<?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-756403087095111487</id><updated>2011-12-08T07:10:20.292-08:00</updated><category term='advice'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='crush'/><title type='text'>read my mind.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-8978803323425430139</id><published>2010-09-09T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:46:26.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning of the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I'm leaving to london (AHHHH!) in a week and i'm seriously considering reviving this blog, or at least starting a new one about my life abroad with pictures, which i'll use my new camera to take. Or at least, what i thought was my new camera. There's a good chance my dad might have confiscated it indefinitely because i broke the filter lens the first time i brought it out (and ironically did not use). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The past few days have been the most packed in my entire life. Yes, even busier than IB. My last two days (as copied and pasted from my sticky notes on my desktop) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline"&gt;wed 8/9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;driving lesson 9.50am - 11.20am &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;lit tuition 11.30am - 1.30pm &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;visa 2.30 - 4pm &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;make tiramisu for dinner party on friday 4 - 6pm &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;BRAZIL dinner 7.30pm &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline"&gt;thursday 9/9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;make and pack sandwich for lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;driving lesson 9.50-11.30am &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;driving theory lesson  12.20 - 2pm &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;chem tuition 4pm - 5.30pm&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;tennis lesson 6.30pm &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;zouk (uk pageant) 8.30pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am convinced that because I can cram all that into two days, I can make 3 perfectly edible meals for myself when I'm alone in the uk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-8978803323425430139?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/8978803323425430139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=8978803323425430139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8978803323425430139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8978803323425430139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2010/09/beginning-of-end-of-part-1-of-my-life.html' title='the beginning of the end'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4011057736018450223</id><published>2010-05-14T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:10:29.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"To have all ifs and buts of life stripped away -  to have everything thought out for you every day and minute of your life - prison is the opposite of freedom, and, as such, is almost as liberating."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- Eleanor Rigby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; Douglas Coupland&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/756403087095111487-4011057736018450223?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4011057736018450223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4011057736018450223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4011057736018450223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4011057736018450223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-have-all-ifs-and-buts-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5257374062971824797</id><published>2010-05-10T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T23:54:21.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acetutors.com.sg/tutors.php?id=4859"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.acetutors.com.sg/images/myprofile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-5257374062971824797?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5257374062971824797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5257374062971824797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5257374062971824797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5257374062971824797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2029019490986529929</id><published>2010-04-15T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:25:55.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is not just a parentheses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Apparently jobs are fulfilling. They give you a sense of purpose and they're supposed to fill your life with meaning. But you know what? I only have this period of my life to do whatever I want before I become another cog in the machine of life - university, job, marriage, kids. So I'm going to do whatever the hell I want to do that I will never have the chance or time to do again. I don't need to lug myself awake every morning just to go to some stable, boring job that will "give me a sense of purpose". Okay, I admit it would be nice to have extra money to spend. But is it worth it if I don't have the time to spend it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Maybe this is all just a way to comfort myself for the fact that I haven't been able to find a part-time job that makes me happy and distracts me from my apparent lack of purpose, but I'm pretty content where I am. I'm learning new things everyday - guitar, yoga, dance class. I finally get to read what I want to read, not what the school wants me to read. The best thing is, if I feel like doing something, I can just do it. No more lines like, "I can't, I have to study" running through my mind or passing through my lips. I have no more excuses. There is only now and if there's something I want to try, now is the time to do it.&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/756403087095111487-2029019490986529929?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2029019490986529929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2029019490986529929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2029019490986529929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2029019490986529929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-not-just-parentheses.html' title='this is not just a parentheses.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-203243597127316478</id><published>2010-03-29T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:44:04.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;Dwayne: I wish I could just sleep until I was eighteen and skip all this crap-high school and everything-just skip it.&lt;br /&gt;Frank: You know Marcel Proust?&lt;br /&gt;Dwayne: He’s the guy you teach.&lt;br /&gt;Frank: Yeah. French writer. Total loser. Never had a real job. Unrequited love affairs. Gay. Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads. But he’s also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he uh… he gets down to the end of his life, and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, Those were the best years of his life, ’cause they made him who he was. All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn’t learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you’re 18… Ah, think of the suffering you’re gonna miss. I mean high school? High school-those are your prime suffering years. You don’t get better suffering than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-203243597127316478?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/203243597127316478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=203243597127316478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/203243597127316478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/203243597127316478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2010/03/dwayne-i-wish-i-could-just-sleep-until.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-6463886971032512660</id><published>2010-02-09T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:35:11.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I know I shouldn't think that my life is on hold right now, and that I'm just waiting for it to start moving again. I should be living in the now, but it's so hard when there's nothing to do because everything you want to do just isn't happening the way you imagined it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Here's the half of my post-IB list that I haven't completed, compiled when I was drowning in the demoralization of facing ib final exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;list of things to do after IB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;4. get a job teaching literature&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;5. lose weight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;9. photography&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;11. bake/cook &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;12. dance lessons&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;Typed on a yellow sticky note, it's been stuck on my desktop for the longest time. I delete everything I've completed, hence the random numbering, and now I have 5 things left to finish or get started on. Dance lessons start in march, tutoring when the agencies get back to me and losing the weight is an ongoing process (though it doesn't actually seem to go anywhere). Til then, I'm here on my laptop watching my crime shows, reading random novels I find lying around the house and watching my friends abandon their lives for NS one by one.&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/756403087095111487-6463886971032512660?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/6463886971032512660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=6463886971032512660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6463886971032512660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6463886971032512660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2010/02/now-what.html' title='Now what?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1016930646978704797</id><published>2010-01-05T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T09:30:19.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?"  Why did I cause so much pain?  Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness?  Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love?  I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong.  We are not special.  We are not crap or trash, either.  We just are.  We just are, and what happens just happens.  And God says, "No, that's not right."  Yeah.  Well.  Whatever.  You can't teach God anything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- Chuck Palahniuk, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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/756403087095111487-1016930646978704797?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1016930646978704797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1016930646978704797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1016930646978704797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1016930646978704797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-met-god-across-his-long-walnut-desk.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1898711348983926908</id><published>2010-01-03T04:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:08:59.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes the hardest thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is to do nothing at all. &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/756403087095111487-1898711348983926908?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1898711348983926908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1898711348983926908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1898711348983926908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1898711348983926908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-hardest-thing-to-do-is-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3892030072051167154</id><published>2009-09-06T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:58:21.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this made me go awwwww&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vkYMKk5m86Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vkYMKk5m86Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" 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title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4924097957248233155</id><published>2009-09-02T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:52:51.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when Sad tries to bite its lip and not cry and smile and go, “No, I’m happy for you”? That’s when it’s really sad.”&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                        — John Mayer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-4924097957248233155?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4924097957248233155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4924097957248233155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4924097957248233155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4924097957248233155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/09/saddest-kind-of-sad-is-sad-that-tries.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1867700169339853149</id><published>2009-08-30T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T07:52:20.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“What defines a best friend? What are the requirements to be a good best friend? How many hours a week does it entail? Stupid questions that have no answers. A best friend is not defined by how many times they talk on the phone, or how many hours they hang out together. It is not defined by how many sleepovers they gossip at, or how many inside jokes they have. There are no requirements or laws that state that a good best friend must hang out with them every weekend, or tell each other every little detail. A best friend is a matter of opinion. It is the person who has been there for you through everything, not just through the fun things, or the little things. It is the person that you call when you are at your absolute worst, it is the person who saves you when you didn’t even notice that you needed saving, mostly it is the person who accepts you for who you are, and the person that you are becoming”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-1867700169339853149?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1867700169339853149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1867700169339853149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1867700169339853149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1867700169339853149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-defines-best-friend-what-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-6371981741459332574</id><published>2009-08-14T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:09:53.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone's going through it, so suck it up and don't you dare break down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-6371981741459332574?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/6371981741459332574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=6371981741459332574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6371981741459332574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6371981741459332574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyones-going-through-it-so-suck-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4935159945840850551</id><published>2009-08-12T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T03:46:14.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People are getting lazier and lazier. We started out with blogs - xanga, blogspot, wordpress. Our thoughts and feelings were actually written in articulate sentences and yes, even paragraphs. Then facebook comes along and we're happily uploading pictures and videos and commenting on everyone else's lives. Suddenly twitter pops up with its big blank box and 139 word limit. All we need to do is type one liners and press enter. What next? Everybody is migrating to tumblr - ah, the ease of the "reblog" button. No brain power or personality input required at all. Although, that's not to say I'm an exception to the laze craze. I completely approve of the convenience it brings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye blogspot. Hello tumblr :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-4935159945840850551?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4935159945840850551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4935159945840850551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4935159945840850551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4935159945840850551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-are-getting-lazier-and-lazier.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2437935024006477817</id><published>2009-07-21T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:06:49.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;                 Draco on the acoustic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVev04HvxOw&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/jVev04HvxOw&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;british? tick.&lt;br /&gt;kickass guitar player? tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello mr perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-2437935024006477817?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2437935024006477817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2437935024006477817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2437935024006477817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2437935024006477817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/07/draco-on-acoustic-british-tick.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-429061235884872121</id><published>2009-07-19T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:16:51.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"&gt;SEVENTEENTH AUGUST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWENTY EIGHT DAYS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;THIRTY EIGHT POINTS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LSELSELSELSELSELSE.&lt;/b&gt;&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/756403087095111487-429061235884872121?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/429061235884872121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=429061235884872121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/429061235884872121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/429061235884872121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/07/must-focus.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3874468256498076687</id><published>2009-07-17T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:23:10.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the HBP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;I think the movie was more of a glimpse into the lives of the characters than a real movie. There was no build up to the climax and no real resolution. Like the previous movie, it told no story. I don't deny that it was entertaining to watch the growth of Ron and Hermoine's potential love life, but they took out too many key scenes from the book to let the story flow. And is it just me, or is it very strange to see Harry attempting to go on a date with a waitress? Somehow it doesn't fit into my impression of Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, Luna Lovegood undeniably remains the most eccentric and interesting character. Her quirkiness is amusing in an endearing way. I think everybody secretly wants to be Luna. She's exactly who she wants to be and she doesn't give a damn what everyone else thinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SmExqP1OM_I/AAAAAAAAA74/bcb-bKLk4Ds/s1600-h/Luna_Lovegood.0.0.0x0.421x572.jpeg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SmExqP1OM_I/AAAAAAAAA74/bcb-bKLk4Ds/s400/Luna_Lovegood.0.0.0x0.421x572.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359619633421628402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-3874468256498076687?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3874468256498076687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3874468256498076687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3874468256498076687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3874468256498076687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-hbp.html' title='Harry Potter and the HBP'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SmExqP1OM_I/AAAAAAAAA74/bcb-bKLk4Ds/s72-c/Luna_Lovegood.0.0.0x0.421x572.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-6929406049192628948</id><published>2009-07-11T05:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T05:38:37.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>high on tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SliHi-Mj1TI/AAAAAAAAA7g/dF3xIKXrkiU/s1600-h/5211_209360540646_677470646_7772677_7070754_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SliHi-Mj1TI/AAAAAAAAA7g/dF3xIKXrkiU/s400/5211_209360540646_677470646_7772677_7070754_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357180791638185266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SliHig-yqXI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/4vTDjd7blWg/s1600-h/5211_209360675646_677470646_7772699_4434011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SliHig-yqXI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/4vTDjd7blWg/s400/5211_209360675646_677470646_7772699_4434011_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357180783795808626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;         Now that I think about it, it was probably all the tea we drank last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SliGsb0TPAI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/t9w6FmEhoTU/s1600-h/5211_209360635646_677470646_7772693_6550121_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SliGsb0TPAI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/t9w6FmEhoTU/s400/5211_209360635646_677470646_7772693_6550121_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357179854696692738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SliGsNa1FUI/AAAAAAAAA7I/ZhBNe7-losA/s1600-h/5211_209360560646_677470646_7772681_8108987_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SliGsNa1FUI/AAAAAAAAA7I/ZhBNe7-losA/s400/5211_209360560646_677470646_7772681_8108987_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357179850831762754" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/756403087095111487-6929406049192628948?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/6929406049192628948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=6929406049192628948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6929406049192628948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6929406049192628948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/07/high-on-tea.html' title='high on tea'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SliHi-Mj1TI/AAAAAAAAA7g/dF3xIKXrkiU/s72-c/5211_209360540646_677470646_7772677_7070754_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5680320799720757981</id><published>2009-07-05T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:05:44.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't care if it's cliche,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SlDPL0ulfXI/AAAAAAAAA7A/_EwGrZ5t_ZE/s1600-h/jan3s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SlDPL0ulfXI/AAAAAAAAA7A/_EwGrZ5t_ZE/s400/jan3s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355007758983069042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SlDPLgaF80I/AAAAAAAAA64/Lyg5UlanM0w/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SlDPLgaF80I/AAAAAAAAA64/Lyg5UlanM0w/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355007753528406850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SlDPLQTXL5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/BbmrprvAiPs/s1600-h/498695e73e0cffuw0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SlDPLQTXL5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/BbmrprvAiPs/s400/498695e73e0cffuw0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355007749205208978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this show makes me sappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-5680320799720757981?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5680320799720757981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5680320799720757981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5680320799720757981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5680320799720757981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-care-if-its-cliche.html' title='I don&apos;t care if it&apos;s cliche,'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SlDPL0ulfXI/AAAAAAAAA7A/_EwGrZ5t_ZE/s72-c/jan3s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-7346146726899064523</id><published>2009-07-03T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T19:41:08.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What if after doing everything right, I didn't do enough? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/756403087095111487-7346146726899064523?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/7346146726899064523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=7346146726899064523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7346146726899064523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7346146726899064523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-if-after-doing-everything-right-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2804659583972837202</id><published>2009-06-23T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:24:01.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clear as a koi pond (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SkCQ8nxFUbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/C8lsvpaI_BE/s1600-h/4985_111301382602_638382602_2780293_6775562_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SkCQ8nxFUbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/C8lsvpaI_BE/s400/4985_111301382602_638382602_2780293_6775562_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350435728457552306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-2804659583972837202?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2804659583972837202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2804659583972837202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2804659583972837202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2804659583972837202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/06/clear-as-koi-pond.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SkCQ8nxFUbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/C8lsvpaI_BE/s72-c/4985_111301382602_638382602_2780293_6775562_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-6726351868346560742</id><published>2009-06-19T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:35:56.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjyBD4AEKkI/AAAAAAAAA6g/7Yrig3N64x0/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjyBD4AEKkI/AAAAAAAAA6g/7Yrig3N64x0/s400/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349292360981555778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Surrey, by river where we had our lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Coming back from England is like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;waking up from a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; and realizing that it was all real. &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/756403087095111487-6726351868346560742?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/6726351868346560742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=6726351868346560742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6726351868346560742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6726351868346560742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/06/surrey-by-river-where-we-had-our-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjyBD4AEKkI/AAAAAAAAA6g/7Yrig3N64x0/s72-c/IMG_0820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5466546567832671602</id><published>2009-06-19T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:00:40.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tea &amp; scones, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjuquXKhs3I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/pQEpnOqRUYk/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjuquXKhs3I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/pQEpnOqRUYk/s400/IMG_0645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349056695901467506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;pictures I took are on facebook!&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/756403087095111487-5466546567832671602?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5466546567832671602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5466546567832671602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5466546567832671602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5466546567832671602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/06/tea-scones-anyone.html' title='tea &amp; scones, anyone?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjuquXKhs3I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/pQEpnOqRUYk/s72-c/IMG_0645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2062464845369861107</id><published>2009-06-18T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:03:13.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjpzMiB18eI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0K6-cvQtmBQ/s1600-h/dream_by_lunariya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjpzMiB18eI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0K6-cvQtmBQ/s400/dream_by_lunariya.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348714166586044898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;sometimes I wish I was her.&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/756403087095111487-2062464845369861107?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2062464845369861107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2062464845369861107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2062464845369861107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2062464845369861107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-i-wish-i-was-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjpzMiB18eI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0K6-cvQtmBQ/s72-c/dream_by_lunariya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3966654132961674101</id><published>2009-06-13T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:32:27.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sometimes I get this feeling; this feeling of jumping off the edge of a roof. It’s what I feel like all the time with the things I do. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help it. It’s like being on the edge of the roof all the time.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; line-height: 24px;"&gt;-Phoebe, Phoebe in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/756403087095111487-3966654132961674101?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3966654132961674101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3966654132961674101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3966654132961674101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3966654132961674101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-i-get-this-feeling-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2746796535203741728</id><published>2009-06-13T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T02:23:36.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How come every time you come around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hello from London! Here's what I've been doing in pictures: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watched Wicked last night :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNg90e4XfI/AAAAAAAAA6I/2926hPQIr-M/s1600-h/DSC_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNg90e4XfI/AAAAAAAAA6I/2926hPQIr-M/s400/DSC_0195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346723797795364338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visiting the Body Space Motion Exhibition at Tate Modern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNgMmlZxtI/AAAAAAAAA6A/noWzapqGgJI/s1600-h/DSC_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNgMmlZxtI/AAAAAAAAA6A/noWzapqGgJI/s400/DSC_0299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346722952251033298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNgMDyhZ2I/AAAAAAAAA54/CscQd9a4nI0/s1600-h/DSC_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNgMDyhZ2I/AAAAAAAAA54/CscQd9a4nI0/s400/DSC_0272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346722942910818146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNeiWq_sSI/AAAAAAAAA5o/hMwL3Udake4/s1600-h/DSC_0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNeiWq_sSI/AAAAAAAAA5o/hMwL3Udake4/s400/DSC_0289.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346721126913388834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNeh9FuOhI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zZfoepPInpY/s1600-h/DSC_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNeh9FuOhI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zZfoepPInpY/s400/DSC_0261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346721120046168594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNehm5D4GI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/1t0jn0sIg3E/s1600-h/DSC_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNehm5D4GI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/1t0jn0sIg3E/s400/DSC_0260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346721114087481442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We met two friendly workers who insisted that we take pictures of them. (We asked them for directions first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNehDv88UI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/FdXl73V6gpY/s1600-h/DSC_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNehDv88UI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/FdXl73V6gpY/s400/DSC_0193.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346721104654037314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;South Kensington where we're staying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNeg5Yi1ZI/AAAAAAAAA5I/wT6gkgRlGq4/s1600-h/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNeg5Yi1ZI/AAAAAAAAA5I/wT6gkgRlGq4/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346721101871502738" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/756403087095111487-2746796535203741728?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2746796535203741728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2746796535203741728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2746796535203741728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2746796535203741728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-come-every-time-you-come-around.html' title='How come every time you come around...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SjNg90e4XfI/AAAAAAAAA6I/2926hPQIr-M/s72-c/DSC_0195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1393250103774912281</id><published>2009-06-08T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T04:10:09.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;swim tanning , milk tea ice-cream &amp;amp; taboo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SizwYQKMTHI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g3da_dQ4M_8/s1600-h/4443_86691034211_601679211_1999186_3830979_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SizwYQKMTHI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g3da_dQ4M_8/s400/4443_86691034211_601679211_1999186_3830979_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344911157227179122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SizwErz4AxI/AAAAAAAAA4w/dMR_HOGV_vk/s1600-h/4443_86688354211_601679211_1999151_4741749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SizwErz4AxI/AAAAAAAAA4w/dMR_HOGV_vk/s400/4443_86688354211_601679211_1999151_4741749_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344910821052384018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SizwEc167hI/AAAAAAAAA4o/8YJiHzhM8DI/s1600-h/4443_86688784211_601679211_1999161_2972510_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SizwEc167hI/AAAAAAAAA4o/8YJiHzhM8DI/s400/4443_86688784211_601679211_1999161_2972510_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344910817034432018" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/756403087095111487-1393250103774912281?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1393250103774912281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1393250103774912281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1393250103774912281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1393250103774912281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/06/lazy-mondays.html' title='lazy mondays'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SizwYQKMTHI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g3da_dQ4M_8/s72-c/4443_86691034211_601679211_1999186_3830979_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4817034580913700332</id><published>2009-05-31T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:33:20.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaun Smith Should've Won</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kkTh4p6r-k&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/4kkTh4p6r-k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-4817034580913700332?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4817034580913700332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4817034580913700332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4817034580913700332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4817034580913700332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/05/shaun-smith-shouldve-won.html' title='Shaun Smith Should&apos;ve Won'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3501153131022435455</id><published>2009-05-23T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:44:42.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/ShgnxoQg4SI/AAAAAAAAA4g/FCQys0KwJpM/s1600-h/rofRBeR1HntvnbwqFDJAORn8o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/ShgnxoQg4SI/AAAAAAAAA4g/FCQys0KwJpM/s400/rofRBeR1HntvnbwqFDJAORn8o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061091821478178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;carmen cinnamon! this is for you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-3501153131022435455?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3501153131022435455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3501153131022435455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3501153131022435455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3501153131022435455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/05/carmen-cinnamon-this-is-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/ShgnxoQg4SI/AAAAAAAAA4g/FCQys0KwJpM/s72-c/rofRBeR1HntvnbwqFDJAORn8o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5420089005524893059</id><published>2009-05-18T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T02:15:08.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have this temptation to label all the snacks in my kitchen with huge, bold, black block letters. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cookies : TRANS FAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolate : DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easy Cheese : GO FOR PEANUT BUTTER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoghurt : ICE-CREAM SUCKS. EAT ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and at Jose's request - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Veggies : FIBRE = EAT LESS = LESS FAT :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe then it'd be easier to avoid it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-5420089005524893059?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5420089005524893059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5420089005524893059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5420089005524893059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5420089005524893059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-this-temptation-to-label-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1144552861180409998</id><published>2009-05-15T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:58:54.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grey's anatomy season finale :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;“did you say it? I love you. I don’t ever want to live without you. You changed my life. Did you say it? Make a plan, set a goal, work toward it. But every now and then, look around, drink it in, because this is it. It might all be gone tomorrow.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- Meredith Grey&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/756403087095111487-1144552861180409998?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1144552861180409998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1144552861180409998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1144552861180409998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1144552861180409998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/05/greys-anatomy-season-finale.html' title='grey&apos;s anatomy season finale :('/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-9113754748703981949</id><published>2009-05-10T00:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:48:34.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>entangled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;We're all moving. Shifting from old to new, from new back to old. I can feel the thread holding us together severing, reconnecting, finding new people to bind to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Parties catalyze drama. Everything that school forbids us to do bubbles to the surface in parties, in gatherings, where everyone thinks nobody's watching. The drama erupts, and the threads unravel and come together again, tangled now in completely different ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgaFo4ocBrI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nH8CwtKuJeA/s400/IMG_5536+15-40-23.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334097746110187186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgaFpIH3KBI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/t9iu1cDL3z4/s1600-h/IMG_5537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgaFpIH3KBI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/t9iu1cDL3z4/s400/IMG_5537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334097750268520466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgaFoido4WI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Eg1FgqMyUjk/s1600-h/IMG_5523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgaFoido4WI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Eg1FgqMyUjk/s400/IMG_5523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334097740159312226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgaFpUCkPqI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/gZmrYOU5hw0/s400/IMG_5557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334097753467535010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgaFpIH3KBI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/t9iu1cDL3z4/s1600-h/IMG_5537.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgaFpIH3KBI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/t9iu1cDL3z4/s1600-h/IMG_5537.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&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/756403087095111487-9113754748703981949?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/9113754748703981949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=9113754748703981949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/9113754748703981949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/9113754748703981949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/05/entangled.html' title='entangled'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgaFo4ocBrI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nH8CwtKuJeA/s72-c/IMG_5536+15-40-23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4849517761185906593</id><published>2009-05-04T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:53:35.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sf8BOS1TAbI/AAAAAAAAA3o/9RN0cW_XFds/s1600-h/Q2N8d3KBWheid59bsS5xn5R0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sf8BOS1TAbI/AAAAAAAAA3o/9RN0cW_XFds/s400/Q2N8d3KBWheid59bsS5xn5R0o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331981828915134898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-4849517761185906593?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4849517761185906593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4849517761185906593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4849517761185906593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4849517761185906593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sf8BOS1TAbI/AAAAAAAAA3o/9RN0cW_XFds/s72-c/Q2N8d3KBWheid59bsS5xn5R0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-7418019086478651981</id><published>2009-05-02T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:52:58.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tom sturridge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgTv85ZQPHI/AAAAAAAAA3w/qSivOhMp-QA/s1600-h/tomsturridge01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgTv85ZQPHI/AAAAAAAAA3w/qSivOhMp-QA/s400/tomsturridge01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333651688191442034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SfxsWlB7jzI/AAAAAAAAA3g/rJ_jprAll-4/s1600-h/TomSturridge.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;aww. how cute is it that tom sturridge and robert pattinson are best friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SfxrmN-QPvI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/8RyShPm5bi4/s1600-h/rp-and-tomstu-after-young-hollywood-awards-300x270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SfxrmN-QPvI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/8RyShPm5bi4/s400/rp-and-tomstu-after-young-hollywood-awards-300x270.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331254363229798130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, this is what I do when I have three free days and no homework to do :) &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/756403087095111487-7418019086478651981?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/7418019086478651981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=7418019086478651981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7418019086478651981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7418019086478651981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/05/tom-sturridge.html' title='tom sturridge!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SgTv85ZQPHI/AAAAAAAAA3w/qSivOhMp-QA/s72-c/tomsturridge01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4390756600055796266</id><published>2009-04-30T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:25:57.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the birthday boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Eskor's birthday lunch this afternoon was one of the best meals I've had in some time. I really miss just hanging out at a quiet restaurant and talking with a couple of good friends. I spent the entire 4-day week in a brain-dead, dazed state, struggling to muster enough energy to get through the day. But now, finally, it feels like I'm getting a piece of my life back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY ESKOR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sfm1KwS_3SI/AAAAAAAAA24/01jl3DmV_YM/s400/n564728949_1619750_6839334.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330490830337596706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I haven't blogged in quite awhile, so here are all the happy birthdays that have accumulated over the past weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;For yesterday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY ERNEST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sfs1lOIcR5I/AAAAAAAAA3I/Bkv6QiD9IKQ/s400/n557838366_1356047_1142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330913497488050066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;And for April 25th and 11th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BITRHDAY IAN AND JOSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sfu7GTvHRHI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/RE_9KCiGK18/s400/n564728949_480745_1425.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331060300974605426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you guys make me smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/756403087095111487-4390756600055796266?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4390756600055796266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4390756600055796266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4390756600055796266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4390756600055796266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-eskor-ernest.html' title='For the birthday boys!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sfm1KwS_3SI/AAAAAAAAA24/01jl3DmV_YM/s72-c/n564728949_1619750_6839334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5036062563894494030</id><published>2009-04-16T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:01:26.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please, please tell me once IOC, econs commentary and TOK presentation are over, there will be no more assignments. I'm dying. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, here's something Sid and I came up with in creative writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Mary and Siddharth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Creative Writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Impersonations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Wha lao. They coming ready. so fast ah. Only 10 now. tsk. I hate this boy he always pay so much, make me give him $50 change. Hai ya. One curry puff. One cur- aiyah, where’s the curry puff? and a lemon barley, waa, so organic. how much, ah?.. uh.. one curry puff 1 dollar and.. ah yealemon barley, wait lemmi ask jia wei. “Jia wei ah, How much is bottle drink? Oh yeah it’s $1.30. OK so it’s $2.30.” wa so tiring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Wah, who does this kid think he is, speak so chim. What “One Cahbohnated drink” They think they so high class. Ai yoh now this indian come. He thinks he knows chinese. Anyhow talk one...What time now? Ai yah, only 10.10. Who’s next? Tsk. This girl. Always asking me to toast the sandwich. Eat so much. No wonder she always come here try to buy organic food. apple one, papaya one, think it will help you lose weight ah? I been trying for so long, still no results. Fine, i help her lah. She good customer. AIYOH. ANOTHER FIFTY? Why they so rich? Hmm, jia wei was smart, this is why we over price all our food. good smart. make us richer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/756403087095111487-5036062563894494030?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5036062563894494030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5036062563894494030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5036062563894494030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5036062563894494030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/04/please-please-tell-me-once-ioc-econs.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-981739538685633502</id><published>2009-04-10T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T06:51:29.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sd9OybzAYqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LgmKL32MDCE/s1600-h/photo_gallery7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sd9OybzAYqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LgmKL32MDCE/s400/photo_gallery7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323059912937333410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-981739538685633502?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/981739538685633502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=981739538685633502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/981739538685633502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/981739538685633502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/Sd9OybzAYqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LgmKL32MDCE/s72-c/photo_gallery7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3953376751451630089</id><published>2009-04-01T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:14:08.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Without Dead Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SdRVunEvj9I/AAAAAAAAA2o/IML3Ynnuqco/s1600-h/robin_2.preview.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SdRVunEvj9I/AAAAAAAAA2o/IML3Ynnuqco/s400/robin_2.preview.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319971319082618834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes we're so distracted by our ambitions, we blind ourselves to the moments we're living in now. Don't accumulate the dead time, live without it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-3953376751451630089?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3953376751451630089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3953376751451630089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3953376751451630089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3953376751451630089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/04/live-without-dead-time.html' title='Live Without Dead Time'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SdRVunEvj9I/AAAAAAAAA2o/IML3Ynnuqco/s72-c/robin_2.preview.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-8015754764718180345</id><published>2009-04-01T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:30:02.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gargh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;why can't I relax? Even with two weeks off, I can't do anything fulfilling without the thought of my workload looming over me. I mean, is this all there is to my life?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-8015754764718180345?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/8015754764718180345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=8015754764718180345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8015754764718180345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8015754764718180345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/04/gargh.html' title='gargh.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2486176357479848424</id><published>2009-03-28T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T04:21:49.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finally. We've been granted a minuscule moment of time. One short, millisecond of a pause from the overwhelming tide of IB. Without this break, I've no doubt we'd all have drowned under the deadlines by now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Last night was a perfect example of the detriment IB is to our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relieved and happy at the end of school, we were all set out to celebrate with dinner and a movie. The irony of it all was, once we'd all sat down for dinner, we were too brain dead for lively conversation. We were reduced to blank stares at each other as we silently ate our food. It was all quite amusing actually. Luckily it didn't last long. Once we had our fill of jiao zis (cough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;eskor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cough), we had enough energy to last throughout the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At 9, we met up with the rock climbers to watch what I think is one of the worst movies I've watched this year - Paul Blart Mall Cop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I laughed a total of 3 times in two hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With a bland storyline and plain stupid slapstick jokes, it was excruciatingly predictable and painful to watch. I don't think I laugh very easily when it comes to movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm starting yoga on monday and then I'll somehow find it within me to start my holiday homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-2486176357479848424?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2486176357479848424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2486176357479848424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2486176357479848424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2486176357479848424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/03/temporary-freedom.html' title='Temporary Freedom'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4742792089185970446</id><published>2009-03-20T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T05:35:01.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hellish runs and heavenly finishes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;It was the most strenuous, torturous period of my life. And I'm not kidding. I've never almost collapsed after a run before. At least before I could still stand. Before I could still walk after the run. After the first round, my legs were on fire and my chest felt like it was going to implode and I was thinking - "what's the point of running so hard, we're gonna lose anyway." then, "but they're all waiting for me. I don't want them to see me walking." On the way I saw eskor urging me on but I couldn't hear him because of my ipod. Then at the last stretch I saw sid cheering me on and I knew I couldn't bring myself to stop running in front of my teammates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Then finally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; I reached the end. I just felt like lying on the ground and breathing. My legs felt like blocks of lead. Everything felt so surreal but what helped the most was that everyone was there. I remember collapsing onto the floor (and juns laughing). I remember someone saying "don't sit down, you'll faint when you stand up" and then leaning on ernest and sid because I couldn't hold myself upright. (haha sorry guys!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I remember everyone asking me if I was alright and congratulating me, although I didn't think I deserved it because I know I wasn't fast enough. They say you're supposed to feel accomplished, but I didn't. All I wanted was for my legs to thaw and for the nausea to go down. What made it worth it wasn't the accomplishment I was supposed to feel. It was knowing that people were there for me when I felt like collapsing. So thank you, all of you.&lt;/span&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/756403087095111487-4742792089185970446?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4742792089185970446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4742792089185970446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4742792089185970446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4742792089185970446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/03/hellish-runs-and-heavenly-finishes.html' title='hellish runs and heavenly finishes.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-222940583880172743</id><published>2009-03-10T03:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T03:28:41.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"study" period...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_HOiI2YI/AAAAAAAAA14/ky_m1FChPTU/s1600-h/Photo+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_HOiI2YI/AAAAAAAAA14/ky_m1FChPTU/s400/Photo+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311502203922995586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can't escape the camera forever chris! muahahah. (that's ernest's finger by the way) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_G1CF7nI/AAAAAAAAA1w/BrkmCiA2y5o/s1600-h/Photo+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_G1CF7nI/AAAAAAAAA1w/BrkmCiA2y5o/s400/Photo+12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311502197077700210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;sigh if only we could really crush him. hmmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_ikw_CBI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/lp5xSj2PeBQ/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_ikw_CBI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/lp5xSj2PeBQ/s400/Photo+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311502673747314706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this reminds me of the friends episode - the one with ross's glow in the dark teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_iYBF8vI/AAAAAAAAA2I/7UzIiZUWswg/s1600-h/Photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_iYBF8vI/AAAAAAAAA2I/7UzIiZUWswg/s400/Photo+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311502670325215986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;very flattering, ernest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_iGVTFQI/AAAAAAAAA2A/uoqRCho49wM/s1600-h/Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_iGVTFQI/AAAAAAAAA2A/uoqRCho49wM/s400/Photo+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311502665578124546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-222940583880172743?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/222940583880172743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=222940583880172743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/222940583880172743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/222940583880172743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/03/study-period.html' title='&quot;study&quot; period...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbY_HOiI2YI/AAAAAAAAA14/ky_m1FChPTU/s72-c/Photo+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5361133637145332157</id><published>2009-03-09T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:12:08.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9th march</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY JUNS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbUxNVsiEMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/H8HuPb2Wj_I/s1600-h/n677470646_5138097_5411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbUxNVsiEMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/H8HuPb2Wj_I/s400/n677470646_5138097_5411.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311205440785354946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-5361133637145332157?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5361133637145332157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5361133637145332157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5361133637145332157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5361133637145332157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/03/9th-march.html' title='9th march'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SbUxNVsiEMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/H8HuPb2Wj_I/s72-c/n677470646_5138097_5411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-278346882234490363</id><published>2009-03-03T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:07:12.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;“She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy, Dr. Rasul. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you,’ and I said, ‘Hush up, now. Enough of this silliness.’”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;-The Kite Runner &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/756403087095111487-278346882234490363?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/278346882234490363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=278346882234490363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/278346882234490363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/278346882234490363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-said-im-so-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-7352356787849293859</id><published>2009-02-27T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:09:38.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SaicuBswVBI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/zEjOHaSSHmk/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SaicuBswVBI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/zEjOHaSSHmk/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307664475400197138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-7352356787849293859?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/7352356787849293859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=7352356787849293859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7352356787849293859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7352356787849293859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SaicuBswVBI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/zEjOHaSSHmk/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1236638161927342546</id><published>2009-02-26T02:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:13:22.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me the Bubbles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I've given you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Why won't you give in already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;What &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; do you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I mean, I've given you sunlight and water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I've practically drowned you in sodium bicarbonate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;BUBBLE already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I have an urge to burn you when I'm done with you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;you stubborn dumbass of an elodea plant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Dr Hjorth was right. Never in my life have I stared so long and hard at a plant. Bio practicals are so useless and time consuming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I think I'm way too impatient to become a scientist. &lt;/span&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/756403087095111487-1236638161927342546?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1236638161927342546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1236638161927342546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1236638161927342546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1236638161927342546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/02/show-me-bubbles.html' title='Show me the Bubbles!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-686634152197421531</id><published>2009-02-23T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T07:20:04.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no, life isn't literature.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;If life were a literary work, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;We'd analyze every word spoken, every action taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;We'd think about every move because everything would have to have meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;What if we over interpreted the subtle nuances of life, and we were wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Life would just be an endless complication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Just let things be, and everything will fall into place with time. &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/756403087095111487-686634152197421531?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/686634152197421531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1271853369702823876</id><published>2009-02-20T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:55:23.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Never Ends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;It's funny how the dynamics of friendship can change so erratically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The Gruesome Threesome: Dynamics of Friendship Trios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in grade five, I hung around with two close friends, Sophia and Diane. But it would be misleading to say we got along. Most often, it was two against one. On one occasion, Diane and I formed an alliance for two weeks, leaving Sophia on the sidelines at recess. Then Sophia and I got back together. To emphasize the point to Diane, I wrote her a nasty letter and put it in h&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Remove Formatting from selection" border="0" class="gl_clean" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);  font-style: italic; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;er locker. I still remember how it began: Dear Diane: I hate you. Sophia can’t stand to look at you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, most children find their way into such threesomes — and into the drama and tears they spawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Some triangles thrive and survive.” That said, Lynn and other experts acknowledge the triangle’s inherent vulnerability. Just what is it about three that brings out the monster in children? “The most basic human relationships — husband and wife, parent and child — involve two people,” says Wolkoff. “We’re wired for dyadic relationships. Adding a third person makes it 10 times harder to keep everybody happy.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);  font-style: italic;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to thrive and survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &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/756403087095111487-1271853369702823876?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1271853369702823876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1271853369702823876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1271853369702823876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1271853369702823876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/02/kindergarten-never-ends.html' title='Kindergarten Never Ends.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1152600150421175984</id><published>2009-02-15T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T02:33:31.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy V Day. or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;shit. I'm sick again. Twice in a row. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I swear IB is killing my immune system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Anyway, Valentines proved to be an..interesting experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;It was very M18. And I'm not even referring to the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Before the movie we took the lift up to the theatre, and we spotted this woman with her boob hanging out of her shirt. I mean seriously. If the shirt is too big/low-cut for you, DON'T wear it. Spare us the mental scarring please. So when we saw, we were either laughing in embarrassed pity for her, or cringing in horror. What I don't get is why her friend beside her didn't mention it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&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/756403087095111487-1152600150421175984?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1152600150421175984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1152600150421175984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1152600150421175984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1152600150421175984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-v-day-or-not.html' title='Happy V Day. or not.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-7011271338741942255</id><published>2009-02-06T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:16:01.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAAHHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;THE STRAITS TIMES Feburary 7th 2009 Page D2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"Tips to help your child sail through school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;1) Don't fast track your child"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I was put into school a year earlier than I needed to be because I was born on the 1st of January. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I was fast tracked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"Research shows that the youngest members of each cohort are less likely to go to university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;O.M.G. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;A choice I never made could possibly have changed my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;breeeeathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-7011271338741942255?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/7011271338741942255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=7011271338741942255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7011271338741942255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7011271338741942255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/02/aaaaaahhh.html' title='AAAAAAHHH!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3673483179922915541</id><published>2009-02-05T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T03:11:07.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>evening dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these twisted dreams that spin into seeming realities,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/756403087095111487-3673483179922915541?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3673483179922915541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3673483179922915541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3673483179922915541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3673483179922915541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/02/evening-dreams.html' title='evening dreams'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-728082882523937045</id><published>2009-01-30T18:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:35:53.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to diet or not to diet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I'm on a diet. or not. I'm just cutting down. Diets are overrated. They don't work unless you're sick. And if you're not sick and you're on a diet, then you'll just binge once your diet is over and you'll end up with a lower metabolism rate and more food in your body than before you started the diet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;My diet worked for the first week because I was sick so I wasn't hungry. But now that I'm getting better, I'm starving. I need to tweak my diet plan but would that mean my diet is failing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I used to not eat lunch, but now, I'll just eat some lunch and some dinner. I mean, if i don't eat lunch, i'll probably binge during dinner anyway. Okay, I realize I sound like I'm trying to rationalize my breaking my diet. But really, it works better this way. It's not a diet, it's cutting down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Actually, with the food in school in the sad state it is, it's not going to be hard not to eat lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Now, just so I don't sound like so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;me vapid narcissist in this post, I shall add a quote that I think makes alot of sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;                                         - chuck palahniuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/756403087095111487-728082882523937045?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/728082882523937045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=728082882523937045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/728082882523937045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/728082882523937045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-diet-or-not-to-diet.html' title='to diet or not to diet?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-7025154927134459485</id><published>2009-01-23T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:50:19.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallflower Friends</title><content type='html'>Wallflower by Priscilla Anh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6teJi0DfhI&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/w6teJi0DfhI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Do you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Standing there in the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was alone, I always am at these big parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Watching you watching everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wishing I was more outgoing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wishing I was just a pretty wallflower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm not here, no one sees me, wallflower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm by myself, please excuse me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But there you were, standing in your own corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Your eyes were wide, tired, fading just like mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We could be the best of friends I'm sure of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But I'm too shy to cross this crowded room besides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wallflower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm not here, no one sees me, wallflower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm by myself, please excuse me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Help me leave this corner of the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm reaching out to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cause I've got things I could talk to you about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We could be wallflower friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To the end -- wallflower friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To the end, I'm sure of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wallflowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We're not here, no one sees us, wallflowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We're together please excuse us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-7025154927134459485?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/7025154927134459485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=7025154927134459485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7025154927134459485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7025154927134459485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/01/wallflower-friends.html' title='Wallflower Friends'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2307679813499914425</id><published>2009-01-19T02:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T04:42:28.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiness Hypothesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. so school's started. Nothing new has happened except for the fact that everyone's mourning the loss of our dear grade centre and my timetable is now alot less efficient. I could seriously live on a 4 day week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everyone's been stressed doing IOPs, EEs, Econs Commentary's, Bio and History IAs..or not. Depends on whether you're a chris or a carmen. Either way, if you're a girl (or gay), here's a little something to help you de-stress:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);   font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Tv's hottest guys (in my opinion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;okay, no idea what his name is, but who cares? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRckKEiD9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/mUMv_0iBN74/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRckKEiD9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/mUMv_0iBN74/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292957238315585490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  text-decoration: underline; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam Gregory (!!!)&lt;/span&gt; from 90210. If it weren't for him, the show wouldn't be worth the watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);  text-decoration: underline;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRcj1EvM1I/AAAAAAAAA0U/j88bkd1J7NA/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292957232679301970" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Ed Westwick - GO BRITS!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRcjsKpXMI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Gh0wjPhNsOc/s1600-h/ed+westwick+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRcjsKpXMI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Gh0wjPhNsOc/s400/ed+westwick+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292957230288166082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;okay, normally, robert pattinson wouldn't be here because I didn't used to think he was THAT hot..until he turned into Edward of course. So here's a tribute to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; EDWARD CULLEN&lt;/span&gt;. (yes. cringe, boys, cringe.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRpD5Zno4I/AAAAAAAAA0s/bgxbjXsFo5Q/s1600-h/RobertPattinson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRpD5Zno4I/AAAAAAAAA0s/bgxbjXsFo5Q/s400/RobertPattinson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292970977735975810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Piz from Veronica Mars! (okay, i know nobody watches it but I have a soft spot for him.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRsI9cAuXI/AAAAAAAAA1E/wOO0HX45ZhU/s1600-h/veronica-mars-20070129025951299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRsI9cAuXI/AAAAAAAAA1E/wOO0HX45ZhU/s400/veronica-mars-20070129025951299.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292974363253979506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And who can forget, the guy every girl wants - as her gay best friend. Marc from Ugly Betty &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRsIyWRaQI/AAAAAAAAA08/KiL-8VbMbL4/s1600-h/,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,urie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRsIyWRaQI/AAAAAAAAA08/KiL-8VbMbL4/s400/,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,urie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292974360277117186" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/756403087095111487-2307679813499914425?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2307679813499914425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2307679813499914425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2307679813499914425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2307679813499914425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2009/01/dude-take-chill-pill.html' title='The Happiness Hypothesis'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SXRckKEiD9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/mUMv_0iBN74/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4860700442945381553</id><published>2008-12-22T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T05:25:32.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Winter Wonderland - Jason Mraz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X9H2pSFVAYY&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/X9H2pSFVAYY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-4860700442945381553?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4860700442945381553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4860700442945381553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4860700442945381553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4860700442945381553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-8841176053621013314</id><published>2008-12-19T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:27:14.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be a Cullen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUyQ6ZJpCmI/AAAAAAAAAz8/97hOKw1QMSQ/s1600-h/twilight-movie-cast-photo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUyQ6ZJpCmI/AAAAAAAAAz8/97hOKw1QMSQ/s400/twilight-movie-cast-photo-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281755795856886370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I finally got down to watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Twilight &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;with carmen and zhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;It was no better or worse than I expected. I like how the entire movie was cast in this vampirish blue hue, it made everything seem so surreal. The best scene wasn't the hollywood cliche kissing scene or the gory bloody one, but the scene when they used their vampire abilities to play baseball. It was like the adrenaline injection the movie needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;BUT. I think I would've enjoyed it more if there wasn't a congregation of girls behind us incessantly cooing over robert and swooning over gossip girl. I felt like smacking the girl behind me who kept squealing "kiss kiss kiss!" at all the wrong scenes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Other than that, it was a pretty good show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-8841176053621013314?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/8841176053621013314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=8841176053621013314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8841176053621013314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8841176053621013314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-to-be-cullen.html' title='I want to be a Cullen!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUyQ6ZJpCmI/AAAAAAAAAz8/97hOKw1QMSQ/s72-c/twilight-movie-cast-photo-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4813426363390231990</id><published>2008-12-17T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:12:15.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hong kong!</title><content type='html'>I realize I haven't posted about hong kong. So here it is! Short and sweet. Mainly because I'm too lazy and the pictures on facebook kinda say it all. So here are some pictures that aren't on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUo06YOgoKI/AAAAAAAAAzs/fhuJ6S2egXQ/s1600-h/IMG_5260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUo06YOgoKI/AAAAAAAAAzs/fhuJ6S2egXQ/s400/IMG_5260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281091690585694370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alcohol in our room at the W hotel. Thank goodness sarah didn't stay here :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUo0u-3nxnI/AAAAAAAAAzk/DlA1UFJ3CfM/s1600-h/DSC_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUo0u-3nxnI/AAAAAAAAAzk/DlA1UFJ3CfM/s400/DSC_0546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281091494800246386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUlD52V6leI/AAAAAAAAAzc/nTsSGJpIIuk/s1600-h/IMG_4694.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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUlD52V6leI/AAAAAAAAAzc/nTsSGJpIIuk/s400/IMG_4694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280826699187656162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUkxSISZtVI/AAAAAAAAAzU/t-_t2LdQebE/s1600-h/-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUkxSISZtVI/AAAAAAAAAzU/t-_t2LdQebE/s400/-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280806225600689490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the mall at The Venetian. This was next to a manmade river with gondola's floating in them. Then they charge you to ride in one while the person rowing the boat serenades you. Kinda lame actually, but the singing was good. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUsQe79F-sI/AAAAAAAAAz0/TAZSmTMPYfA/s1600-h/DSC_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUsQe79F-sI/AAAAAAAAAz0/TAZSmTMPYfA/s400/DSC_0397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281333111698094786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUktKNSBnaI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Nuefw-zzSw0/s1600-h/-1.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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUktKNSBnaI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Nuefw-zzSw0/s400/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280801691455823266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stayed at The Venetian which my dad said was very OTT. I was like huh? what's OTT? And he went "over the top" in this very matter of fact tone, like i was supposed to know what it was. haha i swear it's weird how my dad knows more teen stuff than me. Like how he likes Gwen Stefani and watches Ugly Betty and Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to hk with jinx and sarah and juns and we met up with yinto and roth! Then met up with my family when juns and sarah left.  I don't have much to say about hong kong, except that i shopped, ate, go-karted, cable-carred and went on a few roller coasters. The rest is on facebook!&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/756403087095111487-4813426363390231990?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4813426363390231990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4813426363390231990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4813426363390231990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4813426363390231990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/12/hong-kong.html' title='hong kong!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SUo06YOgoKI/AAAAAAAAAzs/fhuJ6S2egXQ/s72-c/IMG_5260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4017906417061303918</id><published>2008-12-16T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:45:18.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be invincible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I used to believe in the power of words, but words bend emotions like sticks in water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Think before you let your words entangle themselves into her thoughts. Because those words will lift her up. And when you leave, those words will disappear, and she'll fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/756403087095111487-4017906417061303918?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4017906417061303918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4017906417061303918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4017906417061303918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4017906417061303918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-to-be-invincible.html' title='I want to be invincible.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4981824204821203548</id><published>2008-12-04T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:47:29.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rules. ugh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I went to the National Library with zhen and carmen today. We sat on the floor at a pillar with a powerpoint. Then zhen and carmen went to borrow all their intimidatingly thick hitler books and what not. So there I was, happily minding my own business and trying to access the wireless internet, when one of the million library people walking around with a walkie talkies (who I can only refer to as the "people in charge of making sure the excruciatingly annoying rules in the library are followed to the letter") came up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;library person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: "Excuse me, can you move over there? (gestures in the general direction away from the pillar) You're blocking the way. The trolleys have to move through here." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(looking around and seeing NO trolleys being rolled anywhere) : "err..okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So all of us moved to the student lounge on level 5. It was packed, so we sat outside, one person to a pillar with a powerpoint. And guess what? ANOTHER library person with a walkie talkie told us we "weren't allowed" to sit outside the lounge (even though we were totally at the side against a wall and not obstructing anything.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Annoyed, we moved to level 7 at the reference library. And "library policy" says you can't go in with personal items. Yes, even your own books. So I couldn't even bring in my friggin This Earth of Mankind. We left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hate rules. Especially unnecessary ones. What's the point of having so many power points if people can't sit there? Those library policies need some serious rethinking. Or maybe this is just me being bitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-4981824204821203548?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4981824204821203548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4981824204821203548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4981824204821203548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4981824204821203548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/12/policies-ugh.html' title='rules. ugh.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-6992724029124732667</id><published>2008-12-04T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:07:52.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to be somewhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'&lt;br /&gt;'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.&lt;br /&gt;'I don't much care where --' said Alice.&lt;br /&gt;'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.&lt;br /&gt;'--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-style: italic;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If there's one thing I can't stand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;it's hovering between two extremes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I need to know where I should be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I need to make a choice so I can live my life the way I want to.&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/756403087095111487-6992724029124732667?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/6992724029124732667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=6992724029124732667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6992724029124732667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6992724029124732667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-need-to-be-somewhere.html' title='I need to be somewhere.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5372010100595802054</id><published>2008-12-03T01:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:10:36.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stop throwing me fishing lines and reel me in already. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-5372010100595802054?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5372010100595802054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5372010100595802054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5372010100595802054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5372010100595802054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-throwing-me-fishing-lines-and-reel.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3136294633212222661</id><published>2008-11-29T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:31:26.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Forever Young &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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQi8wEHMm5Y&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/rQi8wEHMm5Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;Thinking back on this year, I would have to say, this is one of the best years of my life. Not because it was the happiest, but because I changed the most. I've been thrust into an entirely new environment which forced me to mature, whether I wanted to or not. Or maybe it's because I made some real friends this year, and they've done much more for me than I could've have asked for. When I felt most alone, you guys were there to pull me up. When I was happiest, you guys were there to share it with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there were times when all I wanted to do was to go back, but I had no choice but to stick through it and I dare say I emerged a better person for it. If it weren't for my friends, I don't know where I'd be now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends, you know who you are, thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-3136294633212222661?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3136294633212222661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3136294633212222661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3136294633212222661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3136294633212222661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/11/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-7219620657978215494</id><published>2008-11-28T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:32:12.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jose singing LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; on stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; to a girl in a very mini skirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A red-faced Dr Underwood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;belting his lungs out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to Santa Claus is Coming to Town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;VOLARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jon Lee joke flirting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rachel's sparkly shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ian and Rachel &amp;amp; David and Benita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;dancing together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Avinash in a garbage bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ernest in a garbage bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Zhen being pushed onto the dance floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ernest jumping from the stage and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;guitar solo-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dancing to LOW LOW LOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cabbing home with chris and matthew and jing qing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sleeping at 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Waking up at 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ernest trying to cram a burger into his mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bowling with jinx and sarah and juns and ernest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Car racing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;with sarah and winning by a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;doggie paddle swim racing with sarah and ernest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Walking SUPER FAR to chris's house with ernest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chris's dad asking me why chris seemed to be picking on me alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Foosball! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;shut up chris. I could have won. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chris rushing me and jq to learn to play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;poker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Zhen desperately trying to steal my chips using the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gasp-what's-that-over-there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"I'm not going to fold. Because of avenged sevenfold!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the words of wang. yes, a part of me died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Guitar hero 4!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Matthew going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; with the mike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yinto stoning at the tv at 1am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Guitar battling with matthew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Climbing over the gate to get to the cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/756403087095111487-7219620657978215494?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/7219620657978215494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=7219620657978215494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7219620657978215494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7219620657978215494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/11/flashes.html' title='flashes'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-854320814345790408</id><published>2008-11-24T07:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:41:11.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>light</title><content type='html'>I'm not giving up.&lt;div&gt;I'm not on the thin wire anymore. &lt;div&gt;I've found solid ground. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't crumble beneath me.&lt;/span&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/756403087095111487-854320814345790408?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/854320814345790408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=854320814345790408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/854320814345790408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/854320814345790408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/11/light.html' title='light'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3041764919972104584</id><published>2008-11-23T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T03:37:08.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>give up.</title><content type='html'>I can choose.&lt;br /&gt;I can choose to be sad, or I can choose to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I can harp over the loss, or I can find reprieve in what else I've gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a thin wire, and I'm falling towards the wrong side of the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;force yourself back to the right side. &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/756403087095111487-3041764919972104584?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3041764919972104584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3041764919972104584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3041764919972104584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3041764919972104584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/11/give-up.html' title='give up.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-7724968211231700023</id><published>2008-11-17T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T06:01:49.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my shallow form of catharsis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SSF45j_BmWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/GhTMmHj4Hts/s1600-h/patrick_dempsey_99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SSF45j_BmWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/GhTMmHj4Hts/s400/patrick_dempsey_99.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269625969307654498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (9:12:16 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i DID feel slightly happier when i saw patrick dempsey.&lt;br /&gt;I stay and go: I am a pause. says: (9:12:29 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaa see!&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (9:12:37 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i saved the picture&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (9:12:41 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to look at it when i'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;I stay and go: I am a pause. says: (9:12:58 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA OMG ME TOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-7724968211231700023?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/7724968211231700023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=7724968211231700023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7724968211231700023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7724968211231700023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-shallow-form-of-catharsis.html' title='my shallow form of catharsis.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SSF45j_BmWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/GhTMmHj4Hts/s72-c/patrick_dempsey_99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3894739041955033436</id><published>2008-11-03T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T05:03:51.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the world can do without</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;We all know jose has a reputation for his inexplicably perfect english. Here's a glimpse of the catastrophe that would unfold if he decided to start speaking in Singlish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:42:17 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;y0uuu sTtuuuup11d g1rLx lolxlxlx&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:42:25 PM)&lt;br /&gt;lolxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (8:42:32 PM)&lt;br /&gt;JOSE&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (8:42:34 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I'M CRINGING.&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:42:47 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I l1kez dat oso cAnn0T!&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:42:55 PM)&lt;br /&gt;h0w com aHH?&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (8:43:00 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were normal jose.&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (8:43:03 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was wrong&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:43:53 PM)&lt;br /&gt;lolxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:43:59 PM)&lt;br /&gt;maaybiii&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:44:17 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I cute cute or nooottt?&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (8:44:34 PM)&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, jose. just perfectly adorable.&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (8:44:43 PM)&lt;br /&gt;*note the sarcasm please*&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:45:11 PM)&lt;br /&gt;aiy00&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:45:17 PM)&lt;br /&gt;d0nt be so bAd laaa&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:45:22 PM)&lt;br /&gt;can onnot?&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:45:33 PM)&lt;br /&gt;hahaxzxz&lt;br /&gt;Inopportune moments come but too many too many in a lifetime... says: (8:45:35 PM)&lt;br /&gt;sianzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Thank goodness Jose speaks english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-3894739041955033436?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3894739041955033436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3894739041955033436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3894739041955033436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3894739041955033436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-world-can-do-without.html' title='what the world can do without'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1348238154892601213</id><published>2008-10-31T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:53:56.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REVAMP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The SJIeye newspaper is stuck in sinking sand and nobody is trying to pull it back up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I want to do something about it, but I'm afraid I won't have the energy to go through with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/756403087095111487-1348238154892601213?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1348238154892601213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1348238154892601213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1348238154892601213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1348238154892601213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/10/revamp.html' title='REVAMP.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-227612754394227244</id><published>2008-10-26T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:54:12.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SQVXQCOG29I/AAAAAAAAAkg/SXvL6_7jRqs/s1600-h/n830120318_2696868_1852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SQVXQCOG29I/AAAAAAAAAkg/SXvL6_7jRqs/s400/n830120318_2696868_1852.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261707672637856722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss my mg life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to be bimbo and go crazy, even if it's just for a day. &lt;/span&gt;&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/756403087095111487-227612754394227244?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/227612754394227244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=227612754394227244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/227612754394227244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/227612754394227244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/10/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SQVXQCOG29I/AAAAAAAAAkg/SXvL6_7jRqs/s72-c/n830120318_2696868_1852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-7732134344260812330</id><published>2008-10-26T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T03:39:07.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simmering beneath the surface</title><content type='html'>I realized something today. There are 2 kinds of people in this world. The kind that explode in your face when they're angry, and the kind that lets the anger simmer beneath the surface and looks pretty calm on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the second kind. I only explode when the simmering anger begins to boil. I know its not healthy, but it gives the anger a chance to subside and preserve the friendship. Of course if the anger is being fueled, then it will turn into fury. And thus, the delayed explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when people seem amazingly calm to you, don't always trust what you see on the surface, because you're not seeing everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-7732134344260812330?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/7732134344260812330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=7732134344260812330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7732134344260812330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7732134344260812330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/10/simmering-beneath-surface.html' title='simmering beneath the surface'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4678529955168467830</id><published>2008-10-13T03:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:24:37.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You are who you make yourself out to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You take bits and pieces of everyone who has ever had an impact on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You mould them together and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You make them your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something you have to do&lt;br /&gt;because you don't want the world to see&lt;br /&gt;the real you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);  font-style: italic;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&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/756403087095111487-4678529955168467830?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4678529955168467830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4678529955168467830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4678529955168467830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4678529955168467830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/10/you.html' title='who are you?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-6586977703212885802</id><published>2008-09-14T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T03:27:34.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seachickens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:09:37 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;omg mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:09:38 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;im so hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:09:40 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i want seafood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:09:45 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;and grilled chicken with honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (6:09:58 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;grilled chicken with honey is not seafood chris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:10:09 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:10:10 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;it isnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (6:10:21 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;NO CHRIS ITS NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:10:26 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i was pretty sure it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:10:27 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:10:28 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;damnit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:10:32 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;MY MOM LIED TO ME AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (6:10:42 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;is CHICKEN from the SEA?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:10:58 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;...seachickens are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (6:11:24 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;whats a seachicken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (6:11:29 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;you so made that up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:11:35 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;DID NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:11:37 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;THEY'RE FROM THE SEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:11:42 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;THATS WHY THEY'RE SEACHICKENS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (6:12:42 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;OH REALLY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (6:12:48 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;and what do seachickens eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:13:06 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;uhm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:13:08 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;seaworms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (6:13:25 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:13:32 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:13:33 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (6:13:55 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;indeed chris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:14:09 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kid says: (6:14:11 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;im glad you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-6586977703212885802?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/6586977703212885802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-818871233096579937</id><published>2008-09-10T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T08:43:29.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ashes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"I've waited, and given the chance again,&lt;br /&gt;I'd do it all the same, but either way&lt;br /&gt;I'm always outplayed, up on your down days&lt;br /&gt;I left it the right way, to start again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now watch me rise up and leave all&lt;br /&gt;the ashes you made out of me&lt;br /&gt;When you said that we were wrong, life goes&lt;br /&gt;on, just look how long I've agreed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='ashes.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1455964383059735300</id><published>2008-08-23T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:23:38.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Cooked Pasta at Jinx's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Yesterday morning I very reluctantly woke up at 6.45 and helped SAVH with their treasure hunt for the blind. (They were partnered with secondary school students.) It was rather monotonous but necessary. Honestly, I don't think the visually handicapped people really enjoyed it. The highlight of the day was when one of them played his guitar and sang "Beyond the Sea". He was so good that when Jose did his cover of "Tomorrow", he played along with his guitar, impromptu. i'm so jealousss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When it FINALLY ended at 3, Juns and I went to Ngee Ann City to buy her a pair of school shoes. We ended up at the perfume and makeup section where we spent more than an hour of our time. lol. We're such bimbos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At 5, zhen met us at ngee ann and we all went to Jinx's house to cook pasta! We went to Tanglin Mall (where we met up with chris) to buy ingredients first. It cost us a whopping $130 for everything but that's cos we bought salmon and alot of prawns and scallops. Pasta is actually surprisingly easy to make. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Quote juns - "i wish we had home economics lessons in school. The 5 of us could be the dream team!" lol. Here are some pictures i took with my phone. They're not very good but jinx's SLR was with ernest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Juns, Zhen and Chris sliding the pasta onto a plate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SLC607HQNyI/AAAAAAAAAjw/JZKtoLKbTY0/s1600-h/Photo-0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SLC607HQNyI/AAAAAAAAAjw/JZKtoLKbTY0/s400/Photo-0141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237891785015965474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fettucine with bacon strips soaked in cream sauce and egg. Garnished with italian parsley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SLC605tXUJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bYl8cCmug0s/s1600-h/Photo-0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SLC605tXUJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bYl8cCmug0s/s400/Photo-0143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237891784638943378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Prawn pasta made with fettucine, italian parsley and prawns &amp;amp; scallops cooked in cream sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SLC61Mi1nWI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Gn-IsUmwhwQ/s1600-h/Photo-0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SLC61Mi1nWI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Gn-IsUmwhwQ/s400/Photo-0144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237891789695065442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Enjoying our REALLY GREAT pasta! Not bad for our first try i think. But then again, its just pasta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SLC61PB6zlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/6vMEQPsQ5b4/s1600-h/Photo-0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SLC61PB6zlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/6vMEQPsQ5b4/s400/Photo-0145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237891790362299986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After dinner, Zhen left, Sam came over, and we played Iron Circle till 11 something. Iron circle rocks!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/756403087095111487-1455964383059735300?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1455964383059735300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1455964383059735300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1455964383059735300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1455964383059735300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/08/home-cooked-pasta-at-jinxs.html' title='Home Cooked Pasta at Jinx&apos;s'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SLC607HQNyI/AAAAAAAAAjw/JZKtoLKbTY0/s72-c/Photo-0141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1742189897747738715</id><published>2008-08-15T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T05:58:21.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my musings.</title><content type='html'>Teenagers are the most dramatic people ever. I think its because we're still young. We want to believe the world is so much more exciting than it really is. Our only salvation from the realization that the real world is not as thrilling as we want it to be, is to create our own drama.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happens in school - all the gossip and all the scandal is so tiring. Sometimes i wish i lived in my own bubble of oblivious happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. this wasn't triggered by any dramatic event. Just all the drama that i've been through and heard of that has built up since i entered sjii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-1742189897747738715?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1742189897747738715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1742189897747738715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1742189897747738715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1742189897747738715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/08/musings.html' title='my musings.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3990480241600278455</id><published>2008-08-08T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T02:35:46.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGFEST08!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before you start, ALL THE PHOTOS ARE TAKEN BY JINX. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Despite the heat and the crowds, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;his years singfest was one of the best performances i've ever seen,  Zhen and i met brendan at plaza sing first, where brendan spent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;$15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; trying to get some winnie the pooh in the arcade using the metal spider cling thing. After that amusing experience, zhen and i took a cab to Fort Canning where we spent about half an hour queuing and waiting for our tickets to be collected and the main gates to open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;When we finally got a place to sit, jinx was sitting a few metres away from us but we didn't know. So jinx decided to be all sneaky and take pictures of us. haha they're actually pretty good cos he was using his humongous SLR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrI_lg5-I/AAAAAAAAAho/BeuoXrBP-uo/s1600-h/IMG_9151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrI_lg5-I/AAAAAAAAAho/BeuoXrBP-uo/s400/IMG_9151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232315406837934050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrIxEeFNI/AAAAAAAAAhw/aX_6mCfbGUI/s1600-h/IMG_9156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrIxEeFNI/AAAAAAAAAhw/aX_6mCfbGUI/s400/IMG_9156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232315402941240530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jamie Scott came after Stacie Orrico. He looks sooo good  in  music videos but he's so short in real life :(  Zhen says he looks like a hobbit  and sadly, i have to agree. His performance was kind of dull, but i guess he can't help it because his songs are naturally soothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-Bo_hHI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-id6oDkKbEo/s1600-h/IMG_9142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-Bo_hHI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-id6oDkKbEo/s400/IMG_9142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232316317922460786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;One republic followed. Everyone says they were pretty good and they were, but i think the other performances outshone theirs. Here's the lead singer splashing bottled water at the crowd because the weather was so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrJf5ubWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/VbkOypGwOn8/s1600-h/IMG_9210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrJf5ubWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/VbkOypGwOn8/s400/IMG_9210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232315415512640866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Panic at the disco next! It was pretty sad because it was the only band that a experienced technical glitch. The mic wasn't working for one entire song but they kept on playing because i don't think they could hear the audience even when we were raising our arms and making "no sound" gestures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrJdGkq2I/AAAAAAAAAiA/FR9oP3P358g/s1600-h/IMG_9281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrJdGkq2I/AAAAAAAAAiA/FR9oP3P358g/s400/IMG_9281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232315414761220962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrJ2sZzFI/AAAAAAAAAiI/2TqCTVD40hE/s1600-h/IMG_9315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrJ2sZzFI/AAAAAAAAAiI/2TqCTVD40hE/s400/IMG_9315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232315421630778450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-CGuh1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/Wwcjb4m1jkY/s1600-h/IMG_9340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-CGuh1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/Wwcjb4m1jkY/s400/IMG_9340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232316318047176530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;All of us think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ernest and the lead singer of panic and the disco look the same.&lt;/span&gt; Here's both of them on stage. Just look at the resemblance!! It's not just the hair and sunglasses, all their actions on stage are kinda the same as well haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJz3Seig8xI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Dn-KR3WUHKQ/s1600-h/IMG_9266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJz3Seig8xI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Dn-KR3WUHKQ/s400/IMG_9266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232328763905209106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzwWeS0a9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/COmv2lMi_mo/s1600-h/n564728949_612116_1852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzwWeS0a9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/COmv2lMi_mo/s400/n564728949_612116_1852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232321135977458642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Mraz ROCKED.&lt;/span&gt; like seriously. He was the whole reason i paid $183 for my ticket and it was SO worth it. He got the whole audience having fun and singing along. And when he played I'm yours the ENTIRE audience was having fun. His ways of getting the whole audience moving and singing are so fresh, you can't help but have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-YI17_I/AAAAAAAAAig/b3Nl2C-wdeE/s1600-h/IMG_9367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-YI17_I/AAAAAAAAAig/b3Nl2C-wdeE/s400/IMG_9367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232316323961630706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzsqYTLUkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/sZqz85N4DJk/s1600-h/IMG_9388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzsqYTLUkI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/sZqz85N4DJk/s400/IMG_9388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232317079919219266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;oooooh. Levi's fashion show. Too bad zhen and i went to get food to eat while jinx stayed with our stuff. Apparently the whole audience cheered like mad when they took off their shirts. sighh..i so should've stayed on. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-lIBgnI/AAAAAAAAAio/3lSf9Gv8gbA/s1600-h/IMG_9419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-lIBgnI/AAAAAAAAAio/3lSf9Gv8gbA/s400/IMG_9419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232316327447855730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pussycat Dolls! Plenty of eye candy for the guys now that the levi's models are gone. They have so much stamina but they did this creepy giggle thing for one of their songs and it made me cringe cos it sounded so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-i0UnRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/wKYrem_pMnU/s1600-h/IMG_9450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzr-i0UnRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/wKYrem_pMnU/s400/IMG_9450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232316326828350738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Zhen was infatuated with this one cos he says she looks like a slutty version carrie underwood. tsk tsk zhen haha :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzsp5gV2oI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UkkI78RskzI/s1600-h/IMG_9442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzsp5gV2oI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UkkI78RskzI/s400/IMG_9442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232317071652936322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzsqJPlzBI/AAAAAAAAAjA/nDJOZN3T6ng/s1600-h/IMG_9450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzsqJPlzBI/AAAAAAAAAjA/nDJOZN3T6ng/s400/IMG_9450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232317075877645330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alicia Keys "no one" came second only to jason mraz's performance. It made a fantastic closing song, with everyone (even me, jinx and zhen) jumping up and down singing the "uh uh oh..." part at the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzsqG9wogI/AAAAAAAAAjI/VxrR_aiCVP4/s1600-h/IMG_9675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzsqG9wogI/AAAAAAAAAjI/VxrR_aiCVP4/s400/IMG_9675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232317075265987074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-3990480241600278455?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3990480241600278455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3990480241600278455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3990480241600278455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3990480241600278455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/08/singfest08.html' title='SINGFEST08!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJzrI_lg5-I/AAAAAAAAAho/BeuoXrBP-uo/s72-c/IMG_9151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2138567027567731387</id><published>2008-07-30T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:10.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was just surfing through www.edwardmonkton.com and i found these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Jinx. The most serene person i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBaTkZBbsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/SaTLGl8un3c/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBaTkZBbsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/SaTLGl8un3c/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228778459609788098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;For Juns. The first thing you do when you get back from school - go to the fridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBaTjnyxaI/AAAAAAAAAhI/LNw6Wc8gSWI/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBaTjnyxaI/AAAAAAAAAhI/LNw6Wc8gSWI/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228778459403306402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Sarah. Too bad they didn't have a drinking one :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBaT8APQ6I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/qyfXuE605lY/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBaT8APQ6I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/qyfXuE605lY/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228778465948287906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Jose. Pig because you love to eat. And happiness because you're always smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBiCjFOx9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/MxOFMPQ9agI/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBiCjFOx9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/MxOFMPQ9agI/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228786963293587410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Zhen, this is for you because this seems uncannily like one of those things you do when you doodle on my books or tard around like you always do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBaUMOpACI/AAAAAAAAAhY/immLsWD5Ty0/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBaUMOpACI/AAAAAAAAAhY/immLsWD5Ty0/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228778470303662114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-2138567027567731387?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2138567027567731387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2138567027567731387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2138567027567731387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2138567027567731387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-make-me-smile.html' title='you make me smile.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SJBaTkZBbsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/SaTLGl8un3c/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4304419209478359491</id><published>2008-07-20T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:12.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prive and Brown Sugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;i went to Prive for sunday lunch today. The food was so gooood. We sat by the river (its near vivo and u can see the cable cars in the distance) so the ambiance was really relaxing. The best thing was that at least three quarters of the background music was on my ipod playlist. There was ingrid michaelson, imogen heap, colbie caillat and norah jones. Whoever chose the music has good taste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMpjlRO57I/AAAAAAAAAg4/1wZQB6e4F-4/s1600-h/web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMpjlRO57I/AAAAAAAAAg4/1wZQB6e4F-4/s400/web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225065683956459442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eggs Benedict! One of the best i've tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhlyx1NPI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ryHYNjtzyKs/s1600-h/DSC_3508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhlyx1NPI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ryHYNjtzyKs/s400/DSC_3508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225056925849564402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fluffy fruit pancakes :) my sister ordered that. for lunch. crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhmJLSGLI/AAAAAAAAAfw/KOsDYV6ur5c/s1600-h/DSC_3514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhmJLSGLI/AAAAAAAAAfw/KOsDYV6ur5c/s400/DSC_3514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225056931861895346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wagyu burger! (my mum told me wagyu cows are fed beer and massaged. i want to be a wagyu cow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhmGcN69I/AAAAAAAAAf4/OyTbwPPmm0M/s1600-h/DSC_3517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhmGcN69I/AAAAAAAAAf4/OyTbwPPmm0M/s400/DSC_3517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225056931127618514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolate milshake. It was okayy. Not as chocolatey as it could have been. I honestly don't see how it could have been labelled one of the best in singapore in the sunday times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhmZRg11I/AAAAAAAAAgA/rMhhkBYEOwU/s1600-h/DSC_3521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhmZRg11I/AAAAAAAAAgA/rMhhkBYEOwU/s400/DSC_3521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225056936182994770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hazelnut Praline &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhmcRkwuI/AAAAAAAAAgI/1QVfRx214qQ/s1600-h/DSC_3522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMhmcRkwuI/AAAAAAAAAgI/1QVfRx214qQ/s400/DSC_3522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225056936988558050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolate mousse. Tasted like really soft chocolate haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMh0CsS1JI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LoFkeEQPpgk/s1600-h/DSC_3523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMh0CsS1JI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LoFkeEQPpgk/s400/DSC_3523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225057170639475858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peanut Butter Crunch. Soft from the cake, creamy from the icing and crunchy from the peanut butter. Very rich, but very good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMh0PXutOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/OSGi5iWIGa4/s1600-h/web-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMh0PXutOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/OSGi5iWIGa4/s400/web-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225057174042883298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire and i enjoying our desserts. As you can see, i only had a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sliver&lt;/span&gt; of the peanut butter crunch. NOT the whole thing, so don't judge me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMh0T_1-HI/AAAAAAAAAgg/rPrSFavIAjs/s1600-h/web-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMh0T_1-HI/AAAAAAAAAgg/rPrSFavIAjs/s400/web-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225057175284873330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMh0Q6y3fI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ufRGciuHXmc/s1600-h/web-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMh0Q6y3fI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ufRGciuHXmc/s400/web-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225057174458392050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My dad took all the pictures. He likes to bring his camera out every sunday and teach my sisters and i about things like the aperture and lighting. i think i'll try taking more pictures one day when i'm in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went out to watch Hell Boy and Dark Knight. Hell boy was so boring i almost fell asleep. Who cares about some huge lumbering red man with two stumps on his head pushing some gold monster/machine around. Zhen says the blue fish guy is gay. i like the blue fish guy. He speaks with a certain air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark knight was alot more satisfying. It was so disturbing though. What length are you willing to go to for revenge? Would you take the lives of many just to save your own? The ending was sad but heroic. Batman is such a dark show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movies i left to go to Brown Sugar for dinner with jinx, juns, eskor and ian. It was so funny. I laughed so hard, it hurt. I finally got to eat my favourite dessert ever - sticky date toffee pudding! haha juns liked it so much she had like 3/4 of mine. tsk tsk juns is such a piggg :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate so much this weekend. i can't wait for tennis and rock climbing. &lt;/span&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/756403087095111487-4304419209478359491?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4304419209478359491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4304419209478359491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4304419209478359491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4304419209478359491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/07/prive-and-brown-sugar.html' title='Prive and Brown Sugar'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SIMpjlRO57I/AAAAAAAAAg4/1wZQB6e4F-4/s72-c/web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3687233856399624408</id><published>2008-07-13T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:12.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Margaritas and Mexican food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I feel so healthy. This saturday i went to the gym and ran 3. smth km. That is ALOT for me. Then i surprise visited Jing xi and Sarah who were doing their homework in the area next to the sicc gym. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;zhen came over in the evening and we went out for dinner at Cha Cha Cha. The enchiladas were yummy but there was too much chicken. Wish we ordered fajitas though. Every 10 minutes, a sizzling hot plate of beef came out of the kitchen and it smelled soo GOOD. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I love frozen margaritas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SHnu6MLoH2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/6zZyc-zpXK8/s1600-h/Photo-0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SHnu6MLoH2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/6zZyc-zpXK8/s400/Photo-0129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222467926382616418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;After that we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Cold Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; for ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);  font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Irish cream ice cream + White cookies and cream ice cream + mint slice + strawberries = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;BEST COMBO EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:31:13 PM)&lt;br /&gt;your blog post is so vague.&lt;br /&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:31:17 PM)&lt;br /&gt;you should talk more about&lt;br /&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:31:23 PM)&lt;br /&gt;my awesomeness&lt;br /&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:31:28 PM)&lt;br /&gt;or how we got woozy haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;my reaction - *rolls eyes* :P  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yes, we got woozy on half a glass of magarita (i know, we have a very low threshold for alcohol) and we were retarded all the way back :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;oh, and zhen is awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY, ZHEN? &lt;/span&gt;&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/756403087095111487-3687233856399624408?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3687233856399624408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3687233856399624408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3687233856399624408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3687233856399624408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/07/magaritas-and-mexican-food.html' title='Margaritas and Mexican food'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SHnu6MLoH2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/6zZyc-zpXK8/s72-c/Photo-0129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4811196390802391693</id><published>2008-07-13T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:12.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do we go now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SHnii3ZGSyI/AAAAAAAAAfY/jgvV8wcJOdo/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SHnii3ZGSyI/AAAAAAAAAfY/jgvV8wcJOdo/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222454331525450530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-4811196390802391693?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4811196390802391693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4811196390802391693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4811196390802391693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4811196390802391693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-do-we-go-now.html' title='Where do we go now?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SHnii3ZGSyI/AAAAAAAAAfY/jgvV8wcJOdo/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1147427713069502589</id><published>2008-07-11T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:18:37.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>once in while, I need to show my emo side.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Keeping secrets is such a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;burden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't tell me things if you don't have to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;I hate keeping things from people because it makes them feel like I don't trust them. If I don't tell you something, it's for the sake of the secret teller, not because I don't trust you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&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/756403087095111487-1147427713069502589?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1147427713069502589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1147427713069502589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1147427713069502589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1147427713069502589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/07/once-in-while-i-need-to-show-my-emo.html' title='once in while, I need to show my emo side.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3721796471745624080</id><published>2008-07-04T21:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:55:53.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>morosely happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;First week of school. Very tiring but fun. My sense of purpose has been restored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Things have changed since the last term. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm so tired. I don't like shisha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm quitting tennis. I just realized how much the instructor gets on my nerves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I hate it when teachers patronize us and make us feel like kindergarten kids. Amusing but offensive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i need a sign to reassure me that everything will be fine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-3721796471745624080?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/3721796471745624080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=3721796471745624080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3721796471745624080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/3721796471745624080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-week-of-school.html' title='morosely happy'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-3808955347716386045</id><published>2008-06-29T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:15.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGebF6HRESI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pnEs-K6B2mw/s1600-h/IMG_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGebF6HRESI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pnEs-K6B2mw/s400/IMG_0076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217309219133395234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Playing around with my dad's slr around my neighbourhood! I've been meaning to start learning photography for ages but today I was finally in the mood to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGebF_2DaUI/AAAAAAAAAeY/oc82aDBhydc/s1600-h/IMG_0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGebF_2DaUI/AAAAAAAAAeY/oc82aDBhydc/s400/IMG_0104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217309220671809858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGebGJOv2qI/AAAAAAAAAeo/nJt6616DkzY/s1600-h/IMG_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGebGJOv2qI/AAAAAAAAAeo/nJt6616DkzY/s400/IMG_0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217309223191304866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGebGAQD0HI/AAAAAAAAAew/Mp8-aDDBn64/s1600-h/IMG_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGebGAQD0HI/AAAAAAAAAew/Mp8-aDDBn64/s400/IMG_0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217309220780888178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGeancMEPAI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IAX46lQE1uU/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGeancMEPAI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IAX46lQE1uU/s400/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217308695704386562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGeanh43jmI/AAAAAAAAAeA/C96aJkdbm4k/s1600-h/IMG_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGeanh43jmI/AAAAAAAAAeA/C96aJkdbm4k/s400/IMG_0072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217308697234476642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGean3uCAKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_GZ3CJEFTfI/s1600-h/IMG_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGean3uCAKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_GZ3CJEFTfI/s400/IMG_0067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217308703094603938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-3808955347716386045?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGebF6HRESI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pnEs-K6B2mw/s72-c/IMG_0076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1641586387818087443</id><published>2008-06-29T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T04:08:17.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ifhwitayayl  &lt;/span&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-1641586387818087443?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1641586387818087443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1641586387818087443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1641586387818087443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1641586387818087443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/ifhwitayaryl.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Don't you think Eskor looks a bit like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris Brown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGRcpT5asrI/AAAAAAAAAdg/PR1Dk_FRtII/s1600-h/14763610-st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGRcpT5asrI/AAAAAAAAAdg/PR1Dk_FRtII/s400/14763610-st.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216396133187367602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGRXv5nb8II/AAAAAAAAAdQ/fgXn6ALjsaU/s1600-h/Photo-0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGRXv5nb8II/AAAAAAAAAdQ/fgXn6ALjsaU/s400/Photo-0126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216390748833575042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGRWpkUDoUI/AAAAAAAAAdA/5SomSouqqQU/s1600-h/Photo-0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGRWpkUDoUI/AAAAAAAAAdA/5SomSouqqQU/s400/Photo-0127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216389540524302658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/756403087095111487-4910427081745654374?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4910427081745654374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4910427081745654374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4910427081745654374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4910427081745654374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/chris-eskor.html' title='Chris = Eskor?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SGRcpSocBpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/EL7txyRaWw8/s72-c/chrisb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4076862125255197053</id><published>2008-06-24T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T02:31:57.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;KATY PERRY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CphTP8YKvys&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CphTP8YKvys&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;One of the Boys by Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I saw a spider&lt;br /&gt;I didn't scream.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can belch the alphabet&lt;br /&gt;Just double dog dare me.&lt;br /&gt;And I chose guitar over ballet.&lt;br /&gt;And I tape these suckers down&lt;br /&gt;Cause they just get in my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way&lt;br /&gt;you look at me&lt;br /&gt;is kinda like a little sister.&lt;br /&gt;You high five&lt;br /&gt;your goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;And it leaves me nothing but blisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't want to be one of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;One of your guys.&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;to prove to you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;That I just wanna be one of the girls.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in pearls.&lt;br /&gt;Not one of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over the summer something changed.&lt;br /&gt;I started reading Seventeen&lt;br /&gt;and shaving my legs.&lt;br /&gt;And I study Lolita religously.&lt;br /&gt;And I walked right in school&lt;br /&gt;and caught you&lt;br /&gt;staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know&lt;br /&gt;what you know.&lt;br /&gt;But now your gonna have to take a number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don't want to be one of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;One of your guys.&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;to prove to you tonight&lt;br /&gt;That I just wanna be a homecoming queen&lt;br /&gt;Pin up poster dream&lt;br /&gt;Not one of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a flower&lt;br /&gt;not a dirty weed.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna smell like roses&lt;br /&gt;not a baseball team.&lt;br /&gt;And I swear maybe one day&lt;br /&gt;Your gonna wanna make out&lt;br /&gt;Make out, make out with me&lt;/span&gt;&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/756403087095111487-4076862125255197053?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4076862125255197053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4076862125255197053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4076862125255197053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4076862125255197053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-of-boys-by-katy-perry-i-saw-spider.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5835441341989006353</id><published>2008-06-23T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:17:16.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Berns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Quiz 5 : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If your lover betrayed you,  how would you react?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'd be shocked and hurt. Then I'd break up with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What will your dream holiday be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;beach holiday/cruise with my best friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Are you confused about what lies ahead of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Isn't everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What's your ideal lover like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fun, sweet, caring, funny, hot, confident, able to cook/bake/play an instrument and speaks well! but that only exists in an ideal world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Loving someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Depends on what i'm waiting for him to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ignore my feelings and get over him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nope. HOLIDAYS ROCK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What do you want most in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To make the most of every situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Is being tagged fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Depends on the quiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A successful journalist for the New York Times! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Single and rich! Single life isn't that bad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are one of those things you'd rather not do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Get fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What kind of person do you think you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A happy one. Most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; "&gt;What do you define as a bad day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When i don't achieve anything or enjoy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If you have to choose between love (as in boy-girl relationships) and friendship, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Depends on who it is. I don't get this question. &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/756403087095111487-5835441341989006353?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5835441341989006353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5835441341989006353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5835441341989006353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5835441341989006353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-berns.html' title='For Berns!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-6119570095143930540</id><published>2008-06-17T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:17.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>camwhores.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Carmen and Zhen came over to study today! haha we were supposed to do work but zhen just HAD to watch desperate housewives. Anyway,  Carmen brought Cedric, (her camera. strange name, i know. Think Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire). Zhen said something about my house having a "rustic charm" then carmen suddenly exclaimed/squealed "RUSTIC CHARM!" and started taking pictures of my house. haha that was amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random shots while Carmen was playing around with Cedric :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SFjbh6AcYpI/AAAAAAAAAcw/CaFrMYcbLac/s1600-h/-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SFjbh6AcYpI/AAAAAAAAAcw/CaFrMYcbLac/s400/-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213157944234631826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SFflhwexbLI/AAAAAAAAAcg/kniAOcJzrRA/s1600-h/-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SFflhwexbLI/AAAAAAAAAcg/kniAOcJzrRA/s400/-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887461817052338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SFfiXcT7_nI/AAAAAAAAAcY/7x8TKy478dY/s1600-h/-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SFjbPiSg8nI/AAAAAAAAAco/nZ5oD80Br_M/s1600-h/-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SFjbPiSg8nI/AAAAAAAAAco/nZ5oD80Br_M/s400/-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213157628630332018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-6119570095143930540?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/6119570095143930540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=6119570095143930540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6119570095143930540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6119570095143930540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/camwhores.html' title='camwhores.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SFjbh6AcYpI/AAAAAAAAAcw/CaFrMYcbLac/s72-c/-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-616597280735827575</id><published>2008-06-17T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:48:49.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Jose's Insistence...</title><content type='html'>SEVEN THINGS THAT SCARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. Horror movies&lt;br /&gt;2. Cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;3. Losing my friends&lt;br /&gt;4. Death&lt;br /&gt;5. The future&lt;br /&gt;6. My feelings&lt;br /&gt;7. my dad's red faced stare down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU LIKE THE MOST&lt;br /&gt;1. spending time with my friends&lt;br /&gt;2. conversation&lt;br /&gt;3. listening to music and thinking&lt;br /&gt;4. my tv shows&lt;br /&gt;5. sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;6. the satisfaction i get after learning something&lt;br /&gt;7. sticky date toffee pudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RANDOM FACTS ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. i love dessert.&lt;br /&gt;2. i hate walking to the bus stop from my house alone.&lt;br /&gt;3. i like british accents.&lt;br /&gt;4. i can't live without my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;5. i like getting haircuts.&lt;br /&gt;6. i prefer typing to smsing.&lt;br /&gt;7. quizzes are tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU PLAN TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel the world&lt;br /&gt;2. Find THE ONE&lt;br /&gt;3. Read as many books as i can&lt;br /&gt;4. Get married and have kids&lt;br /&gt;5.  Get to expert level on guitar hero&lt;br /&gt;6. Feel contentment with my life&lt;br /&gt;7. Get the most out of my education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN DO&lt;br /&gt;1. Play easy piano and guitar&lt;br /&gt;2. guitar hero&lt;br /&gt;3. kayak around pulau ubin! (haha still can't believe i did it)&lt;br /&gt;4. listen to people's problems&lt;br /&gt;5. say the lamest things&lt;br /&gt;6. talk for hours&lt;br /&gt;7. spend the whole day watching Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN’T DO&lt;br /&gt;1. think of 7 things i can't do. &lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT ATTRACT YOU TO THE OPPOSITE SEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is going to be slightly shallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a fun and understanding personality&lt;br /&gt;2. nice eyes&lt;br /&gt;3. smartness&lt;br /&gt;4. dressing well&lt;br /&gt;5. -&lt;br /&gt;6. -&lt;br /&gt;7.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU SAY THE MOST&lt;br /&gt;1. Fiiiine&lt;br /&gt;2. I DO NOT HAVE A DOUBLE CHIN!&lt;br /&gt;3. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;4. Excuuuuse me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I miss krabi.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Huh! (in an indignant way)&lt;br /&gt;7. I do nooooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN CELEBRITY CRUSHES&lt;br /&gt;1. Shia Labeouf &lt;br /&gt;2. Chris Evans&lt;br /&gt;3. Wentworth Miller (why, WHY did he have to be bi!!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Ryan Gosling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-616597280735827575?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/616597280735827575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=616597280735827575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/616597280735827575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/616597280735827575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-joses-insistence.html' title='At Jose&apos;s Insistence...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-519184652434381380</id><published>2008-06-10T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:09:29.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tennis vs golf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I just read an article on tennis vs golf and i really like this paragraph. It makes me miss tennis alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"There is only one moment in tennis when that game comes within shouting distance of golf. That moment occurs when your opponent, having been driven to the baseline by the fury of your return, takes a lunging, desperate swipe at the ball and catches just enough of it to lob it 50 feet into the air, a marshmallow, and the ball is spinning so slowly that you can see the seams on its cover, and it floats high above the net and drifts gently toward the farthest corner of your end of the court, and you instantaneously calculate its trajectory and drop back into the perfect position to smack it to oblivion, and all your options are spread out before you, and you can see your opponent shuffling nervously at the edge of your field of vision, and you know exactly what you want to do, and you set your feet and take your racquet back slowly, and the ball drops perfectly into the circumference of your swing--teed up, as it were--and you dump the thing into the net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A golf moment. The only one in tennis. Case closed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m0HFI/is_10_50/ai_56068512/pg_1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-519184652434381380?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/519184652434381380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=519184652434381380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/519184652434381380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/519184652434381380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/tennis-vs-golf.html' title='tennis vs golf'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5936494869532037913</id><published>2008-06-06T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:18.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday is ice cream and chocolate cake</title><content type='html'>Guitar hero 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SElVsmfER7I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/QhWmfncF_A0/s1600-h/Photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SElVsmfER7I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/QhWmfncF_A0/s400/Photo+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208788668764145586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha chris didn't even realize when this picture was taken. He's gonna freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SElVs2fER8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/8BY7Trdrg0c/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SElVs2fER8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/8BY7Trdrg0c/s400/Photo+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208788673059112898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid looking solemnly at the scrabble pieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SElVs2fER9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/DDlBQCF_J7w/s1600-h/Photo+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SElVs2fER9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/DDlBQCF_J7w/s400/Photo+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208788673059112914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SElVtGfER-I/AAAAAAAAAbo/9A9RXVyqRR8/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SElVtGfER-I/AAAAAAAAAbo/9A9RXVyqRR8/s400/Photo+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208788677354080226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-5936494869532037913?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5936494869532037913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5936494869532037913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5936494869532037913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5936494869532037913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Everyday is ice cream and chocolate cake'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SElVsmfER7I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/QhWmfncF_A0/s72-c/Photo+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-5265175492058792203</id><published>2008-06-05T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:18:41.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;jing xi is so obsessed with F1. haha he gets so defensive when we talk about cars, its amusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Jinx says: (10:02:12 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8aArSn4IhHI&amp;amp;feature=related this is when renault won that year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Jinx says: (10:02:24 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;and this song is called god save the queen http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XRXwWbo_mX0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (10:03:06 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;hahaha omg so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (10:04:43 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;the car is so cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mary says: (10:04:47 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;reminds me of herbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Jinx says: (10:05:04 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;haha the car is not cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Jinx says: (10:05:12 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;its a freaking F1!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (10:05:17 AM)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;mary says: (10:05:18 AM)&lt;br /&gt;it isss&lt;br /&gt;Jinx says: (10:05:23 AM)&lt;br /&gt;its mean and ferocious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sigh. i hate it when all my friends have to leave to go overseas and leave me in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today i'm going running for the first time in 2 weeks. Not sure if my ankle can take it though :(&lt;/span&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/756403087095111487-5265175492058792203?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/5265175492058792203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=5265175492058792203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5265175492058792203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/5265175492058792203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-post.html' title='Random post.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-167137451084977482</id><published>2008-06-03T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:19.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel colourful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEUbCix7q3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/FdZSuNEcBRw/s1600-h/88W09SGRY_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEUbCix7q3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/FdZSuNEcBRw/s400/88W09SGRY_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207598274633771890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This morning i&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; met carmen and zhen &lt;/span&gt;for breakfast at coffee bean. Can you believe i've never eaten there before? Anyway, after that we left to go shop at orchard. We found an extremely nice &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;PREPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;outfit for zhen from Topman that really suits him. It's like this vest with a formal white shirt and a skinny red tie. Too bad it costs $200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;-- Zhen needs this vest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;We saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dr Hjorth&lt;/span&gt; at Topman but we were too embarrassed to say hi to him. So Zhen kept an eye out for him and carmen skillfully maneuvered her way past him while i followed suit. It's so strange seeing our teachers outside of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ian and rachel &lt;/span&gt;met us at wisma and we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;food republic&lt;/span&gt; where we met &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Jose.&lt;/span&gt; I realize its quite fun choosing clothes for guys! haha i wanna be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;personal shopper&lt;/span&gt; when i grow up! We gave jose and zhen &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;makeovers.&lt;/span&gt; Ian listened to our advice but chose his own clothes anyway haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Wei jin &lt;/span&gt;came later to go and buy a guitar with ian. Got back at 5 cos we were tired. Going to learn the rest of jing xi's korean song now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I ate soo much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;1. double chocolate chip muffin (for breakfast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;2. ice kachang with brown sauce only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;3. 2 octopus balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;4. 1 ice cream cone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;5. 2 spicy mcnuggets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;OMG. Going out is so fattening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i want cute pajama bottoms from David and Goliath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEUbCix7q2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/NQqa9RmON2A/s1600-h/4820_1L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEUbCix7q2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/NQqa9RmON2A/s400/4820_1L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207598274633771874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEUaDyx7q0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/8DDArizCHyk/s1600-h/7279_2L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEUaDyx7q0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/8DDArizCHyk/s400/7279_2L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207597196596980546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEUZPix7qzI/AAAAAAAAAao/_BwFkbMMWcc/s1600-h/7645_1L.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-167137451084977482?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEUbCix7q3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/FdZSuNEcBRw/s72-c/88W09SGRY_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-6212799023891704322</id><published>2008-06-02T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T09:57:43.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to Sid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sid insists that i post this on my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:04:28 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i will move to the right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:04:33 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:04:34 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;then the left relaxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:04:34 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:04:38 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;good GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:04:38 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;then i move to the left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:04:42 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and the right relaxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:04:46 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:04:48 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:04:49 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;then i feel immediate pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:04:56 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and then i ride the rest of the way back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:04:58 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;TMIGD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:05:11 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i had to stop and feel my buttcheeks to see if they were still there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:05:22 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*suffocates and dies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:05:25 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;oh soryr,  didn't see your messages, concentrating on the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:05:38 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*remains dead*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:05:50 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*poke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:05:55 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;no movement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:06:10 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*crowds yell in triumph and happiness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:06:19 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;______________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:06:27 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*pokes again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:06:33 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;IT'S OKAY! SHE'S STILL DEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:06:52 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*crowd lets out a sigh of relief and begins to build a prye*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:06:57 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pyre*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:07:04 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'M ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mary says: (8:07:05 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:07:19 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ain't i funny in the spur of the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the indian on a mission says: (8:07:29 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hahaha :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-6212799023891704322?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/6212799023891704322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=6212799023891704322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6212799023891704322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/6212799023891704322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/dedicated-to-sid.html' title='Dedicated to Sid'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-7877798621062562743</id><published>2008-06-01T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:41:38.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmen's and Jessica's tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Starting time: 8.14pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Name: Mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sisters: 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Brothers: 0 [i want an older brother :( ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Shoe size: 6? why does this matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Height: 159cm last year. not sure abt now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Where do you live: Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Favourite drinks: chocolate milkshake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Favourite breakfast: french toast or fruit crepe or waffles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Swam in the ocean: in krabi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Fallen asleep at school: in economics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Broken someone’s heart: don't think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Fell off your chair: uh no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Saved e-mails: yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What is your room like: 2 bunk beds and 3 desks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What’s right beside you: ipod, handphone, siddartha (the book), my sweater. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What is the last thing you ate: tortillinis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Ever had chicken pox: Yep. In kindergarten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sore throat: Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Stitches: yes. on my back. I still got the scar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Broken nose: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: no. lust maybe. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Like picnics: yes! but only in cool countries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Who was/were the last person/people you danced with: ally and vicky and patty and dee and bethy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Last made you smile: juns and jing xi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You last yelled at: eskor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Today did you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Talk to someone you like: i don't LIKE anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Kissed anyone: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Get sick: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Miss someone: yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Eat: i'm not going to bother to answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Best feeling in the world: Love or Satisfaction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What’s under your bed: a drawer of all my old junk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Who do you really hate: selfish, mean, two-faced people. Nobody i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What time is it now?: 9.59pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Random:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now: yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you have any siblings: why is this question being repeated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you want children: yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you smile often: very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you like your hand-writing: don't really care? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Are your toe nails painted: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: juns. I love her mattress and quilt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now: black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday: getting ready to go out for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I can’t wait till: university. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;When did you cry last: last month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Are you a friendly person: Yes. When i feel like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you have any pets: No :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: Somewhere on this earth. Too bad i haven't met him yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?:  Yes.  As a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What are you doing right now?: trying to remember who i last really held hands with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?: Yes. In krabi when i had returned the key and wanted to shower in a nice bathroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Can you handle the truth?: Yes. Depending on how hard it hits me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Are you too forgiving?: No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?: Both in different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?: my parents? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;How many people can you say you’ve really loved?: I love all my friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you eat healthy?: trying, trying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: my music. my closest friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: quiet. sjii brings out my loud side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Are you confident?: Not particularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;okay i deleted some of the lists like 5 things on my to do list today, places i've lived and jobs i've had. like who in the world cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. pushing away my vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2. drawing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3. tricking little boys in my kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4. fighting with my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5. obsessing over wanting a dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5 desserts (its supposed to be snacks. but desserts are more fun.) I enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. chocolate fondant from Beard Papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2. ice cream crepe that my mum makes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3. sticky date toffee pudding from Brown Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4. Ben and Jerry's chocolate fudge brownie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5. Chocolate Souffle from Bakerzin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. Quit school. or maybe i'll just stop studying but keep going for fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2. hire a personal masseuse, chef and driver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3. Travel around the world with my favourite people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4. get myself a big house with a walk in wardrobe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5. buy lots and lots of shoes. Or cars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1.  Procrastination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2.  Being overly sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3. Being too materialistic at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4. No willpower whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5. i say mean things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5 people I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. Berns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2. Ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3. Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4. Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5. Matthew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-7877798621062562743?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/7877798621062562743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=7877798621062562743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7877798621062562743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/7877798621062562743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/06/carmens-and-jessicas-tag.html' title='Carmen&apos;s and Jessica&apos;s tag!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-4311365631487505760</id><published>2008-05-30T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate the dark.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My foot hurts. Why are SOME of my friends so unsympathetic? They just laughed when i  tripped on the stairs in the dark, dark cinema. pfft. haha oh well. i know deep down you all care :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;FINALLY the june holidays are here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yesterday after school i went for the ROCK CONCERT. I left half way but i think the grade 11s aka X-cess or XES did the best. They had more stage presence and were fun to watch. hahaha. or maybe i just think so because i know the band members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEAzCSx7qvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/9knxvFGhOSE/s1600-h/n564728949_476650_6318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEAzCSx7qvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/9knxvFGhOSE/s400/n564728949_476650_6318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206217283734317810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slither by the XES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEAyzCx7qsI/AAAAAAAAAZw/MafirV4kz-4/s1600-h/n564728949_476606_4255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEAyzCx7qsI/AAAAAAAAAZw/MafirV4kz-4/s400/n564728949_476606_4255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206217021741312706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why so serious, Ian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEAyzSx7qtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/z_sWNip0vLU/s1600-h/n564728949_476651_6612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEAyzSx7qtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/z_sWNip0vLU/s400/n564728949_476651_6612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206217026036280018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabby was good. as usual :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEAyzSx7quI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LZh34oma6js/s1600-h/n564728949_476656_8272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEAyzSx7quI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LZh34oma6js/s400/n564728949_476656_8272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206217026036280034" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;OMG i wish i had an electric guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;XES live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=xesband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Then juns and i left early to go for Little Women. All i can say is that we saw Mr Bennet kiss 2 of the women and jing xi was squirming in his seat. I just realised how some of the confessions of love in Little Women reflect real life situations - like what happens in school. I think all these teenage hormones are annoying. Life would be so much less stressful without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zhen: "i want to fast forward to my future, instead of being stuck in a teenage suckfest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Today was our last day of school! After school, sarah, jing xi, sid, eskor, ian, rachel, ernest, chris, zhen, jing qing and i went to see Prince Caspian. It was alot better than i expected. Yes juns, even better than Spiderwick! *Gasp* hahaha :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;We went into the wrong theatre at first (the one i sprained my ankle in). And all of us were so confused cos it felt like we were watching the movie at the half way point. Then we realised the person gave us the 4.30pm ticket instead of the 5.30pm one. But when we went to change cinema, sid and eskor were left behind! i feel so bad. Nobody realised they weren't following! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Then we had dinner at subway and then we arm wrestled. I beat jing xi's right arm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm so annoyed now. I was supposed to meet my mg friends at wisma but my stupid ankle hindered me. Idiotic cinema stairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;stop confusing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/756403087095111487-4311365631487505760?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/4311365631487505760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=4311365631487505760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4311365631487505760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/4311365631487505760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hate-dark.html' title='i hate the dark.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SEAzCSx7qvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/9knxvFGhOSE/s72-c/n564728949_476650_6318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-8820752967454245590</id><published>2008-05-27T02:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:49:44.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dining in the dark!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Today was interesting. It involved producing a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; literally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; last minute (as in we did it in class on the day of it) presentation for chinese, agreeing to audition for Sound of Music (!!) and eating fish and chips in the dark. Interesting because i've never done any of these things before. ever. I like my life this way - where the most unconventional things could happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm the sort of person who likes to prepare things beforehand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Especially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;if its a presentation. But i suppose the stupid chinese text was too tiring for me to bother to understand and my group members were just as lazy as i was to start on it, because we only managed to finish thinking about our chinese presentation DURING the class itself. It wasn't spectacular but it wasn't half bad. I blame all of us really. At least we managed a 5/7 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;During lunch, Zhen, Carmen and I went to give Jose moral support for his Sound of Music auditions for Captain Von Trapp. I think he did better than Ayush (who auditioned at the same time) but their voices are different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I cannot believe i agreed to audition for Sound of Music. It's not like me at all. I hope Zhen backs out so then i can too. I told him i'd audition if he did. I'm going to ask Mr V if i can sing in the back choir if there is one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;At 1.40, some of us went to SAVH to Dine in the Dark. We ate in a pitch black room and i had fish and chips with Chris, Charissa, Roth, Yin To and Juns. I just kept poking around my plate aimlessly until i stabbed something. The fish was surprisingly good but i kept losing track of the tartar sauce on my plate. And i was too afraid to pour too much juice into my cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Someone threw a fry at me, juns, charissa and roth in the dark. I have a weird feeling it was Charissa but i'll never know now haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I just read jose's blog. My expression when i read it --&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Well, for my oh-so-boring life, I only saw Mary’s progress today on the road to becoming assertive. I think that she’s done incredibly well. Passed with flying colours, in other words. Hey, don’t look at me like that! Ian’s trained you well. You deserve a biscuit. =) Haha, just kidding Mary. But there has been a lot of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Ian didn't train me! I was always capable of being assertive, Jose. I just never bothered enough about the teasing to practice my assertiveness. humph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/756403087095111487-8820752967454245590?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/8820752967454245590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=8820752967454245590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8820752967454245590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8820752967454245590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/05/dining-in-dark.html' title='Dining in the dark!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2778326919441869173</id><published>2008-05-19T05:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:20.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at 2.30 i went to the carnival at school to help out. haha i feel so bad. Rachel did almost everything for manning the stall. She even did the guys stall when they all left. Anyway, i did a bit, then these guys gave us their left over tickets and i spent $4 getting my nails done by Kathy. Ever nail has a different design on it. haha its so ugly but cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i got back from getting my nails done, i designed ernerst's arm. It's so pretty now!&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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SDFxRuRuz_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qws7HNPQJiY/s1600-h/Photo-0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SDFxRuRuz_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qws7HNPQJiY/s400/Photo-0101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202063593883750386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FISH + LIPS = JING XI&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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SDFxR-Ru0AI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UOo9ErLq5-Q/s1600-h/Photo-0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SDFxR-Ru0AI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UOo9ErLq5-Q/s400/Photo-0102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202063598178717698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IANPUBES (after his hair!&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SDFxR-Ru0BI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MOgNUlSu3nI/s1600-h/Photo-0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SDFxR-Ru0BI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MOgNUlSu3nI/s400/Photo-0103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202063598178717714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;egg --&gt; rubber duckie! haha ernest felt like being random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't believe i didnt wanna go for the carnival. They're actually quite fun! Especially at the end when everyone starts giving out game prizes for free :P&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/756403087095111487-2778326919441869173?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2778326919441869173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2778326919441869173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2778326919441869173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2778326919441869173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/05/carnival.html' title='Carnival!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SDFxRuRuz_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qws7HNPQJiY/s72-c/Photo-0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-2881026611608682969</id><published>2008-05-14T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T05:46:05.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIE RD, DIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This is what stupid math portfolios like RADIOMETRIC DATING are doing to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:29:19 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;jose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:29:20 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my ally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:29:22 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:29:26 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we shall crush the enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:29:34 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;madness you say, mary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:29:38 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;this is not madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:29:44 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;this is SPAAAAAARRRTAAAAAAAAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;English.. My Language.. Mandarin.. My Roots... French.. Ma Nouvelle Amour (Grammar courtesy of French expert=)) says: (8:29:58 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SPAAAAARTTAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;English.. My Language.. Mandarin.. My Roots... French.. Ma Nouvelle Amour (Grammar courtesy of French expert=)) says: (8:30:03 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mary! Join us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:30:05 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:30:08 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;JOIN US IN BATTLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:30:17 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THE ENEMY MIGHT PROVE STRONG, BUT TOGETHER'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;English.. My Language.. Mandarin.. My Roots... French.. Ma Nouvelle Amour (Grammar courtesy of French expert=)) says: (8:30:20 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And we shall crush the stupid Greeks for their mathematical formulas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:30:21 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IF OUR AMRIES COMBINED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:30:37 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THE ARMIES OF PERSIA AND ROME COMBINED WILL FALL TO THEIR KNEES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:30:44 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IN OUR UNFLINCHING POWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:30:52 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AND THEN RADIOMETRIC SHALL NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:30:57 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KNOW THE MEANING OF DEFEAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:31:39 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I ENTER THE BATTLEFIELD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:31:43 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:31:45 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AS ALLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;English.. My Language.. Mandarin.. My Roots... French.. Ma Nouvelle Amour (Grammar courtesy of French expert=)) says: (8:31:45 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I JOIN YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:31:55 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SHALL UNITEDLY CRUSH THE ENEMY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:31:59 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THEY SHALL FALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhenhe! says: (8:32:01 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can't believe i know such drama queens. haha :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;RD is so REDUNDANT. I'm not learning ANYTHING. Sometimes i really miss the O level method of teaching math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-2881026611608682969?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/2881026611608682969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=2881026611608682969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2881026611608682969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/2881026611608682969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/05/die-rd-die.html' title='DIE RD, DIE!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-1794564718166698345</id><published>2008-05-10T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T01:11:11.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the world is moving slower.</title><content type='html'>I love fridays! First we went to the com lab for bio, then during chem, sarah and i just talked cos everyone took so long to write out the solutions on the board haha and for english we watched the rest of passage to india! So technically, i didnt learn anything. i love lazy days like this, where i don't have to think so much and stress over the fact that i have to learn some new concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i had choir (we're singing Lion King and the beatles! :P). Zhen was so happy when he found out we were singing "Let it be" by the beatles that he screamed and sank to his knees. haha that was the happiest i'd ever seen anyone. Zhen is so amusing sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had free period, where we were supposed to distribute the new issue of SJIeye but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt; said it would disrupt the lessons. haha i didnt really want to distribute them anyway. Then i went to wheelock place with eskor and juns to get some mac game. Then at coffee bean I got a free ice blended vanilla drink along with my chocolate shake cos the guy made vanilla instead of chocolate!) Then we went for rock climbing where i got a nice new pair of rock climbing shoes. After that ian, rachel and i went to holland v for dinner and we talked till like 10pm. haha such a tiring but fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;random thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. My new tennis instructor is waay too condescending. He shouts too much.&lt;br /&gt;2. I think there is ALOT going on in school that very few realize is happening.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm really really glad i'm doing ib and not a levels. JC looks boring haha.&lt;br /&gt;4. making lists is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756403087095111487-1794564718166698345?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/1794564718166698345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=1794564718166698345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1794564718166698345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/1794564718166698345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/05/world-is-moving-slower.html' title='the world is moving slower.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756403087095111487.post-8498911392057302482</id><published>2008-05-04T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:22.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernest's Birthday lunch pics!</title><content type='html'>I finally got the pics of ernest's birthday lunch! i'm putting the funny ones up :P the rest are on facebook!&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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3DB42FQuI/AAAAAAAAAY4/sopv8vSjprU/s1600-h/n564728949_428103_3269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3DB42FQuI/AAAAAAAAAY4/sopv8vSjprU/s400/n564728949_428103_3269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196523982261928674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i can't remember what we found so amusing haha.&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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3DCI2FQvI/AAAAAAAAAZA/C0iqBH3aG44/s1600-h/n564728949_428164_8946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3DCI2FQvI/AAAAAAAAAZA/C0iqBH3aG44/s400/n564728949_428164_8946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196523986556895986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 thumbs up!&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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3DCY2FQwI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Tx-8Lr6BcEY/s1600-h/n564728949_428138_489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3DCY2FQwI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Tx-8Lr6BcEY/s400/n564728949_428138_489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196523990851863298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aww...&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/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3AII2FQrI/AAAAAAAAAYg/urpN4epU4yY/s1600-h/n564728949_428155_5812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3AII2FQrI/AAAAAAAAAYg/urpN4epU4yY/s400/n564728949_428155_5812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520791101227698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha jose looks like he's struggling against committing suicide.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3AIo2FQsI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZbqyQZCX0uY/s1600-h/n564728949_428157_6458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3AIo2FQsI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZbqyQZCX0uY/s400/n564728949_428157_6458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520799691162306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG. creepy guys. hahhaha.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3AIo2FQtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9cS4AxvcEJM/s1600-h/n564728949_428107_4577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3AIo2FQtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9cS4AxvcEJM/s400/n564728949_428107_4577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520799691162322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sid looks ecstatic. must be the fact that SAM'S holding the camera. hahaha just kidding.&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/756403087095111487-8498911392057302482?l=marytay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/feeds/8498911392057302482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756403087095111487&amp;postID=8498911392057302482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8498911392057302482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756403087095111487/posts/default/8498911392057302482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marytay.blogspot.com/2008/05/ernests-birthday-lunch-pics.html' title='Ernest&apos;s Birthday lunch pics!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15151719756010706457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/S3I6Gq8MYJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Y6ezPjbgscA/S220/IMG_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8xFTPSDhfF0/SB3DB42FQuI/AAAAAAAAAY4/sopv8vSjprU/s72-c/n564728949_428103_3269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
