard to take a good picture of my room because the way my room is built. So I gave up and decided to take a picture of this particular place that I've been only a couple times, although it is only a walk away from my house. I went to take pictures with Maggie there on Thursday after finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I call it a special place? Well my brother and sister actually showed me this place and I showed it a couple times to friends while jogging but I just really like for the calm feel. It is a bridge overlooking a dirty little creek but it seems like a very "romantic place" because it is hidden in this little clove behind a bunch of houses and the nearby park. It is very secretly hidden and I think it is actually a pretty bridge. I thank whoever built it because I think it is a very cute place hidden in my suburbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX7gc79EBI/AAAAAAAABos/UkKy79K3Adk/s1600-h/final+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX7gc79EBI/AAAAAAAABos/UkKy79K3Adk/s400/final+032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315931470122782738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX7-AMQEEI/AAAAAAAABo0/mnxC8guAmBk/s1600-h/final+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX7-AMQEEI/AAAAAAAABo0/mnxC8guAmBk/s400/final+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315931977802584130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX8Tn7dw3I/AAAAAAAABo8/JrpdAiirjBM/s1600-h/final+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX8Tn7dw3I/AAAAAAAABo8/JrpdAiirjBM/s400/final+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315932349246849906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX8jF18CuI/AAAAAAAABpE/PRS4wrijXok/s1600-h/final+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX8jF18CuI/AAAAAAAABpE/PRS4wrijXok/s400/final+038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315932614974769890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX_Y9xI5jI/AAAAAAAABp8/loWqIIz1DXk/s1600-h/final+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX_Y9xI5jI/AAAAAAAABp8/loWqIIz1DXk/s400/final+068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315935739543348786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX8_1N4D7I/AAAAAAAABpM/wPK4YeNhvhc/s1600-h/final+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX8_1N4D7I/AAAAAAAABpM/wPK4YeNhvhc/s400/final+039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315933108727975858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX97KPS0XI/AAAAAAAABpU/j9FL5w99plg/s1600-h/final+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX97KPS0XI/AAAAAAAABpU/j9FL5w99plg/s400/final+042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315934127983350130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX-VVyVOII/AAAAAAAABpc/MUpdlO-8SZs/s1600-h/final+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX-VVyVOII/AAAAAAAABpc/MUpdlO-8SZs/s400/final+044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315934577759697026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX-mfOTpPI/AAAAAAAABpk/f75TBhGFFA4/s1600-h/final+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX-mfOTpPI/AAAAAAAABpk/f75TBhGFFA4/s400/final+049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315934872350729458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX-5T7iIxI/AAAAAAAABps/16aPY_rhwgU/s1600-h/final+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX-5T7iIxI/AAAAAAAABps/16aPY_rhwgU/s400/final+053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315935195736711954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX_H9rCySI/AAAAAAAABp0/ICheqKjf320/s1600-h/final+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX_H9rCySI/AAAAAAAABp0/ICheqKjf320/s400/final+060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315935447460006178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2889946319698443633-8751184018193398117?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8751184018193398117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/special-place.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8751184018193398117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8751184018193398117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/special-place.html' title='a special place'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScX7gc79EBI/AAAAAAAABos/UkKy79K3Adk/s72-c/final+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-4375701341338781906</id><published>2009-03-21T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:37:19.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='headbands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior ball dress'/><title type='text'>maybe if it were se7en?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScVbvTsV_WI/AAAAAAAABoM/1-45mPuB_0U/s1600-h/boa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScVbvTsV_WI/AAAAAAAABoM/1-45mPuB_0U/s400/boa.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315755803478981986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too bad i'm not a big fan... pasadena's only a couple hours away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i really need to start working on my senior ball dress. i'm still contemplating on whether or not i want to buy my dress or make it, but i have a feeling i'm going to be making it. i've already found tons of inspiration. alls i have to do now is decide on a design!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, with my major cash crisis right now, i'm seriously considering (once again) selling all my old shtuff online. i haven't done it yet, and honestly, now i have even more clothes that i don't wear anymore! maybe it'll even help me relax! i need some "approxing" these days anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScVdGJj5QWI/AAAAAAAABoU/FBfjoX_7U0c/s1600-h/57787108-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScVdGJj5QWI/AAAAAAAABoU/FBfjoX_7U0c/s400/57787108-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315757295407808866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love this headband. it's a possible diy in the making :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PACHIAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-4375701341338781906?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/4375701341338781906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/maybe-if-it-were-se7en.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/4375701341338781906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/4375701341338781906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/maybe-if-it-were-se7en.html' title='maybe if it were se7en?'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/ScVbvTsV_WI/AAAAAAAABoM/1-45mPuB_0U/s72-c/boa.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2722558702387069553</id><published>2009-03-18T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:45:04.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colin firth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jennifer ehle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride and prejudice'/><title type='text'>countless tiring hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themovieness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/pride_and_prejudice_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://www.themovieness.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/pride_and_prejudice_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the bbc series 50million times more than the 2005 movie. especially since i'm not a huge kiera knightley fan, and since colin firth fits the role of mr. darcy soo much more perfectly than anyone else in the world. and can you not admit that jennifer ehle is freaking gorgeous? looook at her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the hardest part about finishing up my senior project paper all yesterday and night, was fighting off my temptation to jump onto youtube and finish the series. apparently however, we're watching two hours of pride and prejudice in literature tomorrow. i guess i should atleast catch up in the book with how far i am in the show now that the paper is over :) but the internet is deadly. i've recently just gotten a twitter too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PACHIA&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-2722558702387069553?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2722558702387069553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/countless-tiring-hours.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2722558702387069553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2722558702387069553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/countless-tiring-hours.html' title='countless tiring hours'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-7315297053549530877</id><published>2009-03-16T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:02:25.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ucs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bang parody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keep going'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shamrock marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downtown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david choi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running for rhett'/><title type='text'>ive been thinking about you lately</title><content type='html'>I had a great weekend. I think it is going to be one of the very last for a couple weeks because I need to stop avoiding the big things in my life like my SENIOR PROJECT and cramming for aps. I don't really care for aps as much but SENIOR PROJECT!!?!?!? I need that to graduate :(. Well this weekend I went out with Maggie and Michelle (my M&amp;amp;M's) and we went to old sac/downtown on Saturday. First we went to a sac soompi meet and that was very interesting. But we had a great time in old Sacramento. We just took a lot of pictures because we loved the old buildings and it was a nice day (despite it WAS FREEZING and I was wearing thin clothing). Too bad we got ripped off because we ordered hot dogs and the guy gave us polish sausage instead which was 2 dollars more. WTF!!! Oh well. We also went to 2nd Saturday. I like the free stuff. We got free Chipotle from a boutique which I just found out was actually Pachia's aunt's new boutique. Small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8c_4d7mpI/AAAAAAAABnc/Fq9FLLYsiZ4/s1600-h/happy+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8c_4d7mpI/AAAAAAAABnc/Fq9FLLYsiZ4/s320/happy+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313997969135737490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the mural by the downtown mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8dO-kVDFI/AAAAAAAABnk/-TR93xAZPR0/s1600-h/happy+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8dO-kVDFI/AAAAAAAABnk/-TR93xAZPR0/s320/happy+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313998228471221330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michelle looks like a witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8deXz7ijI/AAAAAAAABns/rdPmtE9nqWo/s1600-h/happy+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8deXz7ijI/AAAAAAAABns/rdPmtE9nqWo/s320/happy+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313998492945582642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8d3i-6YKI/AAAAAAAABn0/bAJ57iFKQt8/s1600-h/l_593dfe7d0e864ba6a4b68e7b1db1032d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8d3i-6YKI/AAAAAAAABn0/bAJ57iFKQt8/s320/l_593dfe7d0e864ba6a4b68e7b1db1032d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313998925441163426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are on a train. Looks like a ship huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8eAmdXpBI/AAAAAAAABn8/Xns7WWZJCHA/s1600-h/l_e3f0c6af8c7e4e4696c304b595624719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8eAmdXpBI/AAAAAAAABn8/Xns7WWZJCHA/s320/l_e3f0c6af8c7e4e4696c304b595624719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313999080993039378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found this cool area where it was a bunch of crumbing pillars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Sunday, I volunteered for the Shamrock Marathon (also called Running for Rhett) with my Key Club. Our job was to direct traffic away from the runners and to show the runners where to go. Me and Kim had the harder job of directing cars. Some people are so impatient but obviously I was trying to make sure no one was getting run over! But after awhile Licia, my brother and Nemo came to where me and Kim were and we started cheering for the runners. In our area, it was like a two way street, runners would pass by and then the trail would leave them around and back past us to up the hill. So halfway through the race my brother made up a chant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;KEEP GOING,&lt;br /&gt;DONT STOP!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOT WHOOT&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;(clap clap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we were yelling probably for two and half hours maybe even three hours straight to cheer for everyone. We could not stop because if we stopped, it seemed like we didn't like them so everytime people pass we would have to chant it. A lot of people really liked us and said thank you and said we were the best cheerleaders on the block. We tried to wait until the verrrrryyyy last stragglers. It was very fun. But my voice was out afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in the beginning, we were at Raley Field then we got the maps from the directors and pretty much we had to walk to our spot which was very confusing but thank goodness downtown streets are based on numbers and the alphabet. So it was like a ten minute walk. But on the way, Kim and I found the coolest thing ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8eLkWa-YI/AAAAAAAABoE/YQzAqWVko6c/s1600-h/l_c60ff5caeb5f45bb9e3585d1f398d90d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8eLkWa-YI/AAAAAAAABoE/YQzAqWVko6c/s320/l_c60ff5caeb5f45bb9e3585d1f398d90d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313999269405587842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a couple of these in the neighborhood. And we were sitting on a rock. I think it is so cute. Why don't they have encouraging signs here in our suburbia? Always dream big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News on college acceptances. I am very lucky and glad for all my acceptances so far. I am just happy to know that it doesnt take a perfect person to make it into a UC and that essays do count! I really think my personal statements pulled me through in a couple of my schools. So far it has been UC Davis, UC San Diego and UC Santa Cruz. UC LA comes out on Wednesday. But I am satisfied with what I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p99xafbrnq4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p99xafbrnq4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this new David Choi song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lWA4nLvWBiQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lWA4nLvWBiQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--christina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2889946319698443633-7315297053549530877?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/7315297053549530877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-thinking-about-you-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/7315297053549530877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/7315297053549530877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-thinking-about-you-lately.html' title='ive been thinking about you lately'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb8c_4d7mpI/AAAAAAAABnc/Fq9FLLYsiZ4/s72-c/happy+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-1725682074859338294</id><published>2009-03-15T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:14:19.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ucs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nemo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessions of a shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turtle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scholarships'/><title type='text'>bittersweet; you're gonna have the best of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb2tDyzn42I/AAAAAAAABm0/33sU_50tccw/s1600-h/IMG_3624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb2tDyzn42I/AAAAAAAABm0/33sU_50tccw/s320/IMG_3624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313593416056562530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb21Z_QmvpI/AAAAAAAABnM/7CQe1fTH7us/s1600-h/IMG_3635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb21Z_QmvpI/AAAAAAAABnM/7CQe1fTH7us/s320/IMG_3635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313602593449492114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got Nemo and Momo only last weekend, and I was so extremely excited and happy, but there's already something wrong!! they seem to be either 1)shedding, or 2)developing some sort of fungus on their skin :( nevertheless, i was supposed to be working on my senior project today, but instead spent most of it just researching and trying to figure out what to doooo! i went to go buy some sulfa dip, in hopes that it will cure whatever it is they're dealing with, but i dont even know if that'll work. i'm so worried, i don't want them to dieee. its supposedly normal for baby turtles to shed and or develop fungus(!?!?!?!), but if left untreated it'll  get worse. so i'm trying to do the best i can. and im too worried to concentrate on my senior project paper which is due in three days. and which i have yet to start :| but really, i just dont want Nemo and Momo to die. it'll simply add on to the unfortunate week that i have been having. my mom and dad are both losing their jobs, i didn't get into uc davis, and now my turtles are dying. i'm probably overreacting, but i think thats okay given the state that i am in right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side. although i felt extremely lame that i did not get into uc davis, i found out today that i did get into uc santa cruz (AND OMG SANTA CRUZ LOOKS SOOOO AMAZING -- i've never actually been there, but it does look amazing). and though i did feel extremeley lame all week that almost everyone else got into davis except for me, i felt so much better when my friend in ap lit told me that "it's just so shocking because you're pachia. we all know you're smart!"  i've always that this girl was smart and i've always thought that she thought i was stupid. but after she said that it made me feel a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this week also isn't horribly horrible, because i did pretty  good on my interview for the apsea scholarship :) i was freaking out all week about what to wear to it, but in the end, i found something nice to wear.  i went to the thrift store and bought a 75cents skirt and i borrowed my mom's little black blazer, and wore it with my black semipumps and tights. they told me i looked nice, but it wasnt that big of a deal, and so i guess in the end i worried a bunch about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, however, i did miss the soompi meet. but i still got to go out and i spent the night with marisca, margaret, and jessica at second saturday. it was surprising but i bumped into my distant aunts, who own a cute little boutique down on J street now. check out Ragdoll Vintage, if you're ever down in midtown a la city of trees. i thought their prices were going to be extremely expensive, like the rest of the boutiques in midtown, but they're actually quite decent. and i thought it was interesting that the boutique they own now, is that one boutique that i took a picture in with a bunch of people on second saturday last year :) i'm pretty sure melanie will remember.  i don't have the picture but i remember that i found it on google once off of tran's flickr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2325/1566111322_0ec56228a5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2325/1566111322_0ec56228a5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb21ZfPAktI/AAAAAAAABnE/YcLdWMCJ99Q/s1600-h/IMG_3689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb21ZfPAktI/AAAAAAAABnE/YcLdWMCJ99Q/s320/IMG_3689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313602584852861650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know i always make fun of twilight... but i watched the movie this weekend and i totally adoreee edward cullen. he is such the sexyyyy beast. and although i still can't stand the novel, i can see why everyone loves it. i still don't like kristin stewart though. i think they should've chose someone else (her acting is eww). i did think she was cute in Into The Wild though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.angelicdreamz.com/store/thanksgiving/EdwardCullen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 636px;" src="http://www.angelicdreamz.com/store/thanksgiving/EdwardCullen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also watched confession of a shopaholics this weekend, and though i've heard mixed reviews, and it was more than just a little bit different from the book, i actually liked it. it was good. it wasnt bad. it just wasnt the same as the book. jjjozzeeefene hates it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥PACHIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck :|&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/2889946319698443633-1725682074859338294?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1725682074859338294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/bittersweet-youre-gonna-have-best-of-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1725682074859338294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1725682074859338294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/bittersweet-youre-gonna-have-best-of-me.html' title='bittersweet; you&apos;re gonna have the best of me.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sb2tDyzn42I/AAAAAAAABm0/33sU_50tccw/s72-c/IMG_3624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-3157491740724750416</id><published>2009-03-13T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:42:54.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ucs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noteworthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kim bum'/><title type='text'>happy ending.</title><content type='html'>I've had an up and down week but ended with a happy note. Is it just me or are the weeks going by fast? One is because it is like COUNTDOWN until graduation. and COUNTDOWN UNTIL my senior project is due. I really need to be cracking on that (AGGHHH). My life is somewhat of a mess. But as long as my senior project is done, I WILL BE FINE. I will be DANDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post up the pictures I took of my sisters trying some stop action for me. Some turned out pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 383px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2042-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 383px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2042-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 383px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 383px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 383px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop2070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I have so many bodies laying around to photograph. I chose the first and the last to turn in my assignment. My teacher loved the freeness of the first photograph and I love the last one because the expression on both the faces. Especially Sophie's expression. My sister tried to jump up with Sophie in her arms. Her hair flipping also adds a nice slow mo touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Kim Bum is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img102.imageshack.us/img102/6296/img673copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 482px;" src="http://img102.imageshack.us/img102/6296/img673copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, in photo this girl acapella group from Brigham Young University came to sing to advertise the show they were doing tonight at our school. They were AMAZING!! They are called Noteworthy. They sang Happy Ending by Mika for our class. I wish I had my camera so I could record them. They are really great. And one of the girls can BEATBOX like crazy. Here are some videos of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6fFxfg1NIPs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6fFxfg1NIPs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7tkNZpO6QQ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7tkNZpO6QQ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and I got into UC DAVIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--christina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-3157491740724750416?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/3157491740724750416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-ending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3157491740724750416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3157491740724750416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-ending.html' title='happy ending.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-6046160016734408492</id><published>2009-03-08T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:45:52.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kibum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death bell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><title type='text'>we fly hiiiiigggghhhhh.</title><content type='html'>I had a very fun weekend with Michelle and Maggie. On Friday we watched this Korean scary movie, Death Bell. It was more gruesome than scary but nonetheless we were squirming behind pillows. But I am glad there was a storyline that ended well enough so I wouldn't believe that there was still some ghost out there. Mostly we watched it for Ki Bum. It is more of SAW type of scary movie than a RING type. Chances of it becoming adapted by some Hollywood Studio is pretty high I am sure. All good scary movies that are Asian eventually turn into Hollywood crap. But I slept pretty well afterwards so it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i43.tinypic.com/2qk315c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 502px;" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2qk315c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dvdasian.com/images/synopsis_102008/36701_ss1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 270px;" src="http://www.dvdasian.com/images/synopsis_102008/36701_ss1.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dvdasian.com/images/synopsis_102008/36701_ss6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.dvdasian.com/images/synopsis_102008/36701_ss6.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I went thrifting with my mom, sister and Maggie and Michelle. We had a fun time. I did not get too many things but my mom find a great buy; two Kathy Van Zeeland bags! They were in great condition and cute. That is really a thrift store treasure. She got them both for less than 20 bucks each because they were half off. TOTAL SCORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop100.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 250px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop103.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thrifting and eating, my mom dropped us off at Michelle's church and we went to Michelle's little Saturday youth group stuff. I went last Saturday for the first time. I miss doing youth group stuff. The best part is playing games. Last week we played this Korean game called maltopakgi? I cannot remember how to spell. But it is an intense leap frog game. This time we played Sardines. In one of the buildings, there is a second floor with a long hallway and a bunch of classrooms. It was very much like a scene in the Death Bell. In the movie, the students go down a hall and then the lights start flickering on and off and the students start screaming and get pulled in different doors. It was freaky. So we played in there and in the DARK (well with some lights but mostly dark) so it was very freaky. Plus all the guys were trying to scare the girls and everyone was pulling tricks on each other. But it was very fun. The little seventh grade girls are especially very cute. I love having little dongsengs to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in photo our new assignment is stop action so I was testing it out at school and at church. At school, our teacher and a bunch of us were sitting outside waiting to catch people who were going to the bathroom to photograph them jump. We got some good victims. I was just learning so none of my pictures came out that great but some are fun to look at. At church, I got Maggie Michelle and Yooni (a seventh grader) to jump for me. I am just mad I had my ISO at 400 and so my pictures are grainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 244px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop062.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 245px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying on funky hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop018-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 300px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop018-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got my AP GOV teacher to jump!&lt;br /&gt;He jumps like a rockstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop025-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop025-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random underclassmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop026-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop026-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kid I know, Seth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop050-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop050-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random Teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop046-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop046-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Movie Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop071-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 295px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop071-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 295px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop078.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 295px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop079.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 295px;" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee350/empressck/stop090.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We could definitely be basketball stars.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Michelle's high flying high five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2889946319698443633-6046160016734408492?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/6046160016734408492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-fly-hiiiiigggghhhhh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/6046160016734408492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/6046160016734408492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-fly-hiiiiigggghhhhh.html' title='we fly hiiiiigggghhhhh.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/2qk315c_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-3100638089114957607</id><published>2009-03-07T22:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:35:42.098-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters of recommendation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anoop dog'/><title type='text'>still seventeen and sweeet?</title><content type='html'>last week i asked my teacher to print out a copy of my recommendation letter for me, to send out to a scholarship program. it was a last minute thing, and then at the last minute i decided not to send it in, because i realized i don't actually qualify as low-income for them, as they had a big chart and everything. but i felt that it would be weird just telling my teacher "nevermind," so i figured i'd pick it up anyways; besides, i've always wanted to see what he had to say about me. however, when i went into his classroom to get it, i felt extremely bad, like i was lying to him and being canniving, taking advantage of him. i went in to find him his usual goofy, nice, sweet self, wishing me "good luck" on that scholarship, and handing me the letter sealed up in a nice envelope with the name of the scholarship written on it and everything. his name. my name. everything. i felt horrible, taking that letter from him, which he specifically sealed up so that i would not be able to read. and i felt bad, that i felt bad and still ended up reading it! and then i felt even more bad, because i read it, and he said the nicest things about me. compared to all of the other letters of recommendation i've recieved (and read), his is without a doubt, the most moving and inspirational. i teared up. i didn't know that he had so much to think of me about. it made me feel really good, although not, at the same time. partially because he said that i started out with some "second-language issues" (lol) but mostly because i felt like i lied and cheated him. well. i dont know what else to say. i do, seriously, have to make something delicious for him though. which i've already planned to do, for him and everyone else who wrote me a recommendation letter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was my mom's birthday! and my half-birthday. and today, officially marks the fact that i wasted $300 on drivers ed to amount to nothing. no drivers license. and an expired permit. whoo. now i can go get my permit again without having to bring all my paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SbNmE_CgJOI/AAAAAAAABmk/lUA-UpLWd28/s1600-h/IMG_3601%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SbNmE_CgJOI/AAAAAAAABmk/lUA-UpLWd28/s400/IMG_3601%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310700621427385570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SbNmFM_hRcI/AAAAAAAABms/TwP_9RsL-vo/s1600-h/IMG_3605%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SbNmFM_hRcI/AAAAAAAABms/TwP_9RsL-vo/s400/IMG_3605%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310700625172972994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. YAY FOR ANOOP-DAWG ♥ i thought i was the only one who liked him, but apparently everyone does :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-PACHIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-3100638089114957607?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/3100638089114957607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-seventeen-and-sweeet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3100638089114957607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3100638089114957607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-seventeen-and-sweeet.html' title='still seventeen and sweeet?'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SbNmE_CgJOI/AAAAAAAABmk/lUA-UpLWd28/s72-c/IMG_3601%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8705409764627237784</id><published>2009-03-04T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:17:28.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick dempsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bakerella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can&apos;t buy me love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courtney&apos;s birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anoop dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turtle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride and prejudice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marissa&apos;s birthday'/><title type='text'>YES WE ANOOP!</title><content type='html'>i wasn't even thinking of him, during those last few moments of american idol tonight. and then they said it. anoop dog. and i screamed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noop-dogg.com/wp-content/gallery/american-idol/anoop_027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.noop-dogg.com/wp-content/gallery/american-idol/anoop_027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think anoop is the cutest guy everrr! (totally overstated, as i say that about every cute guy i see on television) but i'm so glad that the judges picked him :) &lt;-- yes that is a smile on my face. he's just so cute and there's something about him that makes me like him so much. i mean there are tons of other contestants with really good voices, probably even better voices than him, but i just love this guy. he's my guyyyyyy! i think i'm going to be rooting for anoop all season; depending on whether or not he gets through tomorrow, but... he'll always live a ma coeur! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to be finishing off those cartoon faces of us for yearbook, but i got really sidetracked yesterday when i decided to update my myspace with pictures of patrick dempsey (because josephine and i were talking about how amazingly sexy he is, after school). and yeah, he's prettyy sexy. i don't know why my mom and my boyfriend just don't see it. he's a sex-god. which probably sounds really weird coming from me, but his attractiveness kinda reeeks from my mind, if i'm making myself clear. even though i truly did not like how his character ended up in "Can't Buy Me Love"-- which was my christmas gift from kristina (thanks ily :)-- i thought he was still really sexyy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nymwhZKI/AAAAAAAABlk/b1UaZ9-WlpE/s1600-h/ewwmrdempsey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nymwhZKI/AAAAAAAABlk/b1UaZ9-WlpE/s320/ewwmrdempsey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309576604788286626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nzID4WFI/AAAAAAAABls/mrI8DgNNLg8/s1600-h/heee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nzID4WFI/AAAAAAAABls/mrI8DgNNLg8/s320/heee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309576613727852626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nyR-u4JI/AAAAAAAABlU/qyzLU_sjM4c/s1600-h/cutiepieloveeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nyR-u4JI/AAAAAAAABlU/qyzLU_sjM4c/s320/cutiepieloveeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309576599210746002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nyu7r3kI/AAAAAAAABlc/GNnsgg2ClCE/s1600-h/dempseylove.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/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nyu7r3kI/AAAAAAAABlc/GNnsgg2ClCE/s320/dempseylove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309576606982594114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nzO1Cl4I/AAAAAAAABl0/7zXuxipNe08/s1600-h/seexxyydempsey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nzO1Cl4I/AAAAAAAABl0/7zXuxipNe08/s320/seexxyydempsey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309576615544657794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(his wife is really pretty too...):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents finally bought a wireless adapter for our new computer, which has probably been sitting unused for two months, and i'm having tons of fun on it. they also went all out and bought my little brother and sister their own nintendo ds'! so we have two, and i'm obsessed with the touchpad messaging. we started Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice today in literature, and i'm excited for it. and also today pavoua brought her baby turtles to school so that we could see them, and they were extremely adorable. i wish that i had had my camera with me. their names are hidey and traveler and they were sooo tiny. i imagined the scene in statistics today was somewhat like that new burger kings commercial for their mini burgers. "they're so aah-dooor-ablee."  i want a baby turtle, but i'm scared that my big turtle just might eat it or kill it. plus i don't have a big enough tank for both turtles, and i would want toto to have a friend if i got another turtle, so i will just wait to see how the future turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtney's birthday was on sunday and i've been planning on making her some cupcakes all week, but every night i've been putting it off, because i've had so much crap to do this week. i think i will make her some this weekend. plus my momma's birthday is this weekend, so i'll make her something tooooo! i love &lt;a href="http://bakerella.blogspot.com/"&gt;bakerella.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;; it's amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the cuppycakes i made marissca paaaablo. who got a really cute tattoo this past weekend on her foooot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qFVpjX7I/AAAAAAAABmE/EcsjIjSLbTE/s1600-h/IMG_3430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qFVpjX7I/AAAAAAAABmE/EcsjIjSLbTE/s320/IMG_3430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309579125636423602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qFAIr3GI/AAAAAAAABl8/C-ZAWXBm12Q/s1600-h/IMG_3426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qFAIr3GI/AAAAAAAABl8/C-ZAWXBm12Q/s320/IMG_3426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309579119861423202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made some extra ones too :) pour ma mere and mon petit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qFteHkFI/AAAAAAAABmU/BWUta1g6nu0/s1600-h/IMG_3424.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/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qFteHkFI/AAAAAAAABmU/BWUta1g6nu0/s320/IMG_3424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309579132030914642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qFSli1XI/AAAAAAAABmM/aROm-nhjCYM/s1600-h/IMG_3450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qFSli1XI/AAAAAAAABmM/aROm-nhjCYM/s320/IMG_3450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309579124814304626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qgf84WtI/AAAAAAAABmc/9qXbZ273FeM/s1600-h/IMG_3422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9qgf84WtI/AAAAAAAABmc/9qXbZ273FeM/s320/IMG_3422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309579592258312914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-PACHIAAA&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-8705409764627237784?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8705409764627237784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-we-anoop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8705409764627237784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8705409764627237784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-we-anoop.html' title='YES WE ANOOP!'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/Sa9nymwhZKI/AAAAAAAABlk/b1UaZ9-WlpE/s72-c/ewwmrdempsey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8363565554645288185</id><published>2009-02-28T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:45:56.371-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penelope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christina ricci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hsm 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james mcavoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school musical'/><title type='text'>its not me, its you.</title><content type='html'>I just watched the cutest movie ever! PENELOPE! It was a good movie. Not the most amazing but I did like it a lot. I love movies that have a whimsical air and the colors are amazing in the movie. I wish I could find more pictures of Penelope's clothing because the way they dressed her was so unique and cute. Christina Ricci is so pretty in this movie, even with the pig nose. I actually liked her with her pig nose better. James Mcavoy is of course a cutie in this movie. You can never hate him in any movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmstreet.co.uk/uploads/images/Poster_Penelope_image_811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 262px;" src="http://www.filmstreet.co.uk/uploads/images/Poster_Penelope_image_811.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x88.xanga.com/63cc815a51733180774725/s134054093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://x88.xanga.com/63cc815a51733180774725/s134054093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/02/28/arts/29penelope-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 186px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/02/28/arts/29penelope-600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I watched HSM 3 with my sisters. I liked it. It was not too much, although I could definitely feel if there was a song coming on but I think they did it very well. It was a nice ending to the trilogy (hopefully it is the END!). It also makes me think of the end of my senior year, which is surreal. I mean I can barely handle trying to find a date for senior ball, how can I handle the end of senior year? Barely, cannot. :(. I liked how they dressed Vanessa Ann Hudges very simply. 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;---christina&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/2889946319698443633-8363565554645288185?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8363565554645288185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-not-me-its-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8363565554645288185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8363565554645288185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-not-me-its-you.html' title='its not me, its you.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2003770419882279090</id><published>2009-02-27T23:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:42:19.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dan eldon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumdog millionaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the oscars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dev patel'/><title type='text'>inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.creativevisions.org/images/dan/dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 312px;" src="http://www.creativevisions.org/images/dan/dan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Photo, we are doing a new project that is going to be a collage of picture and things that inspire us, drive us, we love, etc. It is going to be a mixed media of photos, magazine cut-outs, etc. She wanted us to get inspired by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daneldon.org/"&gt;Dan Eldon&lt;/a&gt;'s work&lt;/span&gt;. She showed us a video of him and we had to look up facts about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His work is amazing. His story is amazing. He is amazing. At 23, you can change the world. He taught us that. He was a photographer and humanist who came from Kenya and traveled all over Africa taking pictures of famines and wars, only at 23! He gave aid to many people and opened the world to the poverty and crisis in Somalia and other places in Africa. He died being attacked by an angry mob during a U.N. bombing in                      Mogadishu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He represents the kind of person I want to be when I grow up (and well I am kind of almost in that grown up period). I really do want to be a journalist because the reasons he was a photographer. Not just for the love of writing, but for the love of writing about people and observing people and talking about IMPORTANT issues that need to be discussed and open the world's curiosity a little wider. Man I wish I knew about him earlier or I would have totally written about him for my CMC app essay (dammmnnn, i hate realizing how i could have written better essays for my apps because i learn things now about life!!!). I was inspired by his photograhs and his journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 274px;" src="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 257px;" src="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 253px;" src="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 247px;" src="http://www.daneldon.org/journals/images/Somalia%20Photos/somphoto15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At 14, he started keeping journals. They were not the typical writing journals. He wrote, kept pictures, drew and cut out amazing collages. They are what is left of him and his legacy. I wish I had kept journals at a young age, but I am not the type to keep a journal because it hurts my hand because I write too much. So I am much more of a satisfactory blogger but I do not think I could ever write as in depth things he did at 14 when I was 14. All I would have written about is complaining about family, school and boys. Perfectly ridiculous. His aspirations and creativity INSPIRE me to keep an inspiration journal now. I think I will start one. But I just hate cutting up my magazines. But I really think it would help me develop my creativity in writing and maybe drawing. And I always have a dream of some day being in Elle or Vogue as a designer/stylist so I think that would help me get some ideas. Hahah. But I also want to write down the ideas and the opinions I have now because I am at the stage of my growth where I have opinions that are actually about important issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thedailyscrapbook.com/dailyimages/Image_Eldon_II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.thedailyscrapbook.com/dailyimages/Image_Eldon_II.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAkB9CS_dXE/R3T4ZZnuUxI/AAAAAAAAAtM/r9SaLntjdGY/s400/daneldon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAkB9CS_dXE/R3T4ZZnuUxI/AAAAAAAAAtM/r9SaLntjdGY/s400/daneldon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/smouraret/PICT0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 295px;" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa90/smouraret/PICT0109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If he could show the world his opinions, so can I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the Oscars &lt;/span&gt;and I liked it this year. I definetly think Hugh Jackman is amazing and his singing was very wonderous. I like the musical number it was definetly cute. And Anne Hathaway NEEDS to do a musical sometime soon because her voice is AMAZIIING. I remember she sang in Ella Enchanted. I was so proud she was a nominee for Best Actress. I of course was looking at all the dresses. Everyone seemed to dress so safe this year. I wanted to talk about why Slumdog Millionaire deserved all those Oscars (8!!!). I watched it before the Oscars with my family. And we liked it a lot. I think it is more than just a love story. It really brings attention to the poverty in India and how those kids survived despite all their hardships, even though they had to survive through more criminal means. It was really compelling. And I do loooooove the cinetamography. It was freaking amazing. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;could not believe the picture of the slums&lt;/span&gt;. It was horrifying and unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worldproutassembly.org/images/Mumbai-laundry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 270px;" src="http://www.worldproutassembly.org/images/Mumbai-laundry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.abc.net.au/reslib/200806/r258870_1074096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.abc.net.au/reslib/200806/r258870_1074096.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly I thought the children actors were the best actors in the movie. But I really did like Dev Patel in the movie. He was a great actor. I hope he continues to grow and get more good parts. I think the journey of the movie really captures the innocence of youth and the corruption of that innocence. I liked it a lot. The love story I was not as happy with but it was really beautiful. Frieda Pinto is freaking beautiful. Indians are really beautiful. People do not know that but some of them have the most beautiful complexions and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.entertainment.sky.com/image/unscaled/2008/10/20/Slumdog-Millionaire-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 209px;" src="http://media.entertainment.sky.com/image/unscaled/2008/10/20/Slumdog-Millionaire-10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://boxwish.com/article/image/546/large/blog_00461_is_slumdog_millionaire_authentically_indian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 228px;" src="http://boxwish.com/article/image/546/large/blog_00461_is_slumdog_millionaire_authentically_indian.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;christina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2889946319698443633-2003770419882279090?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2003770419882279090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspired.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2003770419882279090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2003770419882279090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspired.html' title='inspired'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uAkB9CS_dXE/R3T4ZZnuUxI/AAAAAAAAAtM/r9SaLntjdGY/s72-c/daneldon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-1062985491609151830</id><published>2009-02-22T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:21:04.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bake sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asian assembly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he&apos;s just not that into you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marissa&apos;s birthday'/><title type='text'>UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASIAN ASSEMBLY 01-29-09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the asian assembly was amazing! i was so, so, so nervous, but it all turned out really good. i've been waiting to upload the video before i made a post about it.. but i havent been able to (because my computer is so slow) and so i've finally given up. nevertheless, i miss practicing and hanging out with my "dance crew." it was all lots of fun, and the asian assembly turned out so good! everyone loved it and everyone loved our couple dance :) i think its possibly the best asian assembly we've had in a looong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/59/l_33254e3e3c474843b64063004fd592fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/59/l_33254e3e3c474843b64063004fd592fb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/59/l_c27cd6999c0d4182a120f5d92b4fb144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 512px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/59/l_c27cd6999c0d4182a120f5d92b4fb144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/28/l_4a0a9fc3d21e477889e1ac2dffab9d97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 512px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/28/l_4a0a9fc3d21e477889e1ac2dffab9d97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY BAKE SALE 02-13-09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before valentine's day turned out really good. i spent the entire night before baking like crazy, and fretting that i wouldn't make any income profit for my senior project benefit for the hungry, but i ended up making a lot of money! although there were a bunch of rude people who didnt want to buy anything, there were also a lot of supporters, so i was grateful and happy for that! i also got this really cute heart-shaped cake from josie, that was covered in chocolate, topped with a strawberry :) so i ended my hectic day with sweeeeet goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGqeLudocI/AAAAAAAABjo/pM-V931I_wE/s1600-h/IMG_3264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305709271539622338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGqeLudocI/AAAAAAAABjo/pM-V931I_wE/s400/IMG_3264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGqext4YaI/AAAAAAAABj4/oYR8v22TLQQ/s1600-h/IMG_3290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305709281737728418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGqext4YaI/AAAAAAAABj4/oYR8v22TLQQ/s400/IMG_3290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGrdFtMyeI/AAAAAAAABkQ/SC_RhgxUzG0/s1600-h/IMG_3289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305710352255470050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGrdFtMyeI/AAAAAAAABkQ/SC_RhgxUzG0/s400/IMG_3289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGrcWuGDvI/AAAAAAAABkI/0sgjeHrv9gw/s1600-h/IMG_3286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305710339642756850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGrcWuGDvI/AAAAAAAABkI/0sgjeHrv9gw/s400/IMG_3286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGrbzUZjcI/AAAAAAAABkA/qVwLb9W04m0/s1600-h/IMG_3284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305710330139741634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGrbzUZjcI/AAAAAAAABkA/qVwLb9W04m0/s400/IMG_3284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGqelXSu5I/AAAAAAAABjw/-S8htuD9QiI/s1600-h/IMG_3326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305709278421760914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGqelXSu5I/AAAAAAAABjw/-S8htuD9QiI/s400/IMG_3326.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE'S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU! 02-16-09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFGGG! BRADLEY COOPER IS SUCH A SLUT! and i still cannot get over it!!!! ahhhhh, he's such a cheeating-face scumbag, and i stilllll cannot get over that HORRIBLE office sex scene. ahhhhhhh. i dont like scarlett johansson anymore either, and i literally screamed in the theatres when that scene happened! i dont care, i really really really hate cheaters. but besides that craziness which i will try not to mention anymore, i thought the movie was really good. i feel like its a movie every single girl needs to watch. i love the little cliche moments at the end. cliche moments still get me, everytime. but i wont go into specifics, so i dont ruin it for anyone who might come across this. i want to read the book now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;my favorite couple:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.transbuddha.com/images/uploads/2009/02/hes-just-not-that-into-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.transbuddha.com/images/uploads/2009/02/hes-just-not-that-into-you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/startracks/071001/ben_affleck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/startracks/071001/ben_affleck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxwish.com/feature_page/image/992/large/feature_00848_get_the_girls_look_from_hes_just_not_that_into_you_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 610px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://boxwish.com/feature_page/image/992/large/feature_00848_get_the_girls_look_from_hes_just_not_that_into_you_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clevver.com/fullphoto/160017/500/950/hes-just-not-that-into-you-production-photos-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.clevver.com/fullphoto/160017/500/950/hes-just-not-that-into-you-production-photos-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COOL STORY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was cleaning up my room last weekend, putting my clothes away, when i came across one of my old blazers from 8th grade, and discovered that it was yves saint laurent!!!! yeah, i was really excited and kind of disappointed that i had not even known about it for the last five years. but still, its nice, especially since i only got it for $1 at goodwill. i love thrifting :) too bad, the blazer doesnt fit me anymore (not that it fit me that well from the beginning)! but i'm not exactly sure if its authentic or not. still cool though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGwCQjzopI/AAAAAAAABkY/2ttLi5o8kQg/s1600-h/IMG_3354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305715388870533778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGwCQjzopI/AAAAAAAABkY/2ttLi5o8kQg/s400/IMG_3354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGwD-yqUZI/AAAAAAAABkg/pjTeHl8GHtg/s1600-h/IMG_3360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305715418460737938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGwD-yqUZI/AAAAAAAABkg/pjTeHl8GHtg/s400/IMG_3360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARISSA's BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARISSA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LA-LA-LA-LAAAVE you :D &lt;p align="right"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pachia chia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-1062985491609151830?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1062985491609151830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/02-09-mizer-mixer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1062985491609151830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1062985491609151830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/02-09-mizer-mixer.html' title='UPDATE!'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SaGqeLudocI/AAAAAAAABjo/pM-V931I_wE/s72-c/IMG_3264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-5408376031386980362</id><published>2009-02-18T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:47:39.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='headbands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever 21'/><title type='text'>whereever you'll go, thats where ill follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There’s the feeling, and the right reading – that’s all you really need to know; the right light and the feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="QuoteText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----Linda Mccartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I started taking Photo 1. At first I was excited but the first time we had an assignment and we were walking around campus and taking pictures, it was much harder than I thought. I was bewildered. How do I just start taking pictures of anything and everything and make it into SOMETHING!? Our whole class was puzzled. It was uncomfortable and weird to just start snapping at inanimate objects, but we did and with practice we realized what we wanted. When I first started to look through my photos, I looked and looked until I find exactly what I wanted (we had to find line, shape, space, texture and value). Although there were a bunch of pictures of trees, branches, and leaves, I definitely started to see more than just a bunch of twigs and leaves. I saw lines, I saw shadows, I saw texture. A whole new world out my old world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate photos much better and even though my sister still doesnt get why I take such "boring" pictures, I still see value in them. I am still super amateur (only been four weeks in the class), I am getting better bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzQYfmq2TI/AAAAAAAABio/RpBxblE2uFA/s1600-h/photo1+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzQYfmq2TI/AAAAAAAABio/RpBxblE2uFA/s320/photo1+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304343580354730290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzQ6yezqTI/AAAAAAAABiw/oTRQ9T8ZZy0/s1600-h/photo1+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzQ6yezqTI/AAAAAAAABiw/oTRQ9T8ZZy0/s320/photo1+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304344169537579314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzRYivXV3I/AAAAAAAABi4/J2Zjp3qiqic/s1600-h/photo1+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzRYivXV3I/AAAAAAAABi4/J2Zjp3qiqic/s320/photo1+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304344680708134770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was proud of my focus for these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Focusing and having a picture be sharp can be the hardest part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="QuoteText"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="QuoteText"&gt;Words fail to express the passion within my heart for what I do. Allow me to show you. May you then discover why I see, therefore I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="QuoteText"&gt;-----Michael Davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another assignment we had in photo was to find an old picture of ourselves (under 3rd grade) and compare to a picture of us now. Well I had a picture when I was like four/five. It was my birthday. I have a cut on my lip because my brother hit me with a baseball bat that day ("accidentally"). Then I took a picture of myself in photo. Oh and this is a new bow I got at forever 21 on Saturday. It has a very obnoxious large bow. But very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzSmu1Q7dI/AAAAAAAABjI/QCLwVixZx2I/s1600-h/christina+kim+childhood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzSmu1Q7dI/AAAAAAAABjI/QCLwVixZx2I/s400/christina+kim+childhood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304346023983902162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/59160184-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/59160184-02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest picture for our balance assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Out of 50 pictures, this was the best one.&lt;br /&gt;It is VERY hard to photograph children.&lt;br /&gt;Especially babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzTNz2udaI/AAAAAAAABjQ/zHKgLaGl1Jw/s1600-h/ckasymmetrical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzTNz2udaI/AAAAAAAABjQ/zHKgLaGl1Jw/s400/ckasymmetrical.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304346695347107234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzWDuOvseI/AAAAAAAABjY/itfRj581sFQ/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzWDuOvseI/AAAAAAAABjY/itfRj581sFQ/s400/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304349820573430242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzWQ3CBWTI/AAAAAAAABjg/LdUBhx2edgo/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzWQ3CBWTI/AAAAAAAABjg/LdUBhx2edgo/s400/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304350046274279730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could have a sharper image.&lt;br /&gt;But it is hard to find the right settings to take pictures inside at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know the best settings inside with fluorescent light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-5408376031386980362?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5408376031386980362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/whereever-youll-go-thats-where-ill.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/5408376031386980362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/5408376031386980362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/whereever-youll-go-thats-where-ill.html' title='whereever you&apos;ll go, thats where ill follow'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SZzQYfmq2TI/AAAAAAAABio/RpBxblE2uFA/s72-c/photo1+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-1366534036168510478</id><published>2009-02-12T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:11:26.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homecoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lily allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acadeca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanye west'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kat dennings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legal prositution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie bartlett'/><title type='text'>swwoooop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a very fun weekend last week. Just did not get a chance to blog about it. And Pachia did not blog about Sheldon Homecoming either. Well last Saturday was the most EXHAUSTING DAY EVER!!!!! I was up probably over 12 hours. I had to wake up at 6 am to get ready for Acadeca at Inderkum. I was at Inderkum until 5:30pm. Then I had to go home and get ready for homecoming which started at 8. We probably did not get ready until like 6:30 and we were rushing around for like an hour. It was crazy. I was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it was my last acadeca. THREE YEARS I have spent in acadeca. And sadly but funny, I think I put the most effort this year and I just crammed with the rest of my team the day before, haha. That is why Sheldon never wins, we are lazy. I blame our coach (though he is lovable!!!). But whatever, it was fun nonetheless. We only go to acadeca for the fun experience and to see the crazy Bella Vista kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/51/l_35e05d069161401ab8ecb68e895d7f22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 262px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/51/l_35e05d069161401ab8ecb68e895d7f22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the past team pictures and this year was the best one for me.&lt;br /&gt;I looked GROOOOSS last two years.&lt;br /&gt;I guess good haircut and losing weight in the face does help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look so cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to the Academic banquet yesterday for Superquiz kids. The food was crap. It was Latin America theme and I could have gotten better stuff from El Super Taco. I definetly felt the beans when I got home. I spent probably spend like 10 minutes on the toilet when I got home (well you did not need to know that) but the dessert was BOOOOOMB. Chocolate mousse cake. Delicious. I actually won a MEDAL. It was very suprising since I only read Bless Me Ultima. After essay, speech and interview medals were gone, I thought I had no chance. I was actually talking to Michelle, Min, and Hanh while they were handing awards then they called my name. My table screamed like a crazy group. They were lovably embarassing with their screeching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was unsatisfied with the speech winners. My speech was more entertaining. I talked about how legal prostitution would help the economy better than the economic stimulus bill. I wish I had memorized it better. It was more entertaining than soccer, or writer's block (yes that is what the winners talked about). &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEGAL PROSTITUTION &gt; SOCCER &amp;amp; WRITER's BLOCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you old acadeca judges!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to break down homecoming. Lame if you did not dance with our group. It was entertaining. I was very sore afterwards. But it was definetly happy memories and great to enjoy it with Melanie and Pachia. I think they had lots of fun too. Senior ball will be even crazier. I definetly need to exercise the legs beforehand. I borrowed Pachia's red dress. It was cute. But tight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/l_09f80f9068664f1686db73f55a4fd015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 284px;" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/l_09f80f9068664f1686db73f55a4fd015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/30/l_00df942bf11141e884090da373436cab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 283px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/30/l_00df942bf11141e884090da373436cab.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;I had to call off the dance battles though.&lt;br /&gt;They kept wanting to dance battle every other song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmcatcher.com/uploads/img/product/cb_poster-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 302px;" src="http://www.filmcatcher.com/uploads/img/product/cb_poster-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I watched this movie, CHARLIE BARTLETT, with my sister. It is a GREAAAT HIGH SCHOOL MOVIE. I looooove high school movies. My sister wanted to watch it because of Kat Dennings but the main actor, Anton Yelchin is freaking hilarious. He is so freaking animated! I love it. And the movie also increased my crush on ROBERT DOWNEY JR. Definetly want a principal fantasy with him. MMM... But yeah Charlie Bartlett really gives off an 80's high school movie feel to it. Very Tom Cruise-Brat Pack esque. Love those era movies. I do not see why this movie did not get enough hype. People dont watch good movies today anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though is it just me but not all schools are that drugged up? Maybe its just not mine (or so i think....).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.kpbs.org/blogs2/images/uploads/Charlie-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 263px;" src="http://blogs.kpbs.org/blogs2/images/uploads/Charlie-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.kpbs.org/blogs2/images/uploads/Charlie-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 259px;" src="http://blogs.kpbs.org/blogs2/images/uploads/Charlie-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love how he wears the same blazer over and over and wears it a million ways,&lt;br /&gt;AND IT IS STILL COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the new Lily Allen CD.&lt;br /&gt;And I like that Kanye West cd.&lt;br /&gt;Just started listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/mV10rqHrry/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mV10rqHrry/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; 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font-style: italic;"&gt;--christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2889946319698443633-1366534036168510478?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1366534036168510478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/swwoooop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1366534036168510478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1366534036168510478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/swwoooop.html' title='swwoooop.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-3958636001172926504</id><published>2009-02-01T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:03:23.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael cera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nick and norah&apos;s infinite playlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bishop allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kat dennings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>where's the bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/MMPO/506148%7ENick-Norah-s-Infinite-Playlist-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 415px;" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/MMPO/506148%7ENick-Norah-s-Infinite-Playlist-Posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I finally watched Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist. I prefer to stay at home and watch movies instead of go to the movie theaters. You know, bad economy and all, don't feel like spending money. I watched it with my sister. It was a cute movie. A nice refresher for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love awkward love romances like these. I am very into cheesy typical teenage movies like these. Except Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist is one of the better teen movies. And with excellent music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I want to say how freaking cute as hell Michael Cera is. Can I find someone as awkward cute and dorky as hell who can play a guitar? I wish Kat Dennings would play a bit better movies. This is more her type of movies instead of stupid comedies of House Bunny. I hate how she gets typecasted as the goth girl. I think she is pretty. Not everyone can pull off red lips and pale skin. And the gay bandmates were hot as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was disappointed that there really was no band, Where's the Bunny. They look all over for the damn band and in the end they don't even see them. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Nick_and_Norahs_Infinite_Playlist/nick___norah_s_infinite_playlist_movie_image_aaron_yoo__rafi_gavron_and_michael_cera_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 259px;" src="http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Nick_and_Norahs_Infinite_Playlist/nick___norah_s_infinite_playlist_movie_image_aaron_yoo__rafi_gavron_and_michael_cera_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well my sister and I were home alone, starving and we were sick of ramen. I love ramen sometimes but most of the time, half-way through the ramen, I get super sick of it. And it is bad for your health. We did not have enough ingredients for any proper recipe off foodnetwork.com so we improvised. We had a packet of oventop stuffing, some potatoes, corn, and some shrimp. Also added some monterey jack cheese. And made this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SYZ7yQ9R0yI/AAAAAAAABiQ/hyfwHnVnypQ/s1600-h/photo1+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SYZ7yQ9R0yI/AAAAAAAABiQ/hyfwHnVnypQ/s320/photo1+113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298058115123630882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SYZ8wpEpttI/AAAAAAAABiY/FF3184TM21c/s1600-h/photo1+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SYZ8wpEpttI/AAAAAAAABiY/FF3184TM21c/s320/photo1+114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298059186748896978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was alright. I think it was the stuffing that was a little salty.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could make it more crunchy.&lt;br /&gt;But fun to make. Shrimp was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become music illiterate lately.&lt;br /&gt;I need recommendations.&lt;br /&gt;This girl is really goood!!!&lt;br /&gt;And she is not even japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZmcIZFnX1SY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZmcIZFnX1SY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;----christina&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/2889946319698443633-3958636001172926504?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/3958636001172926504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/wheres-bunny.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3958636001172926504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3958636001172926504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/02/wheres-bunny.html' title='where&apos;s the bunny'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SYZ7yQ9R0yI/AAAAAAAABiQ/hyfwHnVnypQ/s72-c/photo1+113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-7010152496948176928</id><published>2009-01-28T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:53:10.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge day'/><title type='text'>CHALLENGE DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to be honest, i was a bit disappointed that challenge day had not lived up to my expectations the first couple of hours i was there... but by the end of the day, i felt reallu good inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was excited to go because i knew about the program from the oprah show, but i was kinda surprised that the activities we did were activities that i had already facilitated and participated in, back in sophomore year for project diversity. however, evn though it's message was something i had already learned a long time ago, this time the experience was so much more. project diversity's group was so small, and no one really had that much courage to open up and speak... but this time it was so strong, so real. the mc's told us their life stories, and i cried. they're really good at making us cry, making us open up, and making us see the truth. i already know that everyone has to go through ugly things in life, but you never really stop to think how much someone has really gone through. you never really know how much something someone tells you actually means to them. i was surprised that the thing that got me worked up the most was something my friends probably didn't even realize i was that emotionally involved with. they all know about it, but i doubt they really thought it meant that much to me. how many times does someone tell you something important, that you just pass up as nothing? as something little that means nothing? it's crazy what people have to go through. i see these people everyday in the hallways, but i would've never stopped to think that they go through things that ugly and that crazy. i'm glad that so many people really took something from it, and im disappointed that other people didn't. i wish that everyone at our school would've had the chance to experience challenge day! i probably should've given the opportunity to someone else, since i don't really need challenge day as much as others. but i think that even those who didn't seem to have gotten so much from it, still has taken something from it. even if it was just a simple, little thing, it'll still have some sort of impact on the way they live, think, and act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;pachiaaaah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-7010152496948176928?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/7010152496948176928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/challenge-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/7010152496948176928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/7010152496948176928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/challenge-day.html' title='CHALLENGE DAY!'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-3819156357954463668</id><published>2009-01-26T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:28:22.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adeaze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior ball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting stronger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aaradhna'/><title type='text'>i am strong on my own</title><content type='html'>Instead of typing out the million supreme court cases I have to study for AP Gov, I wanted to post about about my recent senior ball dress results. I have no idea what kind of dress I am going to get but I found some cute one. I prefer elegant, long, and slim. And I want a deep blue. I hate shiny, tacky, typical dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX59T6phgRI/AAAAAAAABhY/Kf7IhkI-y7g/s1600-h/LaFemme-213969309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX59T6phgRI/AAAAAAAABhY/Kf7IhkI-y7g/s320/LaFemme-213969309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295807992948687122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love love love this dress.&lt;br /&gt;The color is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX59c_LE2OI/AAAAAAAABhg/mh-l-AIdZRw/s1600-h/7539whiteinterludedress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX59c_LE2OI/AAAAAAAABhg/mh-l-AIdZRw/s320/7539whiteinterludedress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295808148781979874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Typical Grecian type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX59jbXvcDI/AAAAAAAABho/u-SlEKIld8U/s1600-h/8364ivorygrecian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX59jbXvcDI/AAAAAAAABho/u-SlEKIld8U/s320/8364ivorygrecian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295808259430510642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Grecian type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX590YszHGI/AAAAAAAABhw/bLNqV6Yw3S0/s1600-h/8899blackdress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX590YszHGI/AAAAAAAABhw/bLNqV6Yw3S0/s320/8899blackdress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295808550771301474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would not mind this type of back.&lt;br /&gt;Though I probably need a good scrub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX598nMLvOI/AAAAAAAABh4/ZemRzupU6yg/s1600-h/3114433906_5421ee0317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX598nMLvOI/AAAAAAAABh4/ZemRzupU6yg/s320/3114433906_5421ee0317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295808692099988706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do not think I look the best in yellow.&lt;br /&gt;I am not really into a high neck, but&lt;br /&gt;this is an elegant dress. And looks very flowly and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX5-LZSS0TI/AAAAAAAABiA/L4boT-Y8e8I/s1600-h/8498blackruffledress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX5-LZSS0TI/AAAAAAAABiA/L4boT-Y8e8I/s320/8498blackruffledress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295808946065559858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And if I was to go for a more vintage look.&lt;br /&gt;I would not mind.&lt;br /&gt;but seems a bit more casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite song at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cutvKXCei7/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cutvKXCei7/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend showed me this youtube video and I searched the original.&lt;br /&gt;Lub it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GcfQcKtdRnw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GcfQcKtdRnw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though makes me sad they are probably younger than me,&lt;br /&gt;and can sing so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2889946319698443633-3819156357954463668?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/3819156357954463668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-strong-on-my-own.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3819156357954463668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3819156357954463668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-strong-on-my-own.html' title='i am strong on my own'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SX59T6phgRI/AAAAAAAABhY/Kf7IhkI-y7g/s72-c/LaFemme-213969309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-9146535976994131479</id><published>2009-01-24T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T04:32:09.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonified loving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americas best dance crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good deed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chromeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boxcutterz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beat freaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abcd'/><title type='text'>my good deed for the day.</title><content type='html'>I felt accomplished for doing a good deed today. I was walking to third period after lunch and a guy asks me where a room number is (new schedules still going on for new term). So I couldn't remember where so I was going with him to find the classrooms. I took him upstairs and showed him around. He was probably an underclassmen or something but I felt obligated to help him find his class instead of leaving him hanging. He appreciated my efforts and I was very nice to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a good person.&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me to always try and help out others and be courteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to do a good random deed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to this song since listening to it on ABCD SEASON 3!! I love the new season but too many good groups = indecisive. I favor QUEST crew because they are so creative and funny, and probably because they are Asian. But I love BEAT FREAKS! and the stepping crew.. whose name I cannot remember. But I am sad Boxcutterz went home. They had some good potential. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VmNg7Vwkzso&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VmNg7Vwkzso&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got a twitter, only because I heard Obama has one too. Hahah. I put my twitter on the sidebar ----&gt; &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/empressck"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt; I think it is kind of cute thing. So get one and follow mmmmeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-9146535976994131479?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/9146535976994131479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-good-deed-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/9146535976994131479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/9146535976994131479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-good-deed-for-day.html' title='my good deed for the day.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-5178147085011197334</id><published>2009-01-22T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:31:23.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mills college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scholarships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmong dance'/><title type='text'>"YOU'RE IN!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i got my acceptance letter to Mills College yesterdayyyy! i was really super excited. but now i'm wondering if i want to go there. i'm going to have to go and visit the campus to solidify my answer, but i'm also going to have to wait to see where else i get accepted to. they are giving me a $15,000 scholarship!! but the tuition is $40,000! i'm afraid i might just end up going to city college if i don't have money... i missed out on my scholarship i was working on all weekend! (well actually, i missed out because i didn't work on it all weekend). but i worked on it ALL monday, instead of studying for my psychology final, and then the site freaked out on me the last 15 minutes, and i couldn't submit it!!!!!!  was really bummed out, but that is not going to stop me. i just need to stop procrastinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been sick this week. finals were killlleerrrr. but i still have my hmong dance to get down for the asian assembly... so not a lot has been taken off my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;a tout a l'heure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;-pachia&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/2889946319698443633-5178147085011197334?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5178147085011197334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/5178147085011197334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/5178147085011197334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-in.html' title='&quot;YOU&apos;RE IN!&quot;'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8822683018680654033</id><published>2009-01-20T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:55:42.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='at last'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inaugration'/><title type='text'>at last</title><content type='html'>Since Pachia did not talk about Obama, I will. I have few words to express my emotions about this event. I think my emotions have been exhausted over the campaign trail. Sadly I have not seen the inauguration speech because I was in school and we could not get it streaming in the class because my teacher is techonolgically retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching the parade/ball stuff and the celebration is overwhelming. It gets me all emotional every time I watch stuff like this. I cried when I was watching the presidential couple dance to Beyonce's "At Last". I could tell Beyonce was holding it in too. Oh and I loved what Michelle Obama was wearing at the inaugraul balls! I wasn't really feeling the "lemongrass" suit but it was very first lady. And Biden's wife was nice and flashy too. I love her bold colors. And the KIDS!!! oh the Obama kids are so cute. Great choice of fashion. Very official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gadgets/slideshows/840/slide_840_15060_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 270px;" src="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gadgets/slideshows/840/slide_840_15060_large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gadgets/slideshows/869/slide_869_15183_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 270px;" src="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gadgets/slideshows/869/slide_869_15183_large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gadgets/slideshows/869/slide_869_15188_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 270px;" src="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gadgets/slideshows/869/slide_869_15188_large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDORGfttQXE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDORGfttQXE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce sang beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the words of Reverend Joseph Lowery, I hope for a day where &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;black will not be asked to give back, when brown can stick around, when yellow will be mellow, when the red man can get ahead man, and when white will embrace what is right. Let all those who'll do justice and love mercy say amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who could not say AMEN TO THAT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hahah. &lt;a href="http://www.angryasianman.com/2009/01/something-to-look-forward-to.html"&gt;Angry Asian Man&lt;/a&gt; comments that he wishes that there were more words that rhymed with yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2889946319698443633-8822683018680654033?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8822683018680654033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8822683018680654033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8822683018680654033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/at-last.html' title='at last'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-349500944602943801</id><published>2009-01-20T14:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:22:54.780-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whitney port'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean hana yori dango'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britney spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hills'/><title type='text'>OBAMA-RAMA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;actually i won't be talking about obama :) because i've been wayyyy tooo obbsssesssseed with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE CITY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really bad that i've been tv deprived for so long, because whenever i get the chance to catch up on shows, i forget everything else and become mutilated into some tv zombie. i spent all weekend (nights) watching korean hana yori dango and THE CITY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whitney port is so adorable. i really like the hills, but i'm in love with the city. i don't know what it is about whitney, but after watching the first four episodes she's become my idol--and it's really weird because i've never really had an idol, yet i adore everything about this girl. she and jay are super cute. and she's so classy, mature and sweet. i've always liked her, actually. and on another note, i thought the hills was getting a little slow, but after watching the last episode that aired i cried, and suddenly realized how much i've grown on these girls. i really don't know who they are, and they have no idea that i exist, but i still love it. like melanie says "watching them makes me want to go into the fashion industry." all i really do know, however, is that whitney is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thehollywoodgossip.com/images/gallery/whitney-port-bikini-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 522px;" src="http://www.thehollywoodgossip.com/images/gallery/whitney-port-bikini-photo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love her cutie bow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mtv.com/onair/the-city/season_1/photos/cast/group/Street_6_0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 548px; height: 365px;" src="http://www.mtv.com/onair/the-city/season_1/photos/cast/group/Street_6_0173.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jay is no justinbobbyyyy. he's too sweeeet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but about hyd. it was okay. i really have to watch more. i've only seen the first two episodes, and all i have to say is that RUI IS NOT CUTEEEEEE! or ji hoon, or whatever his name is in korean. i really love domyoji's hair though. it looks super fake, but i think it's cute. i wish makino was a little cuter. however maybe i should learn their names first, before criticizing the entire thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a load of crap to do for finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know that all the radio stations are boycotting britney's new song, but i still love it. everyone else is blabbling "fuck" all over their songs, atleast she did it in a clever way. no matter how much shit she's been through, i find that in the end i still come back to love her. i guess that's just what happens when you've loved her from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PH2d_PlN0XU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PH2d_PlN0XU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PACHIAAAAAAAH &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/2889946319698443633-349500944602943801?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/349500944602943801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/obama-rama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/349500944602943801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/349500944602943801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/obama-rama.html' title='OBAMA-RAMA!'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2926299784059994020</id><published>2009-01-19T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:44:34.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martin luther king jr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life blueprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inaugration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wongfu productions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>a little closer to the dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Happy MLK JR day. Instead of reminiscing Martin Luther King Jr's words about his "I Have a Dream", I want to show another great work of MLK Jr that relates to me as I get older and I am graduating and I am getting closer to that step he calls, having a "life blueprint". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Six months before he was assassinated, King spoke to a group of students at Barratt Junior High School in Philadelphia on October 26, 1967. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I want to ask you a question, and that is:  What is your life's blueprint?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever a building is constructed, you usually have an architect who draws a blueprint, and that blueprint serves as the pattern, as the guide, and a building is not well erected without a good, solid blueprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now each of you is in the process of building the structure of your lives, and the question is whether you have a proper, a solid and a sound blueprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to suggest some of the things that should begin your life's blueprint. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Number one in your life's blueprint, should be a deep belief in your own dignity, your worth and your own somebodiness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Don't allow anybody to make you fell that you're nobody. Always feel that you count. Always feel that you have worth, and always feel that your life has ultimate significance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, in your life's blueprint &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you must have as the basic principle the determination to achieve excellence in your various fields of endeavor.&lt;/span&gt; You're going to be deciding as the days, as the years unfold what you will do in life — what your life's work will be. Set out to do it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say to you, my young friends, doors are opening to you--doors of opportunities that were not open to your mothers and your fathers — and the great challenge facing you is to be ready to face these doors as they open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson, the great essayist, said in a lecture in 1871,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "If a man can write a better book or preach a better sermon or make a better mousetrap than his neighbor, even if he builds his house in the woods, the world will make a beaten path to his door."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hasn't always been true — but it will become increasingly true, and so I would urge you to study hard, to burn the midnight oil; I would say to you, don't drop out of school. I understand all the sociological reasons, but I urge you that in spite of your economic plight, in spite of the situation that you're forced to live in — stay in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you discover what you will be in your life, set out to do it as if God Almighty called you at this particular moment in history to do it. don't just set out to do a good job. Set out to do such a good job that the living, the dead or the unborn couldn't do it any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it falls your lot to be a street sweeper, sweep streets like Michelangelo painted pictures, sweep streets like Beethoven composed music, sweep streets like Leontyne Price sings before the Metropolitan Opera. Sweep streets like Shakespeare wrote poetry. Sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will have to pause and say: Here lived a great street sweeper who swept his job well. If you can't be a pine at the top of the hill, be a shrub in the valley. Be be the best little shrub on the side of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a bush if you can't be a tree. If you can't be a highway, just be a trail. If you can't be a sun, be a star&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. For it isn't by size that you win or fail. Be the best of whatever you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Today on the eve of inaugration and concidentally, the day we celebrate MLK JR, we all compare how far we have gotten and how we have progressed and followed through with what MLK JR wanted. I think a good point is made by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://poplicks.com/"&gt;poplicks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; that MLK Jr did not mean specifically that we have achieved change when one day we are able to have a black president. Obama's election has not achieved the dream yet. Obama, solely achieve the change, we have to. The day when we can all accept each other for our minor flaws, or differences is the day we will have achieved the dream MLK Jr. wanted. Can we do it America? We are getting closer, maybe. But I am not entirely sure. But I can say we have progressed a lot farther than some countries out there, and that is something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a funny note, watch this cute little short. I read it off Wongfu blog. I cannot wait for their new short, released on Jan 31st!!! Watch the trailer too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-XmCrNn6dRs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-XmCrNn6dRs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sfI-N1nmiLc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sfI-N1nmiLc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2889946319698443633-2926299784059994020?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2926299784059994020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-closer-to-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2926299784059994020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2926299784059994020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-closer-to-dream.html' title='a little closer to the dream'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-407071192201509087</id><published>2009-01-18T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:33:42.189-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior ball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress'/><title type='text'>i love winter.</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how it is still freaking cold. But hey, at least I am not in a state that goes below 60 degrees. I should try and take advantage of this weather but I cannot pull off the tights and boots look when it is obviously too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6UzdmF8O-Oo/SXMDQ0ah3mI/AAAAAAAANWo/t8d6LK1-Ma0/s400/IMG_1562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6UzdmF8O-Oo/SXMDQ0ah3mI/AAAAAAAANWo/t8d6LK1-Ma0/s400/IMG_1562.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/5851/d326512lle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 545px;" src="http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/5851/d326512lle1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i384.photobucket.com/albums/oo287/UniqueFshion/uniquefshion006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 538px;" src="http://i384.photobucket.com/albums/oo287/UniqueFshion/uniquefshion006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3242/3150936366_163f9d39c2_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 539px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3242/3150936366_163f9d39c2_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i384.photobucket.com/albums/oo287/UniqueFshion/uniquefshion002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 494px;" src="http://i384.photobucket.com/albums/oo287/UniqueFshion/uniquefshion002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i384.photobucket.com/albums/oo287/UniqueFshion/uniquefshion001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 322px;" src="http://i384.photobucket.com/albums/oo287/UniqueFshion/uniquefshion001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been doing little small fun get togethers with my friends and since there is not many places to really "dress" up for fun, it is fun to dress up with friends. I am very inspired to get more fun party dresses. I am much more comfortable in tights than in jeans so I ususally wear some tights and a dress or skirt. I am glad I bought dresses for fun back a couple months ago when the weather was good. Now I have more of an urge to buy MORE looking at these cutesy dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p136/pinklepie/2346279613_04a92f7623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p136/pinklepie/2346279613_04a92f7623.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll8/forfashionfreaks/A40_cacao1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 523px;" src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll8/forfashionfreaks/A40_cacao1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mixtape-love.net/fashion/D337877_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 532px;" src="http://www.mixtape-love.net/fashion/D337877_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mixtape-love.net/fashion/D343668_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 527px;" src="http://www.mixtape-love.net/fashion/D343668_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is early to look for a ball dress but heck, you know a lot of girls are anyway. So my inspiration is this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3211/3018446760_61dfb3f7c6_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 549px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3211/3018446760_61dfb3f7c6_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3216/2999722833_a8ea4bfe8c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 626px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3216/2999722833_a8ea4bfe8c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want long, slim and I want a color that isn't too tacky. I prefer a little bit of color but after looking at tons of tacky, over the top, typical prom/ball dresses, I am sick of those BRIGHT vibrant colors. They are gross. I want something simple but pretty. And definetly complement of my skin tone and my body. It will be a long quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been trying to find a dress for homecoming (that melanie and pachia are coming too too!!!) and our theme is Olympics (which I think is stupid), but I think I have find a solution, RIGHT IN MY OWN CLOSET. I bought this mini gold dress on impulse maybe a year or more ago. I tried it on the other day with my opaque tights and man, I can actually fit into it. I've lost enough weight where it isnt so tight anymore. So I will be the gold medal! Haha, I can't wait to show it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been addicted to this song. It is a new hit song in Korea so I wanted to see what the hype is about. Trust me, once you listen to it, you cant stop thinking about it. I can listen to it a million times, as annoying as it is, it is damn catchy. And SNSD is so cute. Damn their cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wj-6esAwFxE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wj-6esAwFxE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I have decided this weekend, underaged drinking is way overrated.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it is still fun. The things we do for the sake of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;---christina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-407071192201509087?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/407071192201509087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/407071192201509087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/407071192201509087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-winter.html' title='i love winter.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6UzdmF8O-Oo/SXMDQ0ah3mI/AAAAAAAANWo/t8d6LK1-Ma0/s72-c/IMG_1562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8260867495859427050</id><published>2009-01-18T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:38:51.963-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zipia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wardrobe 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michellephan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accesories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheldon homecoming'/><title type='text'>zipia, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've LOVE accessories! So I think I really need to incorporate more of them into my 2009 wardrobe. 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style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPEiahx8zI/AAAAAAAABdU/qN0144c9y8c/s320/earrringsiwant.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292790082606068530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPEiRHRt5I/AAAAAAAABdM/o_Z_V2BIxBI/s1600-h/earringsiwant.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPEiRHRt5I/AAAAAAAABdM/o_Z_V2BIxBI/s320/earringsiwant.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292790080078985106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPFQbV-pkI/AAAAAAAABek/ieOz_bYNk1E/s1600-h/RINGSiwant.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPFQbV-pkI/AAAAAAAABek/ieOz_bYNk1E/s320/RINGSiwant.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292790873098987074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPFQSgcjXI/AAAAAAAABec/h3mWcjUgMcM/s1600-h/braceletiwant.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPFQSgcjXI/AAAAAAAABec/h3mWcjUgMcM/s320/braceletiwant.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292790870726970738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPFbC-euqI/AAAAAAAABes/O8_OJJA54c4/s1600-h/outfits1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPFbC-euqI/AAAAAAAABes/O8_OJJA54c4/s400/outfits1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292791055536536226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she is so cute! i love her skirt (i'm suddenly fawning over pink), and i love the stripes (i've been buying lots of stripes lately)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black is simple and clean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BLACK! and i love faux fur, tres chic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPGB0Y_UgI/AAAAAAAABe8/1Xz3Sd1hp_k/s1600-h/outfits3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPGB0Y_UgI/AAAAAAAABe8/1Xz3Sd1hp_k/s400/outfits3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292791721636090370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPGB9Ya6RI/AAAAAAAABe0/oTlTPMtkSUg/s1600-h/outfits2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPGB9Ya6RI/AAAAAAAABe0/oTlTPMtkSUg/s400/outfits2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292791724049623314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPGWK8KSVI/AAAAAAAABfE/QW0HEydRrKg/s1600-h/hair.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 338px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPGWK8KSVI/AAAAAAAABfE/QW0HEydRrKg/s400/hair.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292792071286573394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i guess i'm just going for the more sultry look this year? because i loveeeee her hair too. i was watching this youtube video where they taught you how to curl your hair using strips of paperbags the other day. i tried it and it turned out alright, though not as cute as michellephan's hair. i think i'll just stick to hair rollers, but people at school seemed to like it. josephine even tried it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPGibkhwhI/AAAAAAAABfM/1eZKg7LRpgk/s1600-h/outfits4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPGibkhwhI/AAAAAAAABfM/1eZKg7LRpgk/s400/outfits4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292792281909281298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and or course, i'm still on my quest to find a peacoat!!! whenever i come across one, it's either too big or not what i'm looking for. winter will probably be over by the time i get one, haha, but i havent given up yet. i also want a nice pair of boots. the ones i have are getting worn out. i always wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/15395494_70_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 390px;" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/15395494_70_b?$detailmain$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tommy bought me these cute golden flower earrings from urban for christmas... and i was soo excited to wear them, but then i found out that i had lost one! :( i'm surprised he's not mad, because they were $17 earrrings!!! however, i'm sure it just fell of my drawer and is now hidden under the mounds of crap on my. hopefully after finals this week, i'll clean out my room and find them. i didn't get the chance to wear them, because my ears were hurting (i have sensitive ears). but i think i've found a solution to that! my friend, who also has sensitive ears, told me her secret to wearing fake earrings-- she coats it with clear nail polish. so i'm gonna see how that works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited for sheldon homecoming!!! i saw this dress i wanted to buy at goodwill yesterday, but it was extremely overpriced for the condition it was in. i'm thinking i'm just going to recycle one of my old dresses, and spice it up with some new earrings and crazy hair (well, not that crazy)... we'll take loads of pictures :) senior memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;PACHIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(P.S. i'm not sure how the zipia ordering is going to turn out...)&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/2889946319698443633-8260867495859427050?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8260867495859427050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/zipia-anyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8260867495859427050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8260867495859427050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/zipia-anyone.html' title='zipia, anyone?'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SXPEvewr38I/AAAAAAAABeU/SipbX2A28lk/s72-c/earrrrrrrrrrrringsiwant.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-805629192093580687</id><published>2009-01-13T23:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:31:22.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscence'/><title type='text'>i love reading old posts.</title><content type='html'>i was just bored and just randomnly looking at old posts but it is really amazing how the year can progress. in feb 2008, i was already supporting obama in the california primaries. i hadn't even had ap gov yet and hadn't been "swept" in the political chaos, but i was still into it. i remember i was talking with hanh and angelo on aim about politics but no one (myage) even gave a fuck at the time. and then i was listening to gabe bondac in a post in june/july 2008. and I MET HIM in october 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life works in funny ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just really like this intro song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/qzc8tgqxQC/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/qzc8tgqxQC/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 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src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/qzc8tgqxQC/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/3DcWyJ2/playlist/ZDnqO83B/wonder_girls_intro_nobody_ballad_version_music_playlis/"&gt;Wonder girls - Intro - Nobody (ballad version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;looking at old posts, my old self, makes me have hope for the future. that the year will turn out all right. i will remain the same, just older and more wise. 2009 is an exciting year, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-805629192093580687?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/805629192093580687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-reading-old-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/805629192093580687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/805629192093580687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-reading-old-posts.html' title='i love reading old posts.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-7790986688709300177</id><published>2009-01-11T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:54:04.463-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her story'/><title type='text'>im nothing but a sand castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/SWgk4ZOQQWI/AAAAAAAAHr8/lgDHwm6GNS4/s400/senioryear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/SWgk4ZOQQWI/AAAAAAAAHr8/lgDHwm6GNS4/s400/senioryear.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Senior year is love/hate year. A lot more hate though. Haha. Today I went to the big central library downtown and I love big libraries. Though I hate how you can never really go to the library expecting to stumble upon some good books. But I did find some good books to read. I am really addicted to non-fiction books about consumerism and the economy ever since I read Freakanomics. I haven't gone to the public library in two years since I got my first library card but I went with my mom and my sisters and we have found a new love in public libraries. The library near our home has a new building so we visited that one. I read probably less than ten books over break. I just read, watched tv, ate and slept. It felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWryX0-D32I/AAAAAAAABcM/1AIr7_lB-GU/s1600-h/217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWryX0-D32I/AAAAAAAABcM/1AIr7_lB-GU/s200/217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290307203469926242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWry3x_nVMI/AAAAAAAABcU/DjR6CjC8TA8/s1600-h/218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWry3x_nVMI/AAAAAAAABcU/DjR6CjC8TA8/s200/218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290307752426951874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books currently reading/about to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.technicallyspeakingllc.com/content/herstory.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 363px;" src="http://www.technicallyspeakingllc.com/content/herstory.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I checked out this photo essay book. It is a timeline of history of women who changed America.&lt;br /&gt;I grew up reading women history thanks to those Dear America diaries and I used to love reading historical fictions when I was young. I really appreciate women in history. Looking at these photos and facts make me strive to be in a book like that. I want to be in the history books. These women are really heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am loving Solange and her music. It is definitely refreshing, happy, and colorful. She edited/did the music video herself for Sand Castle. I am not sure if she did the I decided one, but still they are great. She is really an artist. Both Knowles sisters are talented. I love Beyonce's new album too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/8rK6Gt_-I-/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/8rK6Gt_-I-/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/Ws7reFBxBt/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/Ws7reFBxBt/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the mall with my friends to buy a birthday present to sent to our friend in Korea. They don't have Aeropostale there and she loves Aeropostale so we bought her some stuff there. Personally, I do not really like Aeropostale but we got some nice stuff for her. I really do not like mall shopping but I love walking around the mall. It makes me reminiscene about my childhood. Like going to buy cinnabons at Cinnabon or visiting the Sanrio store or the Disney store. The mall has some good memories. But seriously, I can no longer buy clothes from there. But it was fun to shop around with friends. And I think UO is too overpriced. But cute. But overpriced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr00rIE-BI/AAAAAAAABcc/T1TN4qENZ6Y/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr00rIE-BI/AAAAAAAABcc/T1TN4qENZ6Y/s320/048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290309898067048466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr1MeANZII/AAAAAAAABck/IplyTpGZKw0/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr1MeANZII/AAAAAAAABck/IplyTpGZKw0/s320/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290310306861245570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love trying on hats.&lt;br /&gt;Fedoras do not look bad on me.&lt;br /&gt;I need to invest in hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr1mRmqRoI/AAAAAAAABcs/-37oyG9xu2o/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr1mRmqRoI/AAAAAAAABcs/-37oyG9xu2o/s320/051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290310750209459842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting but hats from 1920s are becoming popular.&lt;br /&gt;Those bowl cut, feather hats. I like them.&lt;br /&gt;but not as flattering as fedoras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr18JdCK1I/AAAAAAAABc0/Rbbygqm6XJM/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr18JdCK1I/AAAAAAAABc0/Rbbygqm6XJM/s320/057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290311125978721106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture.&lt;br /&gt;May be the first and last together picture at mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And update on my little sister Sophie. She is growing faster and faster. She crawls everywhere now. Already five months. It is amazing. She will be walking in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr2XPaWL3I/AAAAAAAABc8/7EFASZgrD5k/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr2XPaWL3I/AAAAAAAABc8/7EFASZgrD5k/s320/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290311591434530674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr22LLjp4I/AAAAAAAABdE/FECQKr4-zJI/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SWr22LLjp4I/AAAAAAAABdE/FECQKr4-zJI/s320/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290312122874701698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 weeks before graduation. Augh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;---christina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-7790986688709300177?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/7790986688709300177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-nothing-but-sand-castle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/7790986688709300177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/7790986688709300177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-nothing-but-sand-castle.html' title='im nothing but a sand castle'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/SWgk4ZOQQWI/AAAAAAAAHr8/lgDHwm6GNS4/s72-c/senioryear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2981299250403210308</id><published>2009-01-06T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:20:19.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economic recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what would you do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='build me up buttercup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amanda seyfried'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeland security usa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mamma mia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>what is happening to the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was just watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Would You Do?&lt;/span&gt; on ABC. It is this show where certain crazy situations are set up and hidden cameras and you get to see people's reactions. The first part of the episode I saw was about illegal immigrants. They set up an actor acting as a racist bigot behind the counter of a cafe and he has to serve to two Mexican workers. The Mexican workers only speak Spanish and they are trying to ask other customers to help them order. The guy behind the counter mocks them or he says "speak english!" or tells them they should go back to their country, they are here illegally, etc. It is absolutely appalling right? Well in the beginning, a lot of customers AGREED with the RACIST BIGOT behind the counter. One guy even told the workers they should just leave before he calls the police. And he was African-American. You would think he has had his fair share of discrimination that he would not want to see others treated the same way. But no, he is angry at them for not being able to speak a language. So these customers treat the workers this way, the reporter comes out and asks them WHY did they react that way. Some people responded that "oh they are here illegally, they are taking jobs away, etc". Blah, bull crap. Well the African-American guy said the same thing and he was personally angry that illegal immigrants are taking away jobs. But after half an hour of watching others do the same thing he did, he said he realized what he did was wrong and he would apolgize to those guys. Well, nice to know someone realized the wrong. But not everyone tolerated the actor's racism. Some people yelled at him, some told him how wrong he was, etc. A lot were so appalled they become emotional. It was really interesting to see the image of a good American heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://as7.dsi.go.com/is/image/ABCNewsStore/P080226M?$full$"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 266px;" src="http://as7.dsi.go.com/is/image/ABCNewsStore/P080226M?$full$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well during the show, the reporter took an actual Mexican labor worker, an illegal, to watch the hidden cameras with the crew. His story was that he wakes up at 5 am every day to walk two hours to stop where he waits with other Mexican men, hoping for a car to pick them up for a job. I am not unfamiliar with those kind of stops. We have them in Sacramento. I've seen the large lines of Mexican men. My dad has even been there to pick guys up to help us move houses. Well watching how ignorant and mean people were being, the labor worker said he was very sad and he almost wanted to cry. He said how sad it was for people to not see that they were human beings and how hard they worked. It was really sad. I was bawling when he was talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so appalled about how mean people can be and I would really hate myself if I ever acted that way. About &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;88 people walked in the store&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 49 DID NOT HELP the MAN.&lt;/span&gt; 9 of those 49 agreed with the man behind the counter.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 39 however, helped the Mexican guys&lt;/span&gt;. I know sometimes when we are scared of being put in an awkward situation or scared of talking to people who don't know English, we can act angry or ignore the problem, but we should not be afraid to help others. We really should not. We can not complain about the ignorant if we ourselves ignore the comments of the ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a clip of another What Would You Do?&lt;br /&gt;It is about kids beating up a homeless man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dvzj8wyZ9PI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dvzj8wyZ9PI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A show premiering today that I am absolutely amazed about is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homeland Security USA&lt;/span&gt;. It documents what goes on for border patrol and international airports. It really gives the American people an eye to what they have been complaining about. It shows the heroes of the USA who do not get recognized, who risk their lives, and who have to deal with so much crap. People should stop complaining about the border patrol because they do a lot more than you think. The show showed a lot of people trying to smuggle drugs into the country. Another was capturing some people trying to smuggle people into the country. there was this stupid Asian guy who was coming back from Mexico HOLDING marijuana pipes at the airport. He could not bring them to America and he was like "so will someone pay for it? can i just put it in my bag?". Such a dumbass. He was like man I should have just put it in my pocket. The officiers were like then you would have been fined for smuggling. But overall, I really enjoyed the show. It was pretty cool. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABC, Tuesdays at 10 pm. WATCH IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just saw&lt;a href="http://money.aol.com/news/articles/_a/bbdp/financial-downturn-leads-to-suicides/296120"&gt; this article &lt;/a&gt;on aol.com (my mom's homepage for some reason) and it made me think how bad this economic recession is. It is really a GLOBAL DEPRESSION. The article was about how a German billionaire suicided by stepping in front of a train over his financial losses. He isn't the first European billionaire to suicide. It makes me think that this is not such an easy fix. And I get mad when I see Donald Trump on tv, trying to promote how people can get rich off of this recession. That is the reason we are in a recession, so many people trying more than their share. It is ridiciulous. Screw you Donald Trump! you and your stupid comb over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I watched Mamma Mia with my sister over break and I am addicted to the soundtrack. The movie was not my taste. I think it was more for old people to me. It was more of a Meryl Streep-Pierce Brosan romance that was thoroughly gross for me. They are old. Well Meryl Streep is old... Pierce Brosan is still a hottie for his age. But I LOVE the songs. Especially Amanda Seyfried's voice. She is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/YPGh1TWy4i/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/YPGh1TWy4i/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/K6LZj4f59n/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/K6LZj4f59n/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cFSt7FuAf9/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cFSt7FuAf9/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_3C5ObCUKI/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_3C5ObCUKI/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love/hate how there are so many talented people on youtube. My friend showed me this one girl who can really rock the ukulele. Her videos make me feel happy. This is a cute video. She is talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeP1Klmk0ng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeP1Klmk0ng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am trying to achieve my new year resolution. Looking back at the posts, we have gotten lazy. I want to make this blog fun again. Instead of complaining about my life! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2889946319698443633-2981299250403210308?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2981299250403210308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-happening-to-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2981299250403210308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2981299250403210308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-happening-to-world.html' title='what is happening to the world?'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-240201059150378102</id><published>2009-01-01T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:28:11.828-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year resolution'/><title type='text'>hello two-thousand-and-nine.</title><content type='html'>Wow to think it is already 2009. Freaking crazy as hell. This year holds up so many expectations already. It is kind of scary and sad at the same time. But happy. Happy because this is truely going to be a new year full of SCARY NEW THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the year of senior ball, graduations, college admission letters, buying college dorm stuff, new friends, etc. Before it was midnight, I was talking to Michelle and we were awfully scared about the new year. We are not exactly ready to be thrown out in the world. But looking back now, I think we may or may not be ready but I know we can survive. Pachia and I always talk about how it is so crazy how the years have past by but I know we are excited as much as we are scared. I think the world needs to get ready for us, because we are finally coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty happy because I just finished my LAST APPLICATION. ALL MY COLLEGE APPLICATIONS ARE DONE. It is a miracle. I am glad it is damn over. I've been worrying about my applications all winter break. I hope I get into somewhere. At least I have states for backup haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, happy 1st year anniversary of our blog. I am glad we actually kept up with this thing. It is amazing we did. I know we both do not stay committed to these types of online journal/blogging things long but I think we have tried as best as we could to be committed to this one. Even though we have been writing less and less. We used to have like 20-30 posts for a month. Now we have like five, haha. But I promise I will do more. We are just both busy and lazy. But I promise to write more because I don't want to forget anything. I want to preserve our memories in these pages. I suck at diaries so this is as close to a diary as it can be for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new years resolutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;write more in our blog, write more interesting things, more intellecutual things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do not get senioritis. you are almost there but you will not get that virus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a license (i am sad i know, almost eighteen too)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make good memories with everyone, even those you are not close to because it could be the last&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get another job (that one will be hard)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;even though you are reluctant, grow up. cant be like peter pan forever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to be more adult&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;accept life as it is, never be bitter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;don't forget your optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopes and dreams for 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting into a college i will be happy with&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;throw that rave party for my 18th birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a senior ball date&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a junior prom date, i said i would go so i will go!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keeping in touch with the people i care about&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going on a road trip with friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lets go to disneyland!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a great summer as great as 08&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;crying less, stressing less&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be more daring, regretting less&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this year is going to be great. I really do. Just as great as 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edit&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I saw my other blog friends doing this so I will do this too. I need to see if I accomplished any of my resolutions last year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CK's RESOLUTIONS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Stop taking naps (it ruins your sleeping pattern!)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Figure out what colleges you might want to apply to&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Drink milk&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stop slouching (could cause later back problems and stunt your growth even more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stop having freak-outs about school.(optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So I don't really drink as much milk. But I do drink some. I probably still slouch. And of course I cannot stop having freak-outs. But I think less dramatically as last year. And I have stopped taking a lot of naps during the school year because I was working and man I would be in trouble if I did not figure out what colleges I would be applying to. Good Job CK for 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---christina.&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/2889946319698443633-240201059150378102?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/240201059150378102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-two-thousand-and-nine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/240201059150378102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/240201059150378102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-two-thousand-and-nine.html' title='hello two-thousand-and-nine.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-4651824381018793097</id><published>2009-01-01T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:38:18.024-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year resolution'/><title type='text'>* happy anniversaryyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's crazy how it's already been an entire year since we started this blog! and its sad that christina and i couldn't spend new years together like we did last year. but last night i spent some time going through all of our posts throughout the year, and we've definitely grown and changed. i'm soooo glad we made this blog, because it's going to be really fun going through all of our old posts when we're old and in college and no longer teenagers anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really do anything for new years. my family went to sleep early, and i stayed up doing my common app for stanford and finishing a 2008 bulletin quiz on myspace. yippeeeee... and then i went to sleep rejected as my drunk bf hung up on me twice :| but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did spend christmas in fresno with the family though, and that was nice. i love kidddddies, especially my little cousins who are so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0lJTBjGtI/AAAAAAAABb8/uRbVN0n9bPo/s1600-h/IMG_2304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0lJTBjGtI/AAAAAAAABb8/uRbVN0n9bPo/s400/IMG_2304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286422379258649298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0lJF3aVvI/AAAAAAAABb0/QZx1VWv2ZII/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0lJF3aVvI/AAAAAAAABb0/QZx1VWv2ZII/s400/IMG_2296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286422375726470898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0lIsZ79ZI/AAAAAAAABbs/brzQAcfu7HA/s1600-h/IMG_2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0lIsZ79ZI/AAAAAAAABbs/brzQAcfu7HA/s400/IMG_2295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286422368891958674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0lIaiAECI/AAAAAAAABbk/I4Xm3BM85KY/s1600-h/IMG_2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0lIaiAECI/AAAAAAAABbk/I4Xm3BM85KY/s400/IMG_2284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286422364093943842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kwyvyWBI/AAAAAAAABbc/eqPnsNZ5aFg/s1600-h/IMG_2274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kwyvyWBI/AAAAAAAABbc/eqPnsNZ5aFg/s400/IMG_2274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286421958277355538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kwRjyw1I/AAAAAAAABbU/xZeYc-iZpX8/s1600-h/IMG_2270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kwRjyw1I/AAAAAAAABbU/xZeYc-iZpX8/s400/IMG_2270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286421949368681298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kv-MX3dI/AAAAAAAABbM/nFSC1amCOck/s1600-h/IMG_2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kv-MX3dI/AAAAAAAABbM/nFSC1amCOck/s400/IMG_2259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286421944170175954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kvVJ_vqI/AAAAAAAABbE/UndoAS1Wi50/s1600-h/IMG_2256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kvVJ_vqI/AAAAAAAABbE/UndoAS1Wi50/s400/IMG_2256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286421933154352802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kvKJteLI/AAAAAAAABa8/Gk_p0bx1QOA/s1600-h/IMG_2255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0kvKJteLI/AAAAAAAABa8/Gk_p0bx1QOA/s400/IMG_2255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286421930200365234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully 2009 will be just as fun as 2008. my resolutions are simple this year: get into college, keep my grades up, find a job!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i made little doll-dolls for my brother and sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" &lt;br /&gt;codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" &lt;br /&gt;width="200" height="220" id="doll.swf" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="dollID=0000102280"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.doll-doll.com/doll.swf" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#fbfbea" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.doll-doll.com/doll.swf" FlashVars="dollID=0000102280" loop="false" menu="false" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#fbfbea" width="200" height="220" name="doll.swf" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src = "http://www.doll-doll.com/jsdoll.php?dollID=0000102281"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PACHIA!&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/2889946319698443633-4651824381018793097?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/4651824381018793097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-anniversaryyyy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/4651824381018793097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/4651824381018793097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-anniversaryyyy.html' title='* happy anniversaryyyy'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SV0lJTBjGtI/AAAAAAAABb8/uRbVN0n9bPo/s72-c/IMG_2304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-1426141175945946795</id><published>2008-12-22T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T03:25:28.542-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college applications'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fifty people one question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush and lovely'/><title type='text'>i feel good.</title><content type='html'>I found these videos off a recommendation from another blog I read. These videos make me feel good, even at 3:15 AM when I am trying to finish my private college applications (half way thru!!). I love that it is HIGH DEF. I love the cinematography. I love the REAL life expressions on people's faces. I love the questions. I love the feel, the music and the atmosphere for the video. I LOVE LOVE LOVE it. It is genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fifty People One Question&lt;/span&gt;, made by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crush &amp;amp; Lovely Films. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had an idea to ask one question to fifty people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="197"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2540216&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=00ADEF&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2540216&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=00ADEF&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="350" height="197"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="197"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2164626&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff0179&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2164626&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff0179&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="350" height="197"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="197"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1737450&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff9933&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1737450&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff9933&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="350" height="197"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;goals for break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish private school apps before xmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish reading invisible man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do ap gov fall hw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do pre-cal, ap lit hw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read some books for pleasure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read some classics for ap lit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hang out with pachia &amp;amp; melanie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drama day with maggie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;board game night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleep a lot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;what crazy teachers give hw during break? all my teachers except the teacher i ta for. no christmas spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;--christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-1426141175945946795?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1426141175945946795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-feel-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1426141175945946795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1426141175945946795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-feel-good.html' title='i feel good.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-5189377886820978668</id><published>2008-12-19T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:38:59.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock and Roll play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom stoppard'/><title type='text'>i'm not done yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;12 page term paper on economic espionage&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Common App for Stanford&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish reading FAUST!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and do long form...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SCHOLARSHIPSSSSS!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought winter break was going to feel good. but i dont think it's really going to feel any different, besides the fact that i'll be getting a lot more sleep than i've usually been getting for the past week.. doing i dont even know what-- nothing :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bombed my ap stats test today. however i did write a somewhat decent bill for our mock senate in government. and hamlet was good, yet at the same time  i'm not sure i did so well on the hamlet test or the ap essay (which i don't think i'm EVER going to get over a 7 on).  yearbook is as dramatic as it always has been.. blah, blah, i have two spreads to finish by the end of break. my mouse is acting reeeaallly irritating, but it must be because my computer just recovered from a deadly virus. not even the party-potlucks have felt nice today. the only thing that i actually did enjoy this week was watching Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead in english, which was awesome (although i probably would've never grasped it as deeply as i do now if my teacher didn't go over with us--and just because of that, even though it was good, it still makes me feel bad). Tom Stoppard is a geniuuuus (though)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but aside from all that, i still have my senior project to do. which i guess isn't so bad... i'm just not feeling up to going to businesses and asking them for donations so i can put on my food sale. maybe i was just setting a goal to high for myself! 1) learning how to cook gourmet food 2) making a cookbook 3) putting on a food sale to benefit the hungry! everyone's just taking it easy, nobody really committed themselves to doing a lot, and now i wish i never had either. But i know i can't back down.  besides, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;been thinking a lot about what i want to sell at the food sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SUyAn9etYQI/AAAAAAAABa0/M3x2INTtV3M/s1600-h/pb%26j.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SUyAn9etYQI/AAAAAAAABa0/M3x2INTtV3M/s400/pb%26j.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281737887005368578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SUx9inll1AI/AAAAAAAABZc/Z9-HXSXUGU8/s1600-h/IMG_2203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SUx9inll1AI/AAAAAAAABZc/Z9-HXSXUGU8/s400/IMG_2203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281734496694424578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SUx9ieENXDI/AAAAAAAABZU/qst9QXJN38w/s1600-h/IMG_2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SUx9ieENXDI/AAAAAAAABZU/qst9QXJN38w/s400/IMG_2201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281734494138489906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom just bought new white plates and bowls, so i'm super excited; i want to take more pictures!!! i'm also going to the bakery with josie and her sister on monday, instead of the embassy, so i'm excited for that too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm running low on moneyyyyy because i've spent it all on gifts. i've already spent over $100. i bought tommy a cute pea-coat/coat, which, i'm glad, he loves; i bought josie these cute little sock/boots and a scarf from ae for secret santa; and i bought my mom and my sister and my lil brother gifts too, which all totaled up to over $80. today i also went to oldnavy and target and spent a bit more on my lil brother and my sister, which is fine, but i still have my dad and my brother and cousin and my other sister! and i only have so much more money in the bank. i also havent bought quite a few other people gifts either :| and bdays are coming up too :0 soo, i think i need to find a job. but everyone knows how that is these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAPP!!OPIU$)%&amp;amp;@)#% my mouse is retardeddddd. i'mmmmmm done. its friday. i want to watch a good movie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PACHIA!&lt;/span&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/2889946319698443633-5189377886820978668?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5189377886820978668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-not-done-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/5189377886820978668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/5189377886820978668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-not-done-yet.html' title='i&apos;m not done yet.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SUyAn9etYQI/AAAAAAAABa0/M3x2INTtV3M/s72-c/pb%26j.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-1971751761998332842</id><published>2008-12-13T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:32:52.739-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeremy sumpter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my secret lion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peter pan'/><title type='text'>my secret lion</title><content type='html'>I think senior year has definitely been a year of self-reflection. I am mentally preparing myself for a new stage of my life--adulthood. It is kind of scary to say that my next step is adulthood. To be eighteen and an "adult" seems really unnerving and scary. Even when I am 18, 19...21, I do not think I will be an adult yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having more self-reflecting moments because of English. In English, we read an essay in our book called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Secret Lion by Alberto Alvaro Rios&lt;/span&gt;. It is set in the POV of a boy who hits junior high. He reflects on the moments he and his best friend had in their childhood summers and how they became disillusioned and had to grow up. He talks about that weird middle school period (yes we all know that period) where girls are different, you feel different, adults always scold you when you do not know things, and adults assume you are supposed to know certain things but no one taught you those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was kind of disheartening because it made us realize how in one year, in one second, it was like a carpet was pulled from underneath us. One year, we reach a certain period and adults pull that carpet, that security blanket from underneath us and tell us "okay now it is the time to grow up and now you should know how everything in the world should work". It really doesn't make sense, but it happens. I wake up one day, 17 and half, still a teenager, a child, but I am pushed towards being an adult, to make my own decisions, fill out my own forms, remember my social security number, etc. I had to do it on my own and no one taught me how. And if I asked a question, I was scolded as if I should know. Well I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is called the secret lion because the boy says the lion is there and it just appeared and he can't really explain where and how it got there but it happened. That is the secret lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that story, my teacher asked us to remember when our secret lion moment happened and I tried to remember, but I really couldn't. I know it happened but I didn't have a moment in time where I saw the secret lion. I could say it was sixth grade. When girls and boys started to like each other. I liked boys but I did not want a boyfriend. But it just started happening and I just had to go with the flow and sixth grade was really disheartening and scary because everyone was trying to grow up so fast for no reason. I think that is when I had my secret lion moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little more depressed thinking about how I have to grow up after watching Peter Pan on tv. I really love that movie but now I come to understand it a little more watching it at my age. The whole struggle of you either have to learn how to be an adult to enjoy those adult feelings of love and family or you have to remain a child. It is a really bad ultimatum. I was really sad that Peter Pan lacked the whole family and love all because he didn't want to grow up. It was sooo sadddd to me. Why can't he have a family and love and still not grow up? BECAUSE SOCIETY WORKS IN HORRIBLE WAYS AND YOU CAN ONLY HAVE ONE. I want to be greedy and have it all and not grow up. But life doesn't work that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay home for one day without anything to do and this is what television does to me. Make me depressed about how life works. Thanks tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy, just look at Jeremy Sumpter. Where is this kid? I hate how good kid actors just disappear after one good movie. I loved both the lead kid actors. They were great. Overall, this was a great Peter Pan movie. It was done really well and you feel sympathy for Captain Hook too. Though the kid sexual tension between the two is a little much. But it is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://us.ent4.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/universal_pictures/peter_pan/_group_photos/jeremy_sumpter5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 235px;" src="http://us.ent4.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/universal_pictures/peter_pan/_group_photos/jeremy_sumpter5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is still hot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gurekin.blogsome.com/images/JeremySumpter7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 425px;" src="http://gurekin.blogsome.com/images/JeremySumpter7.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--ck. &lt;/span&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/2889946319698443633-1971751761998332842?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1971751761998332842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-secret-lion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1971751761998332842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1971751761998332842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-secret-lion.html' title='my secret lion'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-1295482079150310967</id><published>2008-12-07T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:00:55.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asian club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multicultural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean fan dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>my last multicultural.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0HItVXO52u/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0HItVXO52u/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, December 05, 2008 was my last multicultural show. My second and my last. I was very sad afterwards. I had spent Oct-Dec practicing, perfecting my dances. To have all that effort, that work in one night was very depressing. But I was so happy afterwards, so happy. The song above will remind me of multicultural, especially the night show. It was the song for PIC's hula dance. It really reminded me how this is the last multicultural for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am Asian Club secretary. Last year I just participated in the Asian Club couple dance and I choreographed the Korean fan dance with Michelle. This year, I choreographed the Korean fan dance again. However this year was even harder. Last year, I only had eight girls in my dance and it was a less than 2 minute dance, but still we tried hard and did well. This year we had a 2:38 song and 22 GIRLS!! It was freaking crazy. Originally I wanted probably 16 girls. I was worried I would not get enough girls but over 24 girls signed up. But in the end, I got 22 girls who performed. It was so stressful, so hectic, and crazy. Coming up with choregraphy for 22 girls throughout a whole song was crazy. I think I've watched every single Korean fan dance video on youtube to for inspiration. I didn't want to use the typical Korean fan moves so we even came up with our own. Luckily I have creative friends. Tiffany, Mimi, Michelle, Maggie, and Hanh helped out a lot. But in the end, I was responsible for everything. And last year we didnt have time for costumes because we had to do the dance in a quick two weeks but this year I WANTED TO HAVE COSTUMES. I stressed so much for costumes. We bought material, got the jackets, sashes, and bows made and bought skirts. The jackets had to be sewn and it was stressful to try and get people to get them sewn. We bought skirts online and they didnt come in until the DAY BEFORE the performance (I had guesstimate the girls size too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before dress rehersal (on a thursday, the day before the actual performance), I realized I was short THREE JACKETS so I had to go to my friend's house in the middle of the night and sew three jackets and we had no idea how to make it because our aunts' had done it so we had to figure it out from the jacket samples. It was crazy. But in the end, the costumes came through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily during rehersals our dances came out good, but my brother's ninja dance was horrible unorganized so the night before the performance, I stayed at school until 7:30 pm to make sure they had it down and it would look good. I did not want all my hard work to go down the drain if my brother's ninja dance made our club look horrible. I prayed so hard when they performed, but they pulled through. They really did their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before the performance, I had a breakdown at school. It was horrible. I have never cried before at school but I did that day. And the night before (when i had to make those jackets) I had a mini breakdown at home too. The stress was too much. But I felt happy after it so it is good to break down once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxqxpsP1JI/AAAAAAAABXs/WZbhm-mNe60/s1600-h/multicultural+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxqxpsP1JI/AAAAAAAABXs/WZbhm-mNe60/s320/multicultural+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277210264608953490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fashion Show;&lt;br /&gt;Korean, Thai/Lao, Vietnamese, Hmong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxrHefHuLI/AAAAAAAABX0/pgUKqoMRoiY/s1600-h/multicultural+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxrHefHuLI/AAAAAAAABX0/pgUKqoMRoiY/s320/multicultural+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277210639558228146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian Club repping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxtPO90TZI/AAAAAAAABYE/QgvqY12s5dI/s1600-h/multicultural+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxtPO90TZI/AAAAAAAABYE/QgvqY12s5dI/s400/multicultural+041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277212971854220690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian Club Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxu0wI71lI/AAAAAAAABYU/zm-4mtdyh54/s1600-h/multicultural+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxu0wI71lI/AAAAAAAABYU/zm-4mtdyh54/s400/multicultural+052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277214715926009426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senior girls;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, Adrienne, Maggie, Tiffany, Me, Hanh the Blowfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxv3kGHMGI/AAAAAAAABYk/i5dzldhwYZc/s1600-h/multicultural+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxv3kGHMGI/AAAAAAAABYk/i5dzldhwYZc/s400/multicultural+062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277215863744180322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my fan girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxwMaYmJ2I/AAAAAAAABYs/UG5CtaCQmW4/s1600-h/multicultural+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxwMaYmJ2I/AAAAAAAABYs/UG5CtaCQmW4/s400/multicultural+083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277216221914605410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last multicultural :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxwobnzSNI/AAAAAAAABY0/gkC4Vj3fS74/s1600-h/multicultural+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxwobnzSNI/AAAAAAAABY0/gkC4Vj3fS74/s400/multicultural+092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277216703283153106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to see our beautiful performances.&lt;br /&gt;I mixed ALL the songs for the three performances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjG2S_JU1H4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjG2S_JU1H4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHKmWHWHO14&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHKmWHWHO14&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BmAufCO77rk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BmAufCO77rk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud, I really am. All the tears, the stress, the anger, etc, was really worth it. Even if I failed two tests that week, it was worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants us to perform for them even if it is on a random street, WE WILL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--ck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-1295482079150310967?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1295482079150310967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-last-multicultural.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1295482079150310967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/1295482079150310967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-last-multicultural.html' title='my last multicultural.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STxqxpsP1JI/AAAAAAAABXs/WZbhm-mNe60/s72-c/multicultural+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-5938166049849826881</id><published>2008-12-03T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:07:34.644-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>blue days; gray sweaters?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b33/aishchee/IMG_1985.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b33/aishchee/IMG_1982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b33/aishchee/IMG_1979.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days are getting super cold. but today i was extremely hot in my dad's old sweater. i actually felt a little self-conscious, because the sweater was eating me, but i guess i got over it.  honestly, i really think that i need to go shopping for winter clothes. i've been wearing the same things every week, because i may have a lot of clothes, but i have nothing that i actually want to wear anymore (which also keeps me warm)! time for... some thrifting. especially since christmas is around. but times are tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so update? well, i sent in my uc college apps over thanksgiving break: uc berkeley, uc davis, uc santa cruz, uc santa barbara. i'm still debating whether or not i should apply to stanford, but i have a strong feeling that i'll just go for it :) aside from all that stuff, i've just been shuffling with school. i have to go write an essay on whether or not the bill of rights are above politics, so i'm just making a short and simple post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revior,&lt;br /&gt;PACHIA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-5938166049849826881?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5938166049849826881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/blue-days-gray-sweaters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/5938166049849826881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/5938166049849826881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/12/blue-days-gray-sweaters.html' title='blue days; gray sweaters?'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2259968569633370556</id><published>2008-11-30T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T03:03:03.025-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college applications'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><title type='text'>turkey weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I AM SO SAD MY BREAK IS ENDING SOON. :( I need more time. I have loads of hw to finish. I will never be caught up. I will try and hang by a thread until winter break. But I have accomplished one thing, UC and CSU APPLICATIONS DONNNNE!! Yeah, now on to private schools &gt;___&lt;.  Today we went to the grave to visit my grandma, haven't seen her grave in over a year. I don't know why but my mom wanted to take pictures by her grave. Strange. Then we went thrifting nearby. We got some good winter stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJma-QNcxI/AAAAAAAABVs/zTFh49L7-y4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJma-QNcxI/AAAAAAAABVs/zTFh49L7-y4/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274390727177892626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fat roly poly I am holding is my little sister, Sophie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJmC18umlI/AAAAAAAABVk/2GV2Hb9gm8g/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJmC18umlI/AAAAAAAABVk/2GV2Hb9gm8g/s200/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274390312631835218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister found some awesome textured tights.&lt;br /&gt;They were pretty old school, but really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I am always wary of textured tights in case they look hoeish :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJm2FN_zgI/AAAAAAAABV0/R9s7XWQhPCA/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJm2FN_zgI/AAAAAAAABV0/R9s7XWQhPCA/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274391192904125954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like grandma cardigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJnJVpUwjI/AAAAAAAABV8/q42_GrN8_9o/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJnJVpUwjI/AAAAAAAABV8/q42_GrN8_9o/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274391523731227186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this shirt. I cut the shoulder pads out of it.&lt;br /&gt;The color is such a vibrant purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJniSe1jqI/AAAAAAAABWE/5hx5Dwkh47Y/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJniSe1jqI/AAAAAAAABWE/5hx5Dwkh47Y/s320/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274391952378662562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJuP8VyPNI/AAAAAAAABWc/qkA-_-XQa6M/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJuP8VyPNI/AAAAAAAABWc/qkA-_-XQa6M/s320/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274399333778865362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I have a fetish for military style jackets.&lt;br /&gt;Especially over girly skirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJukMwJYjI/AAAAAAAABWk/EVmwm3PEWXM/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJukMwJYjI/AAAAAAAABWk/EVmwm3PEWXM/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274399681781785138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom found some cool 99 cent leather wallets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJu7fWmhwI/AAAAAAAABWs/_RIvQZ-itug/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJu7fWmhwI/AAAAAAAABWs/_RIvQZ-itug/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274400081911908098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wore today. I look like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJvkjAydSI/AAAAAAAABW0/9_aob7Rebe8/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJvkjAydSI/AAAAAAAABW0/9_aob7Rebe8/s320/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274400787268793634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty details of the dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJv3gwMc2I/AAAAAAAABW8/6kznESKSUAo/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJv3gwMc2I/AAAAAAAABW8/6kznESKSUAo/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274401113079837538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blue tights &amp;amp; my reddish orange carpet.&lt;br /&gt;They do not keep me warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found the CUTEST HAT for Sophie.&lt;br /&gt;We had to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;She looked delicious in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJwV7cUPkI/AAAAAAAABXE/60RuG5-JcS8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJwV7cUPkI/AAAAAAAABXE/60RuG5-JcS8/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274401635640294978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJwlXTw31I/AAAAAAAABXM/d2TnCPjTGCc/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJwlXTw31I/AAAAAAAABXM/d2TnCPjTGCc/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274401900818653010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS SO PRECIOUS WHEN SHE SMILES.&lt;br /&gt;she is a munchkin evil monkey though, really.&lt;br /&gt;babies are only angels in front of their mothers and fathers,&lt;br /&gt;in front of others (like their older sisters, they are a holy terror)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At Thanksgiving, all the little girls were fighting over Sophie. They acted like she was a play doll. Even when Sophie was being fussy and pulled their hair, one girl said "Oh she likes me, she wants me to be her sister". It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJxPQfl3pI/AAAAAAAABXU/vMkv_K59314/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJxPQfl3pI/AAAAAAAABXU/vMkv_K59314/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274402620543721106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJxvLHR0HI/AAAAAAAABXc/eW9fJWO3J9Q/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJxvLHR0HI/AAAAAAAABXc/eW9fJWO3J9Q/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274403168855380082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJyK85lu6I/AAAAAAAABXk/YJ7513pbtco/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJyK85lu6I/AAAAAAAABXk/YJ7513pbtco/s320/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274403646076205986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;--ck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2889946319698443633-2259968569633370556?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2259968569633370556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey-weekend.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2259968569633370556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2259968569633370556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey-weekend.html' title='turkey weekend.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/STJma-QNcxI/AAAAAAAABVs/zTFh49L7-y4/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-2565541874746473793</id><published>2008-11-17T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:56:26.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom writers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frankenstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jang guen suk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward scissorhands.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride and prejudice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we got married'/><title type='text'>things that make me cry</title><content type='html'>I've been watching/reading a lot of things in class lately and maybe I am just uber depressed and emotional with all the stress of college apps going on, my ap classes, school in general (senioritis!!), multicultural (next week!!!!), work, family, etc. and so I get teary eyed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDWARD SCISSORHANDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebs.com/viddingmaster/edward_scissorhands12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 178px;" src="http://www.freewebs.com/viddingmaster/edward_scissorhands12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It doesn't help that I had just finished reading Frankenstein for AP Language before seeing this movie. I have never seen Edward Scissorhands but the teacher I TA for was gone for two days so we watched Edward Scissorhands for her class. I just felt sooo sad for him afterwards, the loneliness. :( And how he only got to experience love for such a little time. I wanted to cry very bitterly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRANKENSTEIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.millipedepress.com/images/books/frankenstein-mary-shelley_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.millipedepress.com/images/books/frankenstein-mary-shelley_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was super depressed after this book. Again I felt very sorry for how lonely Frankenstein's monster must have felt after he woke up and his own creator did not greet him, did not love him. It wasn't his fault he did not know how to deal with emotions and acted in violence. It was Dr. Frankenstein's FAULT!!! I think Mary Shelley's feminist point of view is that if Dr. Frankenstein had been a woman, he would have taken care of his monster like a mother to a child, and would not have abandoned it! Only a mother can love a child that looks like a monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freedom Writers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://guldasta.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/freedomwriters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 221px;" src="http://guldasta.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/freedomwriters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was a pretty good movie. Kind of typical at some points, I was surprised no one died or got shot but overall I think it is so cool how it is a true story. Funny, the teacher in Freedom Writers is called Ms. G, and the teacher I TA for who is one of my favorite teachers is also called Ms. G, and she is just as awesome as the lady in Freedom Writers. She really is one of those teachers to inspire and make you want to do well. I got teary-eyed at the ending. I love happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.workingtitlefilms.com/photos/features/57/Lizzie-Darcy-450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 275px;" src="http://www.workingtitlefilms.com/photos/features/57/Lizzie-Darcy-450.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.njfilmfest.com/pride%20and%20prejudice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 245px;" src="http://www.njfilmfest.com/pride%20and%20prejudice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we are reading it for AP Language. I read it back in sophomore year but I didn't appreciate the high fluent language and the British sarcasm like I do now. Plus I spark noted half of it. But this time I read the whole thing and it was fabulous. AND THE MOVIE IS AWESOME!!! HOT ROMANCE. I cried for joy after finishing the book. It really is one of the best romance novels. Although I was deeply annoyed with Elizabeth and all her feminist sarcasm, she got some sense in the end. We started the movie before we left for turkey break and when Mr. Darcy confessed his love, all the girls screamed haha. It was quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE GOT MARRIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://londonface.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/sisns.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=499"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 397px;" src="http://londonface.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/sisns.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=499" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I AM SO MAD ALL MY FAVORITE COUPLES ARE LEAVING. I am so bitter and sad. I know it is just a reality show and it is all fake, but I know there are some real emotions in there. I cried when Andy and Solbi left. I was depressed when Alex and Shinae left. WHAT NEXT!?!? The lettuce couple --Hwangbo and HyunJoong :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I need to start reading or watching things that make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;I also cry over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q363/sushi11_album/Jang%20Geun%20Suk/random%20pics/MOVIE%20Baby%20and%20Me/img_8187_babyandi2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 442px;" src="http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q363/sushi11_album/Jang%20Geun%20Suk/random%20pics/MOVIE%20Baby%20and%20Me/img_8187_babyandi2008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BECAUSE HIS FACE IS SO PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.  jang guen suk &lt;33333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CK&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/2889946319698443633-2565541874746473793?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2565541874746473793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-that-make-me-cry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2565541874746473793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/2565541874746473793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-that-make-me-cry.html' title='things that make me cry'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-8556927030083701146</id><published>2008-11-08T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:12:59.525-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick dempsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atonement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='becoming jane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james mcavoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup'/><title type='text'>SATURDAYS to myself</title><content type='html'>just to fill you in, i hate sad movies. especially sad romance movies. they're so saaaaad! i just watched Atonement and poured my eyes out. it was such a freaking good movie--although i'm sure the book is way better. ahhh, i dont want to say anything, and spoil it for those who haven't seen it yet-- but i can't believe he diesssssss! aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! i hate sad movies, they're just too freaking gooood and saaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but on a more sane and happier note, james mcavoy is really such a hottie. Becoming Jane, which i'm also freaking in love with, was amazing because james was incredibly sexy in his tight outfits. and omg that accent is to killll for. ahhhh.. i shouldnt be talking about this on here because tommy will read it and get extremely jealous. he gets jealous a lot about my fancies for english accents and patrick dempsey as well, who i've got to say is the hottest older man i've ever seen. yeah, i haven't been posting much about it, but i've developed quite a few hollywood crushes this past month :) i miss being a crazy fan-girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYnhojDHiI/AAAAAAAABUI/Y6Klyasss_4/s1600-h/patrick_dempsey_97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYnhojDHiI/AAAAAAAABUI/Y6Klyasss_4/s400/patrick_dempsey_97.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266440273029963298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYnhT5KjeI/AAAAAAAABUA/csuzFEOLbs0/s1600-h/james%2Bmcavoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYnhT5KjeI/AAAAAAAABUA/csuzFEOLbs0/s400/james%2Bmcavoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266440267485580770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days it's been so nice and sunny! sadly today it's sprinklin' and once again, muggy. i woke up today feeling like it was time to eat some really good soup, so i whipped something up with the help of the handy-dandy foodnetwork.com! i was supposed to use frozen pureed winter squash for the base of the soup, but i didnt have any, so i went into the backyard and picked a pumpkin to use instead. it was reallly good. i changed it up a bit and used, baby bokchoi and pork instead of baby spinach and chicken, but still it was good and my siblings loooved it! i'm proud :) because i made it from scratch!!! and although it took me two hours to make, instead of the 15 minutes it was supposed to take, i had to cook and then puree that big pumpkin all by myself! so i guess it's justified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYqA5a6t3I/AAAAAAAABUo/LmOI9PHIR9A/s1600-h/IMG_1654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYqA5a6t3I/AAAAAAAABUo/LmOI9PHIR9A/s400/IMG_1654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266443009158461298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYqAtmbrkI/AAAAAAAABUg/r07jB1EB75s/s1600-h/IMG_1653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYqAtmbrkI/AAAAAAAABUg/r07jB1EB75s/s400/IMG_1653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266443005985533506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYqAFwVW8I/AAAAAAAABUY/Zcz2xr4z5CU/s1600-h/IMG_1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYqAFwVW8I/AAAAAAAABUY/Zcz2xr4z5CU/s400/IMG_1652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266442995289643970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYqAFEcE1I/AAAAAAAABUQ/d3bG19uRVUQ/s1600-h/IMG_1662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYqAFEcE1I/AAAAAAAABUQ/d3bG19uRVUQ/s400/IMG_1662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266442995105534802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i have to run because my aunt just called me, and she's picking me up soon for stockton new years tomorrow. my grandpa's funeral is next week. my mom wants me to make a slideshow. it's all very weird, but i 'm just not quite sure how to cope with this. i'll post when i have something interesting to say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889946319698443633-8556927030083701146?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8556927030083701146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturdays-to-myself.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8556927030083701146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/8556927030083701146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturdays-to-myself.html' title='SATURDAYS to myself'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRYnhojDHiI/AAAAAAAABUI/Y6Klyasss_4/s72-c/patrick_dempsey_97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-3079765267307156824</id><published>2008-11-06T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:41:45.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my name is kim sam soon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big bang'/><title type='text'>sunset glooow.</title><content type='html'>I hate to overshadow Pachia's wonderful post below, but just wanted to post a couple things.&lt;br /&gt;I've been having big fatty headaches about stress. So trying to de-stress and talk about misc. before I go and write an essay for AP Lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE US IS REMAKING MY NAME IS KIM SAM SOOON!?!?!!?&lt;/span&gt; NOOO. This new &lt;a href="http://www.dramabeans.com/2008/11/us-remaking-my-name-is-kim-sam-soon/"&gt;update&lt;/a&gt; has astounded me. I think it could turn out all right since the drama could be played to a more Westernized twist. I am just sad it would get remade. Apparently NBC is going to tackle it. Good old memories eh Pachia? Watching Kim Sam Soon in Pachia's bedroom when we were like in 8th grade. Have the years really gone by that fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q6q2BjEZVpI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q6q2BjEZVpI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This song makes me happy. New Big Bang album out, whooot. When I feel down, I listen to this happy song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/nfNwnqqzHp/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/nfNwnqqzHp/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing much, just posting for a hi-ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--christina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2889946319698443633-3079765267307156824?l=bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/feeds/3079765267307156824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunset-glooow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3079765267307156824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889946319698443633/posts/default/3079765267307156824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bye-bye-bicycle.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunset-glooow.html' title='sunset glooow.'/><author><name>pachia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07324173592003212953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/TRqrDYQUG0I/AAAAAAAAByI/ExXqCs7-78w/S220/Snapshot_20101223_13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889946319698443633.post-249899876979989442</id><published>2008-11-06T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:57:07.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><title type='text'>i told you change was good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TqVNeSDi_qU/SRM7N0i0ULI/AAAAAAAABTY/zA8V2fVIEug/s1600-h/timessquare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265617497955258546" style="DISPLAY: block; 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sat ii  total&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) and today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i took three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; sat iis. well i go to flori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n and i was worri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ed i would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; be late but i got there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; at 7:45 and it was all fine and i found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; some sheld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on kids to talk to. so as one of the teach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;er is instr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uctin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;g us to go to diffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rent place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s and we are about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to go in our class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, i reali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ze OMFG I FORGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T AN ID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?!?! AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;H so i am about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to like cry and have a heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; attac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k. then someo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ne is like just go tell them and maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; they will let you off. so i tell the guy and he says "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay just call someo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ne to bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt; it". so i call my fathe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r. and then he gives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; me crapl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oads of extra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; stres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s becau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;se he start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s compl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ainin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;g about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; how irres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ponsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ble i am and also my room is a mess and i do not know where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; is my effin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;g id becau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;se my room is a freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ing pigst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y and i last left my id in my jean pocke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ts so im tryin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;g to instr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uct my fathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r the certa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; it could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; be and he just ends up yelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ng at me on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and i just get all huffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;d and say JUST FIND AND BRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; IT AN HOUR and i have to go take my test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i come into my class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;room as the lady is readi&
